Growing up, I was diagnosed with intestinal cancer, and this was due to the poor house we lived in with my mother. The house emitted poisonous fumes from the walls and ceilings and this affected me. I kept loosing bit per bit of the intestines each fortnight till I had none and I passed on!!. After 12 days in the freezer in a mortuary, I awoke on the day of my burial. It's a miracle that I am alive today.
It has since been my pain seeing people live poorly due to their incomes. Children nolonger dance in the rain, when clouds form, worry wears their faces for their house might pass with the winds or the rain and left with nothing at all.
My goal is to change the housing in Uganda. As I start a company of making prefab houses, I intend to sell to the upper class and donate freely to the low class.
