Where are those, We swore eternal friendship Still in high school? with lines
That rang true At the tender age In primary school Or college? Not be separated Forever we’ll be together Between laughs, cries, hugs Juras on all sides That we will be friends forever All this was in the past.

This is a poem I wrote in Primary School when I was younger…

Remembering primary school days does not always bring out the best memories.

The piece tells the alarming state of a primary school in northern Uganda.

Woman, son.

I miss you.

I think the test is one of the most important activities at school. I have taken all possible examations primary school I have tasted happiness and sadness.

Life is not easy for everyone.only if we face and solve problems by ourselves can we be independent.

I was surprised. I suddenly realized how pretty she was. I have felt guilty for this ever since.

However, senior secondary school meant hot only hard work. at the weekend I was able to have time off to play football and table tennis.