HER HUSBAND SAFELY TRUSTS HER She is a virtuous woman What! More precious than rubies Wow! Her husband safely trusts her Sure She has no need for a spoil. Okay She does him good, not evil All the days of her life Who can find such a woman? She seeks provisions and delicacies How? With her hands, she works willingly Like a merchant ship, she brings food from afar While it is yet night, she feeds her household Her maidens lack nothing. Who can find such beauty? With her hands, she considers a field Carefully, she plants a vineyard With strength, she girds her loins Her hands are strong for the task Her lamp never goes out at night Her hands hold the spindle The poor never sleep hungry The needy lack nothing in her presence She is a woman of valour She is not afraid of the cold For her household is clothed in scarlet Her children sing like birds by the river Her husband is respected on every street Honoured among the elders She stands like a queen of the land She wears strength and honour...
By Abunerry Torit. The Voice of Ink It is quite stunning to mention how Ugandans and their authorities are harassing their fellow neighbours, the South Sudanese. Throughout my stay, I have learned a lot from Uganda, both politically and socially. Earlier on, as a refugee in Uganda, I experienced hospitality; I do not know if my childhood deceived my understanding. Today, it is quite different. In Uganda, if you identify as South Sudanese, you will be given names that do not match your identity. South Sudanese are harassed beyond measure, as noted. Calling a South Sudanese person a Sudanese is harassment. You cannot equate me or identify me with another nation when I am not. Many times, we are identified as Sudanese instead of South Sudanese, a mockery suggesting that our lifestyle still equals that of the Sudanese people. You know what it means to be in Sudan: terroristic, slavish, ruthless, uncivilised… Walai, mention more. Ugandans should know we are no longer Sudanese; we have a s...