By Christine Keehe In the quiet hours of dusk (twilight) and before dawn, when the world is cloaked in a velvet darkness, the Northern Bypass transforms from a lifeline connecting…
By Christine Keehe On a quiet evening in Wakiso District, Sarah (not her real name) sat quietly in her small home, her eyes fixed on the floor. Just hours earlier,…
By Christine Keehe Today I woke up and thought deeply about how we are nurturing our children to face tomorrow. Does this question ever disturb your thinking? The question is,…
By Christine Keehe Yesterday, I was watching a news article on HIV on NBS Television. As I listened to the stories and statistics, something within me was stirred, an awakening…
BY Christine Keehe Many middle-aged workers are working long hours, yet at the end of the month, their pay-checks barely cover the basics. Bills pile up, dreams are put on…
By Christine Keehe Yesterday, as I headed back home after a work meeting, I decided to swing by a local supermarket to pick up some freshly baked bread for breakfast…
By Keehe Christine In the early morning light of Kidepo Valley National Park, a silent procession of trucks carried a symbol of hope, rhinos, long absent from this rugged landscape.…
By Christine Keehe Uganda continues to grapple with a growing cancer burden, with health experts warning that late diagnosis, limited access to treatment and persistent stigma are fuelling preventable deaths…
By Christine Keehe Today, I woke up and thought deeply about how we are nurturing our children to face tomorrow. Does this question ever disturb your thinking? As parents, are…
