Mrs.O's writing room.

About two weeks ago, Sam Mich and I travelled to Washington, Reverend and Michelle had come in from Uganda and we wanted to see them before they headed back. Meeting friends and family here is so exciting, you get to hear lots of stories, I feel like they have brought a piece of home with them when they come. We were able to talk about things that are familiar to natives and ... well, it's a bit hard to explain, it's just great. One of the other things I was really excited that we were able to do was visit the head quarters of my former place of work. I guess it was not at the best of times especially since the President Paul Wolfowitz was being asked to resign. Security was tight as usual, we had to go through all these machines, Steven had to explain we were his visitors. We had our pictures taken for identification and so on and so forth. I was truly a stranger, meanwhile back home I was the one who made sure every one who came to the Bank country office was checked, they

Remember the story of Gipir and Labongo in p3 history? I don't remember the details too well but I think I can create something close to the original story. Gipir and Labongo were neighbours and they spent a lot of time together, I believe they were both hunters. One day while Gipir was away Labongo decided to borrow his favourite spear (without asking) and go hunting. While he was out there he saw a juicy elephant and decided to make a kill of it, the spear hit the target alright but unfortunately the elephant made a way with the spear in his side and Labongo was not able to find the animal. Aha!, he had some explaining to do, when Gipir got back home his favourite spear was missing and Labongo had something to do with it. He of course explained himself but Gipir would have nothing of it. He insisted that Labongo go back into the forest and find his spear. Tough!! but well he had to do it otherwise things would get really bad for him. Well he braved it and went looking for the ele

Hey, just wanted to give you a sneak peak into some of the interesting school events that "Whartonites" enjoyed this semester. They are not all about books you know and as the saying goes work without play makes Jack a dull boy. I attended the Wharton International Cultural Show, aka WICS, it had dances from all around the world, it was amazing. After the show I kind of felt like I had been to each of the different countries just for the brief moment. I'm a little biased here but I honestly think the African dance was the best, it got the most cheers (or may be I was cheering too loud to hear anything else). The guys as usual danced with rythm and such ease like all the moves came naturally to them and the ladies were colourful and African, I mean what can I say?!. Check these out.