The children are singing and dancing…
Smile for real
Its school holiday in Ug and there are kids everywhere. Ha! Not so clever, huh? Of course there are children everywhere if its holiday time. So the whole place is so full of noise and the grown ups are trying to endure the pain until the pesky things are herded off to school once again.
There are things you just enjoy only when you are young. If you did not have a blast back then, well, sorry. You will never have the privilege. Unless you are going to be like MJ (apparently he was framed). Dude missed phases of his childhood and so he has to go through it all again at an age when he’s supposed to be a grandpa. There was a time when I wanted to grow up to be Michael Jackson. Well, I was a kid and I was innocent.
Only a child will understand what it feels like to slide down the hill on the seat of your pants. The fact that you are ripping them to shreds is of no consequence. In other words, you don’t give a fig.
Kids wake up earlier than the adults and they start making noise. The doors are still locked but the kids want to be out there in the Great Outdoors.
The happy laughter is in tune with the happy chirps of the birds. This is what creation was created to do in the first place- worship a power that’s greater than them. And the adults question the quirks of their kids. Baffled.
But there are some things kids will have to wait for. For one, they always have to go to bed when its 10:30 on Wednesday night. Reason is that they cannot watch Soul Food on WBS TV. They can only see it if they are sharp enough to peek from the crack of the door.
So they will have to wait until they are old enough to watch Bird pouting ever so beautifully, Maxine trying to look sexy and Terry being such a bitch. Yeah, Terry being her usual stuck up, funny eyed self.
posted by Uganda Tourism Press Journalists at 10:27 AM
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I leave in Flats and you can tell when schools out. Noise everywhere all the time.
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ah! to be young again! 'cept it was MadTV we weren't allowed to watch, so we'd simply sneak into the sitting room round midnight when everyone was asleep and it was on, then watch it with only one tiny notch of volume on and our ears 2 inches from the speakers with cushions to stuff our faces into when we'd laugh! that was THE life!
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