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From Kampala: Who do you want to sleep with?

ERNEST TUAPE
(Craft It’s new foreign correspondent in Kampala)

#1. I’m writing this from the balcony of my room
At Chobe Safari Lodge in the Northern part of Uganda, in the middle of Murchison Falls National Park.

I can see the flow of water on the surface of the River Nile.

There are islands of trees close to each other on the river, like clusters of houses in a slum. Except, these ones are green and are more appealing to the eyes. I see shrubs by the riverbank, thorn trees with branches and leaves that look well fed. There is no way they can lack anything with the Nile close to them and shit of hippos feeding them.

Birds are tweeting, the sky is white and grey, a little bit of blue.

The air here is cooler than what’s in Kampala.

#2. I’m here for an office retreat
A weekend out of town, a treat for the hard work and effort put in during the last financial year.

But before I got here, I received an email. It read in part, “Choose who you want to sleep with”. I kid you not. My mind ran astray. I shook my head and stole a laugh.

I had a set of options to pick from.

They were all men. I had to pick a man to sleep with. Insane, isn’t it?

Anyway, what that email meant was for me to choose a roommate. I didn’t choose one so by automatic allocation, the admin paired me with my giraffe-like friend, Tom.

#3. The thing is, in Kampala, people use lingo you might not easily understand
 Because it’s part of Ugandan English. Uglish, as we call it.

Someone will walk to you in the morning and say, “Well done”. They’ll smile and give you a happy ray of a face. What they mean is, “Hi, good morning.”

In other contexts, it means you’ve done a great job.

Your response? Always say thank you and smile back.

#4. There’s other lingo used too
When a friend tells you “You’re lost”, don’t spin your head out of position. What they’re saying is, they’ve taken long without speaking to you or seeing you. Although it isn’t as endearing as telling you they miss you, it’s normal English for us.

Do you know how to ask for your change from the rolex guy in Wandegeya?

Simple. Tell him, “Boss, my balance.” He’ll hand your change over.

That’s how you survive in Kampala.

#5. The sound of the flow of River Nile is as consistent as it was when I got here
I’ve turned on the lights on my balcony and there are lake flies coming to share in the love of this brightness.

I need to enter my room now now.
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Follow Tuape on Instagram: Tuape Ernest

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Comments (4)

  1. Mike

    Craft It needs an office retreat too!!

    • Bett

      Hahhaa.

      Do this, take a week’s break and do your thing. Next year, Inshallah, we’ll take the retreat down to my shagz in Kaplong. In the year after, we’ll go to Coasto. In the year after that, Kampala, to Tuape’s.

      See where I’m going with this, Mike?

      • Mike

        Haha, I see!!

        But kwani we’re not going to my shagz in Murang’a?

        • Bett

          If you’ve been to Kaplong then there’s nothing left to see in Murang’a. Hahha. (I say that with a lot of love.)

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I don’t pray as often as I need to, You know that. I don’t kneel by my bed in child-like humility, as Muna does. I don’t whisper a prayer in the morning. Or at noon. Perhaps just in the evening. 

This going-to-church habit is a constant false start. So is reading the Word. 

I’m often guilty but I also know: You and I have a language only we can understand. 

I speak to You through this gift You bestowed upon my Kale shoulders, this gift to write in colour. It’s a gift that sometimes feels like a curse, a burden I have no choice but to pursue. 

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I hosted my first in-person event last March, Lord, thank You to all the lovely ladies who granted me their time and full attention. 

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I’m so powerful that if KPLC connected me to the national grid, I’d power up this country and we’d never have another blackout.

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Anyway.

To recognize and celebrate International Women’s Day today, I’d like to recognize and celebrate eight women.

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Wholesome meant engaging in moderation and in pursuits that didn’t leave me feeling yucky.

An example: there’re weekend nights I’d go out then have too much to drink. On the drive home, I’d tell GB to stop the car every half mile so I could throw up on the side of the road. Then I’d take three working days recovering. 

Ha-ha.

No more of that nonsense.

Now I have only two doubles of Singleton whiskey and chase it with water. I eat less food and I eat better. I take my supplements. I treat myself to an early bedtime and arise with my body clock, no alarm.

I spend a lot more time hanging with my kids, Muna and Njeeh. 

I buy fewer things. 

I play the piano. 

I created a disciplined routine for my work and take Thursdays off. 

You catch my drift…

Wholesome has become my lifestyle. 

(By the way, I was asked, ‘Where does this word-of-the-year come from, Bett?’ I don’t know about other people but for me, the words present themselves when I’m journaling. My spirit tells me what it needs; I must be still enough to listen and brave enough to obey.)

My word for 2023 is Overdrive.

My two books have unlocked new opportunities for me as a writer and creative. As an urban brand. I’d honestly not foreseen them. 

I know that if I adjust my sails to where the wind is blowing, these opportunities will translate to wealth.

Last Friday, I listed all the work I’m already doing and all the new opportunities – potential and realised – knocking at my door.

I asked myself, ‘What am I taking up here and what am I dropping?’

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I had to laugh because this was coming from Terry. Terry my Kisii pal, this fine gyal with skin the colour of honey, the only practising SDA in my circle. 

Terry had spent her 20s and early 30s sleek with Arimis. That’s right, the milking jelly with a lactating cow on its logo. 

Arimis addressed all her skin pickles back then. It was her problem fixer. Her Olivia Pope. It’s the one thing that always said, It’s handled.

Now here she was preaching to us about a consistent skincare regimen in the AM and PM.

Ha!

It wasn’t until Terry shared her selfies on our girls WhatsApp group that I stopped laughing. It wasn’t until we stood next her – and took these selfies – that I reeally stopped laughing: Terry’s skin was youthful and toned, plump. Hydrated. Moistured but not shiny. 

It looked like it had been kissed by the Greek goddess of radiance. 

So we gathered around her feet and said, ‘Forgive us, master. We are ready now. Teach us everything you know.’

She did. 

Terry and I now spend plenty of time before work and before bed squeezing out little portions of expensive skincare products from expensive tubes, we layer them on our face in a calculated measure.

This serum here is for the circles under my eyes and the fine lines around my mouth.

Turns out I’ve been giving away too much of my face: I’ve been looking too hard, laughing too easily.

I’ll have to spend the next year into my 40s with my eyes half shut and laughing little. I'll have a resting bitch face.

Don’t blame me, blame the retinol.

And age.

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(Give me a moment here so I pull myself together long enough to write this. I’m smiling very hard right now, ha-ha, I look like a donkey.)

(Ahem.)

The event will be in-person. On a Saturday morning, a loose three hours which, I am certain, you’d have burned on some other pursuit you couldn’t account for later. (I’d probably be oiling the hinges of a squeaky door or decluttering my sock drawer.)

My guest host for this edition is Lynet Kyalo. 

Lynet is a personal finance coach under her brand @financialfitbit She also hosts @getyourbagrightpodcast 

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Early bird tickets are discounted until the end of this month.

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Odd, huh?

Reading my own stories is like an out-of-body experience. Or getting introduced to myself again. An outward journey inward.

It’s fascinating.

I also read because I need to improve my writing for my next project.

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