Beginning today,
I will no longer worry about yesterday.
It is in the past and the past will never change.
Only I can change by choosing to do so.
Beginning today,
I will no longer worry about tomorrow.
Tomorrow will always be there,
Waiting for me to make the most of it.
But I cannot make the most of tomorrow
without first making the most of today.
Beginning today,
I will look in the mirror and I will see a person
worthy of my respect and admiration.
This capable person looking back at me is someone
I enjoy spending time with and someone
I would like to get to know better.
Beginning today,
I will cherish each moment of my life.
I value the gift bestowed upon me in this world and
I will unselfishly share this gift with others.
Beginning today,
I will take a moment to step off the beaten path and to
revel in the mysteries I encounter.
I will face challenges with courage and determination.
I will overcome what barriers there may be which hinder
my quest for growth and self- improvement.
Beginning today,
I will take life one day at a time,
One step at a time.
Discouragement will not be allowed to taint
my positive self-image, my desire to succeed or
my capacity to love.
Beginning today,
I walk with renewed faith in human kindness.
Regardless of what has gone before.
I believe there is hope for a brighter and better future.
Beginning today,
I will open my mind and my heart.
I will welcome new experiences.
I will meet new people.
I will not expect perfection from myself nor anyone else:
perfection does not exist in an imperfect world.
But I will applaud the attempt to overcome human foibles.
Beginning today,
I am responsible for my own happiness and
I will do things that make me happy...
Admire the beautiful wonders of nature,
listen to my favourite music,
pet a kitten or a puppy, soak in a bubble bath...
Pleasure can be found in the most simple of gestures.
Beginning today,
I will learn something new;
I will try something different;
I will savour all the various flavours life has to offer.
I will change what I can and the rest I will let go.
I will strive to become the best me I can possibly be.
Wednesday 8 May 2013
Friday 1 March 2013
Uganda’s Golden Jubilee Celebrations 2012
At the stroke of midnight, the sky was sent into blazing colours of
fireworks, and the streets of Kampala were filled with a rare
excitement, only close to that of ushering in a new year. You would
think January the first had come in October! This was Uganda’s 50th
birthday as an independent state.
Heads of states present included President Paul Kagame of Rwanda, President Thomas Yayi Boni of Benin, President Salva Kir of South Sudan, President Mohamed Morsi of Egypt, President Seretse Khama of Botswana, President Mwai Kibaki of Kenya, President Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe and President Joseph Kabila of Democratic Republic of Congo.
The ceremony was officiated with prayers from the leader of the Church of Uganda His Grace, Henry Luke Orombi. Reflecting on mistakes of the past, his prayer was for a new Uganda.
“We want to see a new future where we accept others, where our children grow in dignity and where men and women live with integrity.” said Orombi.
I joined the thousands of Ugandans that thronged the freshly refurbished Kololo independence grounds, braving sweltering temperatures to witness one of the most historic days in the journey of Uganda, since her independence in 1962.
As a young girl in my early twenties, I had heard so many stories about Uganda’s independence, ranging from stories from grandparents around the fireplace, classroom lectures, to even bedtime stories. But one fact seemed central in all the stories. Fifty years ago, on Tuesday October 9th 1962, the Union Jack was lowered and the Uganda flag was raised, officially declaring Uganda independent. Milton Obote was the first Executive Prime Minister of Uganda, and it is he that received the instruments of power from the Queen’s representative, the Duke of Kent.
The Duke was at Kololo for the jubilee celebrations, his first visit to Uganda since 1962, and was also celebrating his 77th birthday on the same day (born 9th October 1935). In his jubilee speech, President Museveni, while recognising his presence at the celebarations, mentioned something that struck my mind. It is the Duke that actually handed over the instruments of power fifty years ago.
“His presence gives us a lot of pleasure because he is the very person that handed over the instruments of independence to our first Executive Prime Minister, the late H.E Milton Obote.”
The parade was a spectacular sight. It was the most beautiful parade ever, with the security forces dressed to the nines for the occasion. And for the first time in my life, I admired the armed forces.
It has not been all roses for Uganda since 1962. For the better part of the past fifty years, Uganda was known to be home to Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA) leader Joseph Kony and the despotic regime of Idi Amin. It has endured political instability, civil wars and the scourge of AIDS. It has had its share of successes and major changes too, with the discovery of oil offering a new economic promise.
The national anthem was sung as the flag was being hoisted amidst jubilations. However, the cheers were cut short when the flag failed to fly for about two minutes, creating anxiety among the people. The tension was broken when a senior officer stepped forward and successfully raised the flag, sending the crowd thundering with euphoric cheers of relief. This motivated Army Spokesman Felix Kulayigye to connect the incident to Uganda’s history. “The flag is now flying after the wind disturbing it. A testimony of the turbulent history of Uganda.”
Major Kenneth Akorimo, the soldier that hoisted the flag on 9th October 1962 was present at the celebrations, and when he took to the podium, the crowd was ecstatic. I felt a salty drop trickle down my cheek when the joyous 81 year old took up the microphone, and said “Congratulations Uganda!”
The greatest sensation was the skyward display of the fighter jets that somersaulted in the air, spewing fumes of black, yellow and red, leaving behind them a pattern of the flag in the air over throngs of ecstatic spectators.
Uganda looks back to its complicated path to the present, looking ahead with hope to an uncertain future.
I may not have lived through Uganda’s jagged road to independence to fully appreciate the struggles those before me endured to become autonomous of Britain, but I am certainly proud to be Ugandan today.
http://www.thepromota.co.uk/ugandas-golden-jubilee-celebrations-2012/
By Imelda Mugoya
Heads of states present included President Paul Kagame of Rwanda, President Thomas Yayi Boni of Benin, President Salva Kir of South Sudan, President Mohamed Morsi of Egypt, President Seretse Khama of Botswana, President Mwai Kibaki of Kenya, President Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe and President Joseph Kabila of Democratic Republic of Congo.
The ceremony was officiated with prayers from the leader of the Church of Uganda His Grace, Henry Luke Orombi. Reflecting on mistakes of the past, his prayer was for a new Uganda.
“We want to see a new future where we accept others, where our children grow in dignity and where men and women live with integrity.” said Orombi.
I joined the thousands of Ugandans that thronged the freshly refurbished Kololo independence grounds, braving sweltering temperatures to witness one of the most historic days in the journey of Uganda, since her independence in 1962.
As a young girl in my early twenties, I had heard so many stories about Uganda’s independence, ranging from stories from grandparents around the fireplace, classroom lectures, to even bedtime stories. But one fact seemed central in all the stories. Fifty years ago, on Tuesday October 9th 1962, the Union Jack was lowered and the Uganda flag was raised, officially declaring Uganda independent. Milton Obote was the first Executive Prime Minister of Uganda, and it is he that received the instruments of power from the Queen’s representative, the Duke of Kent.
The Duke was at Kololo for the jubilee celebrations, his first visit to Uganda since 1962, and was also celebrating his 77th birthday on the same day (born 9th October 1935). In his jubilee speech, President Museveni, while recognising his presence at the celebarations, mentioned something that struck my mind. It is the Duke that actually handed over the instruments of power fifty years ago.
“His presence gives us a lot of pleasure because he is the very person that handed over the instruments of independence to our first Executive Prime Minister, the late H.E Milton Obote.”
The parade was a spectacular sight. It was the most beautiful parade ever, with the security forces dressed to the nines for the occasion. And for the first time in my life, I admired the armed forces.
It has not been all roses for Uganda since 1962. For the better part of the past fifty years, Uganda was known to be home to Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA) leader Joseph Kony and the despotic regime of Idi Amin. It has endured political instability, civil wars and the scourge of AIDS. It has had its share of successes and major changes too, with the discovery of oil offering a new economic promise.
The national anthem was sung as the flag was being hoisted amidst jubilations. However, the cheers were cut short when the flag failed to fly for about two minutes, creating anxiety among the people. The tension was broken when a senior officer stepped forward and successfully raised the flag, sending the crowd thundering with euphoric cheers of relief. This motivated Army Spokesman Felix Kulayigye to connect the incident to Uganda’s history. “The flag is now flying after the wind disturbing it. A testimony of the turbulent history of Uganda.”
Major Kenneth Akorimo, the soldier that hoisted the flag on 9th October 1962 was present at the celebrations, and when he took to the podium, the crowd was ecstatic. I felt a salty drop trickle down my cheek when the joyous 81 year old took up the microphone, and said “Congratulations Uganda!”
The greatest sensation was the skyward display of the fighter jets that somersaulted in the air, spewing fumes of black, yellow and red, leaving behind them a pattern of the flag in the air over throngs of ecstatic spectators.
Uganda looks back to its complicated path to the present, looking ahead with hope to an uncertain future.
I may not have lived through Uganda’s jagged road to independence to fully appreciate the struggles those before me endured to become autonomous of Britain, but I am certainly proud to be Ugandan today.
By Imelda Mugoya
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