In December last year, 2024, I met some of my old girls and old boys from Kampala Parents' for a reunion. When we met, we almost instantly recognised one another-35 years later.
There were only about two whom I needed to be re-introduced to. Does that happen to you? People still look the same. We have often said that about our school teachers, haven't we?
In this photo, Femrite was launching its short story anthology, 'Words from a Granary,' which I had contributed to. That was in 2001, and I had just joined Femrite, where I volunteered for two years.
I wore a gomesi, at that time. I was in my twenties with a waist the circumference of a blueband tin, and anyone would have thought I would dress like Jessica Rabbit, because I could easily have pulled it off.
My only intention was to dress in something which was totally unexpected, which I did. It doesn't require a lot of planning for me to dress the way I do.
It is just an extension of my creative thought process, which is why I become surprised when people try to copy the way other people dress or talk, or even write, as if they do not have their own original thought process.
None of us should struggle to be unique. We just are. Take pride in your unique thoughts and show up with your own salient features-something which should never be a struggle at all. And something where people will say,
"Aha-yes, we are not surprised. This is who you are."
Do you know who you are?
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