In an upscale Hotel, I rushed to the loos and without stopping to read the labels entered. As I wielded my energy to open the fly, behold a lady came out of one of the toilets.
Mumbling apologies, I dashed out and pushed open the next door, only to be met with sharp eyes of ladies who were carelessly minding their very important business, probably not expecting intrusion, especially from the opposite sex.
"This hotel's washrooms are all meant Ladies?" I wondered within me
Kumbe the first Lady had used the Gents
Always read the labels!
In my village of Musese, even when I was of tender age still vividly remember us having a beloved priest called Coning.
You know this, our Catholic Church has been so tolerant that it would entertain all people; including drunkards before they could rescind into their lucidity interval. Who are we to judge? It was not strange that a man or two would come to church and if Mass delayed he passed by Nabalayo's mini brewery or Wakoko's joint in Shisatsa then join Mass later.
On this particular Christmas, Coning had preached, prayed and then,
"By this Holy water and by your Precious Blood, wash away all my sins O Lord".
The good reverend Father started sprinkling us with the "Holy Water".
When the sanctification began, there was a stir in the congregation caused by mumblings and a sharp smell of crude waragi.
The Catechist requested the person who has been drinking to move out and 7 of them left the congregation.
Father Coning also reacting, put the bottle of the "Holy Water" to his nose, quietly replaced the lid, went back to the altar, picked another bottle and restarted the sanctification.
Todate, even in death, Rev Father Coning of the Tororo Archdiocese, Nyondo Parish remains our most favorite Parent in Christ.
"By this Holy water and by your Precious Blood, wash away all my sins O Lord".
Was that Waragi sanctified?
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