Monday, September 20, 2010

The Bududa Disaster


A poem by Ali Balunywa

Last Saturday, Maama Watoto, an organization looking out for interests of children especially in Uganda held a fundraising function to build a school for children of Bududa in Eastern Uganda, where mudslides caused havoc in March. The chairperson invited me to contribute to the occasion by writing and reciting a poem on Bududa. I quickly came up with the following:


As disasters come, this struck without warning

The date was March 01, 2010 in the morning

The place was Bududa district in Uganda

On the slopes of Elgon mountains yonder

It was a major disaster ending up as a tragedy

And the wretched of the earth looked at it as a parody


The torrential rains brought the calamity

With potential strengths destroying the fraternity

A 200-meter wide landslide caused destructions

A 3-village area dissipated into fractions

As hundreds of lives were lost

Other hundreds became ghosts


The president of the country dressed in combat

For the people of the country to know it was poignant

He carried on his shoulder a rifle

Since the situation was not trifle

He invited his army to help on cue

To aid the people to rescue


The weather made the roads impassable

Making the rescue missions almost impossible

Delivery of large mechanical equipment was not possible

Because the roads were not passable

So the digging had to be done by bare hands

Raising the number of lives lost in bands


There were no more schools for children to go to,

There were no more workplaces for adults to go to

The rivers were swollen

The houses were fallen

And the people were crestfallen

As their homes were fallen


All was destroyed

And bodies were interred

Women and children

Men and brethren

All were affected

By the land slide effect


Swollen rivers caused flooding

And pit latrines washed in marauding

And pillaging slides

Causing diseases,

Displacements

And encampments


Now it is up to you the unaffected

To assist the affected

Schools are needed

For the offspring in need

Please contribute generously

Bigheartedly, openhandedly

Munificently and charitably

Globalization

Question:

What is the truest definition of Globalization?


Answer:
Princess

Diana's
death.




Question
:
How come?





Answer
:

An
English
princess
with an
Egyptian
boyfriend
crashes
in a French tunnel,
driving a

German
car

with a
Dutch
engine,

driven
by a Belgian

who was
drunk



on
Scottish
whisky,



followed
closely by

Italian
Paparazzi,

on
Japanese
motorcycles;



treated
by an American doctor,
using



Brazilian
medicines.

This is
sent to you by



a
UGANDAN

who received it from a

MALAWIAN

who was using

American
Bill Gates's technology,

and
you're probably reading
this on your computer,



that
uses Taiwanese chips,
and

a

Korean
monitor,

assembled
by



Bangladeshi
workers



in a
Singapore
plant,

transported
by Zimbabwean

truck drivers,

hi jack ed
by Somalis,

unloaded by
Mozambique
longshoremen,

and
trucked to you by Nigerian illegals....

using

electrical plugs supplied by Indian Shop

Tiled by

Chinese

That, my friends,
is
Globalization

Laugh your way into the new week

Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are excessively mischievous.

They are always getting into trouble and their parents know if any mischief occurs in their town, the two boys are probably involved.

The boys' mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in
disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.

The mother sent the 8 year old in the morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Do you know where God is, son?"

The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.
So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is God?! Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed, "WHERE is GOD?!"

The boy screamed & bolted from the room, ran directly home & dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, "What happened?"

The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in
BIG trouble this time!" "GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!"

Understanding what marketing is pliz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Professor at one of the IIM's ( INDIA )

was explaining marketing concepts to the Students:-

1 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say:
"I am very rich. Marry me!" - That's Direct Marketing

2 You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.
One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says:
"He's very rich. Marry him ." - That's Advertising

3 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her
telephone number. The next day, you call and say:
"Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me ." - That's Telemarketing

4 You're at a party and see gorgeous girl. You get up and
straighten your tie,
you walk up to her and pour her a drink, you open the door (of
the car) for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her ride and then say:
By the way, I'm rich. Will you marry me?" -That's Public Relations

5 You're at a party and see gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and
says:
You are very rich! Can you marry ! me?" - That's Brand Recognition

6 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say:
I am very rich. Marry me!" She gives you a nice hard slap on your face .
- That's Customer Feedback

7 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say:
"I am very rich. Marry me!" And she introduces you to her
husband.
- That's demand and supply gap

8 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before
you say anything, another person comes and tells her: "I'm rich. Will you
marry me?"
and she goes with him - That's competition eating into your
market share

9 You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before
you say:
"I'm rich, Marry me!" your wife arrives. - That's restriction
for entering new markets