THE HANDS THAT CARRIED A GENERATION
A Tribute to Mrs. Canon Susan Nyote and the Late Mr.David Mwasa Nyote If you asked me where my life's journey truly began, my answer might surprise you. Not in a hospital. Not at home. It began beneath what I then thought was a porous roof of the newly acquired Nabongo Secondary School truck, driven by the legendary Khaukha, with Masaba later, as his turn boy. That truck carried a dream. It was the season when Mr. and Mrs. David Mwasa Nyote left their respected positions in Mwiri to help establish what would become the legendary Nabongo Secondary School. I was barely two years old, seated securely on Mum's lap as we travelled to Muyembe. I remember roadside stops for roasted meat, waking with a stiff neck after sleeping awkwardly, and a mother's gentle hands making every mile feel safe. My childhood was shaped by moments both joyful and difficult. I still remember President Yoweri Museveni's first visit to Muyembe after the Bush War. Like every curious child...