Food security is our goal for our home

It is not easy at times to have enpough food at most orphanage homes around the world. Most of them  don’t have enough land to plant their crops in order to have enough ffod to support their children. Others have to live on daily sponsorship to keepthe orphanage running for somew days. But the solution would be to have a place where these kids can have a work program where they attend garden activities and learn how to fish other than giving them fish.
At Nakaseke Children’s Home, we found a lasting solution for food security. At a small piece of land of two acres, we solicit funds from good Samaritans and grow Maize, Soy beans, beans, sweet potatoes, vegetables and some other seasonal crops to keep us going for some time. With a few school going children that we have, we make a program that when they are out of class they attend the gardens so that training the brains goes along side with training the hands.
We make a quick calculation that when we receive some donations like $100, we but seeds and fertilizers and we do the rest ourselves at out own pace when we have time. We value time so much that when we get out of class, each one knows where to go because each kid has got his or her own garden to look after.

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Child Abuse Is Still Common

When I visited Maria Nalwanga from her home which is just 3 kilometers from Nakaseke Children’s Home to see how she is fairing with her brothers and grandma, i was preturbed to find her hand wrapped with a hanky. Her grandma was away and she looked so sad and in pain. Her eldre brother Steven Kavuma who is just ten years had gone to collect firewood in the forest to sell in the nearby town 2 kilometers from their home and her younger brother Calvin was sweeping the yard.004
Maria going to school with her wound
Apparently their grandma had gone to a drinking spree to take alcohol, leaving these young kids to take care of every thing. This old grandma is 70 years and she has no support . Recently, we visited her with some domestic needs and gave them household items for their home.

It was on this day that I found Maria with her wounded hand. I asked her what happened and she cried! She narrated how how grandma bit her hand the previous night when she came back home drunk and bit her hand.
What was the reason? Maria was found sleeping and she shares a bed with her younger brother but the blanket they share is not big enough to cover them both. Calvin was struggling to pull one side of the blanket and the other was also pulling the side. The battle was for a mere blanket and when Calvin tried to cry, grandma was quick to jump up and bit Maria with her teeth. 002
Maria showing a wound that she got after being bitten by her Grandma
Now Maria is struggling with a big wound. The problem now ls that when we report this case to police, they will arrest and punish this old grandma and leave these kids in the house alone.

New Hope For A Street Boy Who Left The Street For Good

From A Street life back to my home.
How Muhammad Bwerere was reunited with his parents


Muhammad Bwerere (Street name- Zubairi Mawerere) has been on the streets of Kampala for one year. He is now living a life of new hope as he lsft street life. As I was walking on one of Kampala streets in the late afternoon on 6th April 2017, I found this young boy. He was dirty and looked tired and hungry. He was opening one of the garbage bin placed at the corner of a small restaurant behind William street. He was probably looking for some leftovers that were thrown by restaurant attendant.
I was touched by how he was courageous enough at this time of the day to look for leftovers and I gestured him to come where I was standing. His response to my gesture would tell me how simple or hard he would be to me. He quickly came following me to where I was going to stand just to avoid some interruptions along the street.
Talking to this young street boy on the street brought some attention of some of the passersby asking what I was after this boy. Street kids are always a nuisance to the public and child sacrifice and trafficking has become a common story. May be they thought I was making a plan to take him somewhere in the guise of helping him. But that was not my concern at all. I went ahead to ask Zubaii as he was commonly known by his peers what happened that caused him to become a street boy at this age of 13. He told me that his father separated with his mother twelve years ago after producing two sons. Zubairi being the eldest and his younger brother who is 11 years old. The two remained with other 12 children produced by different mothers under the care of one step mom.
However, things were not going well in their home as their step mom would mistreat them and denying them food. His father was careless in taking them to school and they ended up grazing goats in the village. Zubairi states that he stopped in primary 3 and would like to continue his studies to become a lawyer. Asked why he wants to be a lawyer, Zubairi told me that in his village there are so many criminals and would like to get rid of that lawlessness in his village.
I asked him how he decided to leave his parents and brother s to come to Kampala, he said he was looking for their mom whom they miss and was told that he lives in the western part of Uganda and yet he lives very far in the eastern part of Uganda some 300 kilometers apart. He started collecting and selling scrap metals from his village to accumulate some money to go and look for his mom. He collected half of what he thought was what he needed and tried his luck by walking the distance he thought was worth the money needed. The money he had sufficed him to reach Kampala and not beyond. He got confused as to what to do next.
Stuck in Kampala for two days, he resorted to staying with his peers he found loitering on the streets. They advised him to start life afresh by using some drugs that would make survive the street conditions especially at night when it is cold. He wanted to try but he failed to comply. This made him to be always alert and sober all the time. He started his business of collecting plastic bottles and bags that are littered on the streets of Kampala. He sold them at 200 shillings a kilo ($0.057). A good day would find him collecting 30 kilograms earning $1.71. Enough to give him a simple breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner.
Life on the streets has not been easy at all for Zubairi. However, he is not alone. His many friends have found life so hard and regrettable. In fact when I found him, probably he was asking his God to give him a way of going back home. He had saved some little money about $7 that he wanted to use when it amounts to $15 in order to buy himself clothes and then uses the balance as his journey fare to go back home. I asked him whether he was willing to go back home if I escorted him back to his parents. He said he will be so happy if someone was ready to take him back from the street life. I bought him some lunch and promised to come back and see what comes next.
His Last Day On The Streets.
When I came back home, I posted his photo on our Nakaseke Children’s Home face book page and some of our friends discussed about his future. One sponsor from America by the names of Tonya promised to give a hand and send him back home. She sent us $50 that helped the three of us Zubairi, me and the police officer who works in Child Protection Unit at the Central Police Station in Kampala. On 26th June woke up early in the morning to go and start the search for Zubairi whom I didn’t know where he sleeps. But I prayed to God that if He blesses me to find this young boy, I will thank him and serve him happily. I used the photo I had snapped him to start where I found him but I did not find him but they directed me where I could find him. I walked downtown with my photo asking whoever street boy I could find but I had the same response to his whereabouts.
I was lucky enough being led by spirit to find him sleeping at 12 noon. Looking tired, hungry and sick, I woke him up and asked him whether he knows me. His answer was yes. I asked him whether he was ready to go back home and he was quick to say yes with a smile on his face. I told him to follow me to the nearest restaurant to buy him food and drink, take him to have a shower and then start his shopping for some clothes and shoes. Then we went to the hair salon to cut his hair so he c an look smart.033
Zubairi in the salon cutting his hair.
Muhammad ready to go back home from the street.
The journey back to Muhammad’s home took us 6 good hours and we safely arrived to his home where we were welcomed with jubilations and some of the family members were so surprised to again see the missing boy in their sight again. Because we had no where to sleep and it was close to night, the police officer recorded a statement from Muhammad’s step mom and we bid farewell to our Muhammad.


A Police officer taking a ststement from Muhammad’s step mother.

We missed to see his father but we made sure we shall follow him up to see how he is fairing, whether he is at school and how he is being treated at home. Kampala is full of street children who are struggling to go back and be reunited to their families but some of them lack support to do so.
Nakaseke Children’s Home is willing to do its dutyies n restoring back the lives of these young boys and girls on the streets. Please support us in this work.
Our main target is to take him back to school and make his dream of becoming a lawyer cometrue. Pray for him that he may not be tempted to again come back on the street. 007
Muhammad Bwerere reunited with his young brother.

Zubairi Mawerere on the streets of Kampala

Muhammad’s young brother with his step brother infront of their house.

Nakaseke Children’s Home – Orphans’ Stories.

70 year old Maria Mary Kyofuna with 3 of the 7 orphans she looks after.

70 year old Maria Mary Kyofuna with 3 of the 8 orphans she looks after.

Maria Mary Kyofuna with 3 of her 8 orphans she looks after.

Maria Mary Kyofuna is 70 years old widow. Her husband died in a bush war that liberated Uganda from 1981-1986. She had 11 children all from one husband. All their property was stolen and the land was also taken by her landlord because they had not secured a land title from him. She was left to wander with her children from one place to another.

However, her children started to die of AIDS. Leaving behind some little ones without any proper care. She has buried 4 of her children dying of AIDS. Two of her 7 remaining children died in a war torn country of South Sudan where they had gone to do business to support their mother and some orphans together with their young ones.

The remaining 5 of Maria’s children are living in abject poverty and they cannot support their mother at the same time support their own children.

Maria has tried her best to support her little orphans to take them to school and feed them. But the climate change has not favored her. Maria is a peasant farmer who survives from hiring a small land to plant some maize and beans to sell and support her little ones. But the long drought in Uganda has disappointed her and she is now crying foul.

She has now opted to drop her grand children from school and they are no longer going to school for lack of school fees.


Maria and her little ones live 3 kilometers from Nakaseke Children’s  Home. She lives in a small house she built on her own with the support of her little ones and some few friends. Although the plot of land she bought is in a swamp, mosquitoes can’t be avoided. They need blankets, mattresses and mosquito nets to prevent them from malaria – another deadly disease that kills most of our people.


Steven Kavuma

Stephen Kavuma is 10 years old and lives with her grand mother Maria. He is now the strongest of the family as he does not discriminate work. He wakes up early in the morning to go and look for firewood in the forest so he can sell them and buy food and some domestic needs as her grand mother is doing other house chores. He dropped from school in primary four in the second term of 2016. His dream job is to become a doctor.

Stephen is opportunistic and looks forward for that day when his dream will become a reality. He wishes to support her grandmother when he grows up and start work. He wants to build her a beautiful house to live in.


Maria Nalwanga 8 years Old

Nalwanga Maria is 8 years old. She dropped from school in the second term of 2016. She was in primary 2 in Nakaseke SDA primary school. Her dream job is to become a Lawyer. Although Nalwanga is an orphan, she is hopeful that poverty will not determine her future. She is happy to  be a child of God and she knows Jesus loves her and her family. One day all the problems will be carried away by Jesus when He comes back.









Mwanje Calvin is six years old.

Innocent as he looks, Calvin has never seen any of his parents except his grandmother. Her mother abandoned them when he was just six months old. He has lived with his grandmother since his infancy. He believes he will be an Engineer when he grows up to support his old grandmother build her a bungalow. He has missed his third academic year in a nursery school when he   dropped from school in 2016 second term.

The Value Of Education.

A School is part of a community and the community is part of a school.

The value of education can be expressed in many ways. It is said “Education pays because you will be poorer without it”. A good education really means a good start in life. Education is the foundation on which you build a life which is not only richer in money (because the educated person is normally better paid than the person who is less educated) but also richer in quality.

A life of quality is found by people, old and young, men and women, who have wide interests, and who are strongly aware of culture and people, particularly people. Education brings awareness.

Education gives you skills. There are basic which you see at work and which you get at school: reading, writing and arithmetic (known as the 3R’s), plus memory and reasoning skills.


Women In Education


Education with good guidance will provide the student with social awareness and social skills such as the ability to get on with others, the ability to communicate well, and make decisions, to choose a career and to get on successfully in the first job.

Education in a good school, with a principal who is a leader and has an enthusiastic team of teachers, also provides the students with maturity at an early age and with confidence and competence to meet the outside world. Education therefore provides readiness for future responsible citizenship.

And also, although it is the role of the home to provide the first instruction in and knowledge of the first particular culture, values and religion, it is the task of the school to reinforce these values. However, the student must make his personal choice regarding these matters, and decide what place certain values, cultural influences and religion should have in his personal life.

Education does not stop at the end of a school career. Education after school provides, for those who want to get ahead, added opportunities to reach their goals. One of the very important tasks of skills development centers is to give information about education after school and to help students choose courses which are within their abilities. There are a wide range of courses from secondary technical education to university degrees.

There is a close relationship between education on the one end and social or economic opportunities on the other. Education supplies the need for professional and technically trained manpower in our progressive community.

One of the major functions of the Skills Development Center is to awaken in the student’s educational awareness, an attitude that education is important and that it is worth making a major effort to succeed in school. Educational awareness is the basis for students’ motivation. A student who can’t see the purpose of his studies will not study. Fortunately, many young people  are fully aware that the road to opportunity is through  a good education.

But students’ motivation is caused not only by the acceptance of education as a great goal; it is also caused by the way that education is received. How is the subject taught? How can the teacher encourage and stimulate her students? Why some teachers got classes full hardworking students and first class results every year in public examinations while other teachers have classes full of angry, frustrated or dull students? What does it take to be a good teacher?

We shall see all the answers in our next content.







Being An Orphan.


A true story of an orphan From Nakaseke Children’s Home.

Zainab Nanteza 16 years

Zainab Nanteza 16 years

My name is Nanteza Zainab from Nakaseke Children’s Home. I am a 16 year old Ugandan girl. I was born on 24th April 2000. I grew up with my mother until I was 9 years old in the village of Kiwenda, Zirobwe road 20 kilometers from Kampala City.

During that period, I asked my mother o take me to my father because they lived separately since my childhood. She eventually took me to my dad and he took me to Real Light Day and Boarding Primary School in primary four in 2014. While at school, my mother passed away. She died of AIDS. I was left with my father.

My father was not financially well and I was given a bursary in that school by the Director of the same school. I completed my Primary level in 2013 and I got a second grade in the following areas:

Mathematics 4
Social Studies 5
Science 4
English 3
Total Aggregates 16


From there I joined Blessed Hope Secondary School in 2014. My father was so happy with me because I was clever and showed me  parental love since I was the only child he had in his life. As you know some people are sometimes not happy when someone is in peace.

I was still in my second term in senior one 2014, my aunt separated with her husband and came to live with my father. She came with her four children and because she was jobless, she wanted my father to take care of her children even at school. My father took all the responsibilities of her husband.

My father was not financially healthy but we lived happily with him before my aunt came. My aunt did what was possible and impossible to limit my father from showing me parental love. In that my father could stop his care of me and take the responsibility of those children. To pay for the school fees, and look after them in every situation.

Life became hard and harder for me because that is the time when I lost my parental love from the only parent I had left with. My aunt tried hard to convince my father to stop paying school fees for me. The reason was that she thought I was going to waste the money my father would spend on her children. And that I was going to get pregnant very soon and drop out of school.

In our Muslim faith, a girl child is considered less than a boy child. She wanted  me to get a man and get married before even reaching my maturity. “Don’t waste money and time on that girl. She is going to disappoint us and produce and get married. After all her mother died”. She used to tell my father.

My aunt used my father’s weakness to stand a chance of ignoring me. She started telling me a woman’s responsibilities in marriage life even at 14 years. I started crying for my beloved mother because by then I was left alone. She spoke abusive words plus cursing me saying “Heeeey…!!! you will be like that ever because you don’t want to listen to my words. You are girl..go and marry and make a family so we can get dowry from you like others”. In too much pain, I finished form one.

I I left school and home after my last examination paper so I could leave them in peace with my father and went to live with my grandma in Wobulenzi  16 kilometers from my father’s home. She was also a jobless house wife who could not afford to pay for my school fees the following year. Although she loved me, I saw no future in living with her.

I tried to go and look for work as a baby sitter or a shop attendant but life was so hard for me because they could not pay well and I was being tortured continuously. While still at work, my grandma fetched me from work that my father had passed away!! That was March 2016.

I then heard of Nakaseke Children’s Home that they help orphans and children without enough care when I had come back for burial of my father. It was July 2016 when I went there. The Director asked me what I loved most between going back to school and joining a vocational school. I told him I loved to go back to school but it was in the middle of the year. I could not join senior two since I had to start from the first term.

I have sat home for almost two years . Had  I been schooling I would be sitting for my O level examinations in 2017.

From my childhood, I had a dream of becoming a surgeon. If I get a chance of going back to school, I would like to show and discover my ability of being a surgeon.

Right now am at Nakaseke Children’s Home training as a Hair Dresser, a course I am pursuing until I start my school early 2017 for my senior two class.


ZSecond from left is Zainab Nanteza in Nakaseke Chidren's Home School of Hair Dressing.Zainab Nanteza (Second from left) attending a Hair dressing class at Nakaseke Children’s Home



Nakaseke Children’s Home


How It Started

Nakaseke Children’s Home was founded in 2002 by James Byogo Musisi after realizing that there is a great need for our children who are disadvantaged that need assistance in different areas of life.

There were four most important reasons why there is a big number of vulnerable/disadvantaged children especially in Africa and some other parts of the world.

  1. Poverty
  2. Corrupt Governments
  3. Diseases
  4. Unemployment


Uganda, like many African countries, is a poor country with an income per capita of $800. While the richest country in the world has an income per Capita of $100.000, there is a big difference in terms of living costs. Therefore, the biggest percentage of Ugandans lives under abject poverty.


.These school children walk  long distances to attend a school and they go hungry the whole day.

This means many children will live in the poverty cycle for the rest of their lives. They will never attend good schools, never have enough health facilities, have no enough food to feed on, and their rights are ever abused.

Children who have managed to be taken to school are ever lacking. Scholastic materials are not provided, they are not fed at school yet they don’t carry their own food from home. That means they will go hungry for the whole day while at school.

Responsible parents do provide some little food which these children will carry to school and by the time they reach at lunch time, it will have gone cold. This means that this food will cause these children to doze in class.

As for the basic scholastic materials and tuition fees, these children find it hard to concentrate due to the fact that the school administrators are ever on their necks to pay for the tuition fees and other requirements.

Uganda being a poor country where almost 80% of its population lives under poverty line, many parents cannot support their families not because they don’t care about them but because