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Welcome to my world. I'm Tricia Gloria Nabaye, on a mission to advocate for gender equality, human rights, and democratic governance through the lens of feminist intersectional practices. With nine years of experience, I've honed my skills to be a force for positive change. My strengths lie in problem-solving and effective cross-cultural collaboration, and I thrive in leadership roles. My analytical perspective ensures that my advocacy is data-driven and impactful. My primary focus is on feminist leadership consulting, where I provide valuable insight and guidance. I also offer rapporteur services, ensuring that essential discussions are documented and shared. As a feminist researcher, my deep commitment lies in addressing gender issues, empowering women and girls, and advancing public policy advocacy. I'm a visionary dedicated to shaping the future of advocacy with a strong focus on human rights. Join me in our journey to drive positive change. Together, we can build a world where gender equality and human rights are at the forefront, ensuring a more inclusive and just society for all.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

ON JOBS REJECTED,JOBS ACCEPTED AND NUGGETS OF WISDOM



 So I  have had an opportunity to turned down a job offer not that I didn't want it but because it was the right thing to do in that moment. Now, let me give untimely wisdom, something I have come to learn and accept.
A lot of opportunities are going to come and some, more juicy than anything you have ever known.Now it is going to be utter foolishness to swipe down a lot of them. But here are a few pointers to give you ground on how to go about some of these events. Especially,for recent graduates.

1.As a recent graduate, you are going to need enough facilitation to keep you going so save some money to get you through your job searching and Job days. When I went for an interview recently, I had only 5000shillings given to me by my best friend (bless her soul) but even still the circumstances where such that I had to figure out a way to get to her as soon as possible for her to get me that money on time. So save up especially for jobs that are far from your place or home.

2. In the event that you have not saved up at all(especially given our saving culture as Ugandans) like me, you then settle not for less but for a doable thing, search for job opportunities around your home area or nearest to your home town with a little income cost. I have been lucky to do my apprenticeship in an area very close to my home (Thank you Jenipher,I can brag about it now. ) The ease about it, is that you spend very little and yet you can be at work early. You get a bonus for coming to work early and you spend less on facilitation.

3.Volunteer, the good about it, is if you are volunteering, you choose the days to come, so you come on days that are favorable to your pocket. And believe me...there is joy in doing so.And for a start, be sure you will be facilitated once in a while. A lot of places offer lunch and transport to their volunteers.

4.On turning down a job,like I did must count for alot of reason, In my case, regardless of a salary or faciltation the truth is I was to spend more than I was earning, now that is bad business. Being just out of college,saving should be the biggest priority on your list. As much as opportunity strikes once, be sure that you don't want to work for nothing or spend more money than you earn.

5.Lastly, but not necessarily least, Trust your gut, a lot of times we don't trust our judgment of things(especially women when it comes to bad relationships that we just cannot leave) But your gut says a lot about how you will perceive the kind of work that you will be doing. So never sell your gut short. You will be fine ...and I know I will be fine as well. We all have some grace spelt out for us, as a matter of fact I am a m as I write this and I am a Marketing executive as I write this and it pays good money.
See you on my next experience and thought pattern. And go out there and make your experiences greater.

You are worth every opportunity that is worth while and you can be anything you put your hands on.
Good luck Graduate!!!


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

ON LOVED ONES GONE AND THE THINGS THEY TAUGHT ME.(RIP)

Now this is my 30th blogpost and I would love to dedicate it to people that have left us and gone to be with the Lord but in one way or the other shaped my journey and taught me a lot of things about my self both directly and indirectlty
 With great sorrow and love I have cherished the lessons of life these people have given me.May their memories live on through the years.I miss you but I know the Lord must have loved you to be by his side.
My friend and fighter,lover of life and sport.He brought millions joy and laughter and he taught me to love and live life.He was a jewel for many...learning to live without his charm is going to be the hardest thing because his memory is alive every single day.
He was a hero to many, a brother to most of us and a friend to all.He surely taught me not to be negative and to laugh my way through life.I MISS YOU BABZEE
Ruth Ndugga,My Grandma, She taught me the meaning of Forgiving and letting go.Life to her was all about loving and giving...even to the end she remained with her big giving heart.She taught me to put others before self. In her many lessons to me,she taught me to love the Lord(that is priceless) her love for the Lord was amazingly innate..she loved the Lord with a passion that rub off on everyone around her and she was interested in people.oh how she taught me the meaning of Love..it is selfless.I MISS YOU JAAJA (Aunt Ruth).

And then she happened!! Maya Angelou. Born 4th April same as me and a lover of life.She was the true definition of perseverance, patience and focus.How she held on, I barely could but her stories and love for poetry and writing is the reason I can share this piece of me with you.Her hope is the hope I have mastered today to keep going on in times when giving up looks better.Do I get days when I want to stop.(many of them)do I stop..No. Maya taught me that giving up is not a solution but rising up to remember the reason you started in the first place.
 She was a people person and understood the need to help the hurting hearts. I now know what others possibly go  through every single while. Maya taught me that. RIP MAYA.
Joan Rivers,looks like the last person to learn from huh?Well you are just about wrong.You see this Icon lived life so large with risks,danger and fun.She lived everyone's dreams as her own.And she taught me to laugh at everything including our selves.Those nights I was glued to the screen to watch Fashion Police.I was more excited to hear her speak and put a smile on my face.She sure did crack me open most of the time.She taught me that life is large."And once you die,its over...you are gone, so enjoy life now because once its over,its over" those words from her remain with me along this road called life.And then some day, once it will be over I will be thank you for these Souls that have taught me a lot about life in their own way.

This years has surely taken something from me but has also taught me a lot to help me go through the years to come.Its not over till God says so.As I celebrate these lives that have in special ways made me a better person.I pray that you find solace in knowing that you too have heard angels walk amongst you and these angels though human bring a comfort to our lives while we have them.The love and warmth of their hearts is what helps us cope along the way.
Rest In Peace dear ones.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

LIFE IN THE STREETS OF KAMPALA #UgBloggers7Days.

For no special reason this night was special, as I watched the crowd.
 Oh couldn't but stop and see the wealth of a nation...no, it was the cemetery...it was the life in the streets of Kampala.

DISCLAIMER: The people in this post are by no means a representation of Kampala as a city.
And there I was,for no special reason...noticing the things that have skipped my intuition for a long time.
The crowd full of dreams...some attained,some pending and some living with unfulfilled dreams.And all of us taking on this journey of life.
Men and women in no variance running through life.On this particular night...youthful people a little somber at the loss of a national AFCON qualifier game.It had to be tonight...The passion written on the jerseys they wore.The day had finally come to an end.
As I made my way...home these streets became so alive than ever before..why had I never seen this all?

The lame beggars...that brave the discomfort of the night on verandahs...I almost bumped into their wheel chairs..parked safely near their hard paper beds...the night has set in for them after a long day of begging on the very streets that provide the safety of the night.There, they lay having a rather shabby meal of snacks that do not guarantee their health to be wowing...I stop in my stares...and my mind ran to the most unlikely thought...they are brave men and women...life may have not smiled on them with fortune and their pain may have reached numbness but these people are in so many ways a blessing...if you stop and realize that you are just about grateful for that home you go to.They are preachers of hope and comfort...they are reminders to us that we are more than fortunate

Then my heart hears the screams of the street preacher...for some reason this night has more male preachers than the ladies... they probably have been out here since dawn and right there, in the heart of the city they proclaim the near judgement of my soul...my heart skips a beat knowing so well that their words reckon meaning to me...In every second that goes my heart is reminded...that anytime could be the final.
Overwhelmed I feel, but more concerned for the preacher that in his need to bring many to Christ his voice is lost in the crowd...The anguish on some faces is far piercing...the stories I eavesdrop on..to my suprise say little of the people I see...empty faces,smiley faces, a lot with indifference...just plain nothing to them.

And Alas!!!Vegetables fall!!! A lady...a street vendor running off with what's left of her merchandise and after her are well-built men in Yellow...it finally strikes home the KCCA officials are at it again.Night hunt downs for people selling vegetables on the "clean streets of Kampala"
As the street children rush to pick the oranges and other fruits that have fallen...my heart breaks for the vendor.Another loss,yet the day looks like it has come to an end...how will she retire today?Is there looming hope in such a business...does the later hold promise than the former?Even I can't give her the answer.
So I tread on to my destination-home and I carry the joy,the fears,the pain,the agony and the hope that is deeply rooted in the life that treads on the streets of Kampala...The night is far spent,Maybe tomorrow will be great day for the lame beggar...or for that fearless street preacher...or maybe the sales will be great for the Street vendor and the crowd might have some emotions to touch and feel.
Am just a passer-by but I live each moment as I go through the Streets of Kampala.

Friday, October 03, 2014

ON MBABAZI WOES,PAID WAGES AND WHY I THINK GOD IS A GENTLEMAN

I have been trying so hard to avoid putting my thoughts across on the Mbabazi demise but circumstance pushes me to the need to say something in light of the after month of his state. A lot of people have come out in admiration of the way the former Premier handled the situation and a lot of talk has been on how diplomatic and influential he handled the fall out.But yet again, my concern is with the level at which Ugandans forget so easily  the times the former premier and the  power source outplayed Ugandan intelligence and left us wondering if there was any level of love built in their beings.
You see, Mr Mbabazi is a very cunning man and us being Ugandan and so fragile with emotional genes we tend to be oriented in feeling the pain and hurt of others so easily.We forgive so easily even the atrocities done to the future of our Nation and to many generations to come.
Maybe it is time for the Premier to pay for the many corruption cases that went unheard or even defended,leaving a lot of us looking stupid in the face of evidence being availed as well.Am frustrated by the little things we overlook...I am excited for the future especially in the face of any revolutionary hint.Am hungry for change and for democracy and if that takes men so loyal to the power source coming down,am ready to see it happen.Too bad for the former Premier that in his need for some power he got his legs cut off,but good for me because one man is down and who knows how many will come down with him in the near future.One by one the mountain will burn and I will be a step close to seeing a new country. After all, it take destruction to have new growth...we need some of chairman Mao's constructive destruction one of these days.

In the due time,as  Mr Mbabazi is trying to find his salvation,I got a government salary for the very first time(I am meant to write about the experiences from the census one of these days) did I feel the fulfillment for the salary? probably not but I felt motivated to go over my next journey with a smile and with energy of a warrior.Perhaps God is a gentleman with no particular color!He has got me thinking of my life theme"If it is to be, it is up to me" but as much as it is up to me, it is as well up to God.Maybe God knows better and maybe his timing for the future is what we have to work with.And in due time,our effort along side God's direction  in our eventualities will probably not hurt our decisions.
May Mbabazi find solace in knowing that I am grateful that he got a piece of his own medicine and may Uganda see more confusion with in the head of house's camp just so the youth of the day may get the chance to their future that is NOW. And may many Ugandans join my jubilation in the near arrival of the freedom for the land.
I love my Country.

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