I remember these words said to me circa 1991 as if it was yesterday. I had failed technical school admission exams. My grandpa, seeing I was distraught said: “I know only of Makerere University. It’s where the best go.”
The rest as they say is history. I went to Makerere University. And my Grandpa was right.
It is where the best go.
But after going there, I learned about other places like reputable foreign universities, etc. But the lessons from the streets whether in Kampala or Mbarara or London or Bangkok streets, are timeless.
Once in a while, get out of your car and walk on the streets. Feel the vibration. Try to see the ingenuity of the folks that make a living on the streets. They are real thinkers.
To all those who keep the streets running. And to Grandpa.