It is very rewarding to know who you are but it’s godly to protect the person of who you are and those that make you who you are. In an African setting, we proudly want to belong but the most important unit everyone wants to belong to is a family.
It is imminent though that few families would crumble at least judging from my experiences if there is no mother/woman. I belong to one too and I want to throw it in everyone’s face that yes, that’s my family, I love my family. It’s a family where we love, love, argue, enable mute modes, and disable them, set up missiles only not to launch them because of our undying love for each other. However there is one who never attempts to mute, set up missiles, hate, punish for punishing sake and that is our mother. Many times there have been tough times for each one of us in our life and if I can remember the person who has stood by me when others are running away, supported me with her last shilling on that handkerchief, grieved when I am grieving irrespective of the reason is my mother.
Last month I was conversing with one of my sisters Nyakato Rose about our life as we grew and one thing we could not argue about was the fact that mum was always on the side of the weak person, the one whose soul is at the verge of destruction, the vulnerable one, the oppressed; in simple terms one likely to lose the battle.
There is a simple detail I want to share about the woman celebrate today, my mother. One time in my Senior four, Dad came to visit and mum suspected in a way that if gave some money to him top give to me, he would end up not adding me any; she roasted her Groundnuts very well and put money in a #Kaveera and placed it in the middle of Groundnuts. In my whole school life that would be the only term when mother did not come for my visitation. I am very sure many people envied the way she treated and cuddled us. That shows you a strong bond that women share with their children, one that I shared with my mother. I remember very well at a young age how she entrusted me with keeping her money, then shop for me everything that Dad would in a way fail to.
Everyone can agree with me that bringing up a child, I repeat a child these days is not very but that woman has brought up seven of hers and many more that I cannot count into responsible people who can serve the nation in different capacities. She has employed and fed countless of Ugandans in the different farming and entrepreneurial projects she runs. At home Dad loves to joke as he calls him that name that everyone agrees to: “FielMarshal”. If there is job that that woman has not done in this world, it is driving drones. I have seen her make pancakes to making mandazi to frying cassava to constructing and roofing houses to burning Charcoal to agriculture and agribusiness (basically here she has grown every crop and vegetable that has ever been in Uganda; and reared variety of animals); I have seen her trek to the market place every Wednesday to sell her products notably Sugarcanes which she is known for in Ibanda Town. Everyone knows Nalongo of Sugarcanes (Her real Names: Nabaggala Gertrude Asiimwe).
She is feared though because of her accomplishments and nature of the works she does but Gertrude is a very hardworking, kind, loving, compassionate, generous, patient, entrepreneurial woman and mother. She is a farmer and business woman. The biggest one word that can describe her is “#Hardworking”! And the biggest achievement she counts to her name is being able to bring us up in a god fearing way and into respectable citizens of this country. The second biggest achievement is the 32 years in Holy Marriage.
The fearless Lioness however is feeling the impact of age now. She spends most of her time at home looking after her different farmlands and animals. The biggest thing she appreciates and makes her happy is to receive a call from one of her children saying hullo. You may say, just that? Yes, that’s what she all asks for?
I celebrate you MOTHER!
Other notable women I celebrate today are: Allen Keitungo our compound sweeper whom I have seen raise five children in the absence of a prodigal father in a very demanding village environment, my fiancée Birungi Mercyline for the wonderful support and love you give me and the moments we have shared, to my sisters Ninsiima Emily, Kyohairwe Penlope, Asiimwe Caroline, Nyangoma Gertrude and Nyakato Rose I celebrate you! You are my Heroines, you make our family a wonderful one and with pride I say I love you!
HAPPY WOMENS Day!
Photo Credit: Muhamya Pius, Joan Busingye and Ninsiima Emily.