Musa nagenda autobiography

Kabana saw his father and other elders from his village get off the red bus, take down their suitcases from the top of the carriage, and look up at the gate. After looking at the poster with approval, they noticed the boys standing in white shirts, ties and khaki shorts and hurried through the gate in the compound. When the parents were seated on chairs under the trees, and the boys on the ground, the headmaster made a short speech welcoming the parents to open day at the school.

He invited the elders to have tea with him and the staff in the common room after they examined the exhibits. Kabana and Yagunga ran to their fathers and elders as soon as the headmaster dismissed the meeting.

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They dropped to one knee before the elders, whereas the elders placed hands on their shoulders and greeted them. Kabana remembered the courtesy of greeting the elders first, so he came to greet his father last of all. He wanted his father to be proud of him, but that was the one thing missing. The people at home greet you — Olewa, Rugayoe, Torsie.

He could see the smiling faces of his mother, sister, and little brother as they moved about the compound in Ruti Village. His mother was such a wonderful mother and a good cook, and Rugaya such a beautiful and thoughtful sister that it almost broke his heart not to tell them so.

Sent to make a treaty with the invaders, Nzinga of Angola is swept into world history, a generation after Elizabeth I ruled England.

But it was not the habit to show much emotion, for life was a hard challenge every day and the thing you love so dearly today might disappoint you tomorrow. And it seemed to him he was failing them all — especially Rugaya. Lately his father had chided him on his softness of manner, and one day during the last holiday, Kabana forgot one basket of coffee and it remained in the coffee field all night.

Perhaps his father had changed in his opinion of his son.