Levixone and Trinity
Levixone: “Our houses were separated by a trench. I come from a family of 12 children, although I’m the only one from my dad. One day when Trinity’s family had just come to Kosovo I saw him eating a kindazi… He gave me some and that connected us.”
Trinity: “I’m lucky that my mother had taught us the gift of giving. She taught us that when you get something, you share with other people. When we came from Mengo, I had been exposed a bit more, and I had a bit of money.”
Made in Uganda
About this time last year, I met in an art studio in Mutungo, a Kampala suburb, a young inventor and his friends. They weren’t creating anything new, just applying themselves to their own version of an existing idea. With no funding, no lab, nothing except their determination and wit, these young men were trying to build for themselves a helicopter. As insane as that sounds, they had gone quite the distance into it. Their chopper had gotten off the ground a few meters. Its fabrication was crude to say the least. But then again, prototypes are not designed to be shiny…. It was the Wright Brothers all over again, this time, not in a dingy Chicago bicycle shop, going against all odds, but in a ghetto workshop somewhere in the outskirts of town.
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We ask her to share some of the books that impacted her strongly when she started reading. Without skipping a beat, she replies, “Ugly Duckling… How can you be that ugly and everyone, including your mother, ignores you!” She was very touched by the underlying themes in the story. The second book on her list is more arcane. “Rumpelstiltskin” she says. When we ask why, she goes on, “The word itself was very difficult to pronounce. Remember, I got this book when I was in Primary 3. And with my mum, you would never leave one book to go to another until you had completed it. I used to read a book a day. She was that serious.”
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