Culture is dead

The preservation of culture in Uganda has gone down in the previous years. This is manifested in the 21^st century material children who can’t speak their native languages, dance their traditional dances and dress in their cultural wears. With this kind of behavior among the children and the upcoming generations, culture is looked at in a backward manner thus cultural's pride has been lost.

According to UNESCO (2014), no development can be sustainable without a strong cultural component. Yet, in Uganda, culture is still conspicuously underrepresented in the development equation. To ensure that culture takes its rightful place in development strategies and processes, UNESCO has adopted a three-pronged approach: it spearheads worldwide advocacy for culture and development, while engaging with the international community to set clear policies and legal frameworks and working on the ground to support governments and local stakeholders to safeguard heritage, strengthen creative industries and encourage cultural advancement.With kind of strategy culture will gain its pride once more.

However as UNESCO tries the A,B and C strategies its a responsibility for every Uganda to work out some thing that will restore culture among the generations to come as a belief culture begins in pearl of Africa.

Teach that little child the local language,style him or her in a cultural wear minus the khaki jeans  that are eating up the world.

A good cultured individual will always adopt so easily and friendly to different environments.

Hope is a weapon

Have you ever woken up one morning and you have the strongest belief that some thing positive will happen or the reverse, this is for you.
 A young graduate finishes  undergraduate studies at university life seemed to have come to a hault due some life  lived at university.
A life where they pick and dropped  when going out for parties and other related kind of things little did this young person know that after compass life was different a lockable gate was waiting  at the parents fenced home.

Changing  forcefully was the way to the adopt that status of sitting in a television room and watch  movies because  choices were limited by the night mare of the long fence and lockable gate.
This went on for a year and life seemed not to shift  to the dream pertained while at university.
Grief is a chameleon that changes forms, swooping down upon us at the oddest times and in the most unexpected places. It’s a ghost that can reside quietly in the attic for days, or even weeks, on end, but has a habit of drifting downstairs to haunt us at a time of its own choosing. We can’t make it go away. But using our grief to good purpose is something all of us can do Joan Zlotnick.

Moral lesson having the belief deep in you that some thing better will happen  to your life the next day is the way to go in the most challenging stages of life.
So always have hope day in day out