A Life of Misery and Hope

My name is Justine Murungi.

I praise the Almighty God for the tap he has brought me. The candle of hope keeps burning inside me despite all misery and suffering I have gone through. I, again, thank the Almighty for the energy he gave me to read and become Mubende district’s best candidate in the Uganda Advanced Certificate of Education, 2016, obtaining 18 out of 20 points.

Born 18 years ago in Kasambya Village, my life has not been easy. I have gone through many challenges; the death of my father being the triggering turning point.

I lost a father, a great friend, at such an early age of 8 years. He was the family breadwinner. Our education was suffocated as our mother could not afford to send us to school. At this stage, it was now the God to decide my destiny.

Due to God’s grace, I was picked up by a church which supported me until I completed primary school. After this level then there was no chance of advancing to secondary level, but hope inside me kept on burning as I waited for my chance to come.

When primary leaving examinations were released, I was worried because all of my friends joined secondary school and I did not join immediately as I had to help my mother digging in peoples’ farms in order to earn a living, and hopefully to collect money for my school fees.

Later on, I joined a Government school. There, I went through a miserable life since students used to make fun of me because I lacked almost everything, including the school uniform and other scholastic materials. Being a born again Christian, I was elected as an intercessor in our school chapel; and due to my hard work, I was again elected as the secretary to the chapel. My experience while working in the chapel strengthened my faith.

Since we had no source of income at home when I completed S.2, I had to stay home and work with my mother; but still, I had the hope of accomplishing the secondary level. A blessing came to my way when our head teacher, after noticing that I was no longer studying, visited our home and talked with my mother about my education. He promised to pay my school fees until I finished my secondary school level. It was a big thing to thank God for! I knew that this done, I possibly could go to high school. Some ray of hope was shining in me.

One day while in a conference at our church, I testified to God about my Education, giving thanks for good academic performance. There, a man of God felt touched and he promised to pay my school fees for advanced level. That is how I joined at Highway Secondary School Kiganda where I later excelled academically. As I said, I was the best student in the district. I thank God; for, He has shown me His blessings in times of desperation. His love has come through people that I meet. God works through the works and hands of human beings.

There are very children like me. Some have even worse stories. They deserve support, however little. Even just a word of counsel can bring hope to a person. It can change his or her life.

In everything, I thank God, the Almighty!

Steps to a Global Education: Fundamental reforms needed at Highway S. S. Kiganda

In a bid to provide as relevant an education as possible, Highway Secondary School Kiganda is focusing on equipping learners with 21st-century skills, collaboration and teamwork, creativity and imagination, critical thinking, problem solving and effective communication. One of the realities we are grappling with is to integrate the fast emerging technology in our service delivery – teaching. With limited resources at hand, we are pondering creative ways of getting our students and teachers to make the most out of technology.
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Have you done your part to be the best fit?

[This counsel was given to the students of Highway Secondary School Kiganda by Emmanuel Kwizeera, a former student of Highway Secondary School. Having had his entire secondary school and high school education at the school, Emmanuel excelled in academics and currently works with the Government of Uganda. Emmanuel and other “old students” under their umbrella body, Highway Old Students’ Association (HOSA Kiganda) continue to influence the experience of students and staff of Highway Secondary School Kiganda].

I always wake up to the voices and echoes of dissatisfaction and complaints all over the air space, engaging in talks of how the system is unjust, rotten, with a lot of that anger in hearts of many, how I couldn’t be like this or that if it was not this or that. It leaves sober minds perplexed and wondering, and weaker minds in sympathy; bandwagoning the crew without being inquisitive of how, when and where it all started. Did I do my part? Do I have the moral authority to blame others for my failures or weaknesses, and mistakes I made because I was doing the opposite of what was expected of me? Even in the first world where talent is most respected, you need to do your part first, and identification of your uniqueness is based on the prowess of distinguishing and setting self apart from the many. In the most prestigious intelligence agencies of our time, they screen and only admit the giants. It’s the only giantism that can buy you a ticket to fly in space, its giantism that can make you rub shoulders with “royals” but it won’t happen if you have not done your part. Continue Reading