Harvest Academy by Sinza

It is my honor to be the Principal of Harvest Academy. As always, every good thing presents its own unique challenges and I have had my fair taste of those ever since I took on this role. However, every so often I get a shot of encouragement that gives me tonnes of fuel to continue running this race and reading this piece was one of those really special moments. This final article in the “The Harvest Academy Series” is by Sinza Crystal Muwanguzi, who is also my daughter. Sinza turned 9 in October this year and is finalizing Grade 4. She loves singing, writing songs, mathematics, spelling, cats and dogs.


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Harvest Academy by Mark Guum

At Harvest Academy we intentional about creating a F.R.E.E learning environment. F.R.E.E stands for Fun, Respectful, Excellent and Empowered. Mark’s article confirms to me that we are on track. Mark Guum Ogwal is 8 years old and currently completing Grade 4. He loves planes, children and science especially the experiments. This is Harvest Academy through his lenses.


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Harvest Academy by Hunter

This week, I present to you the “The Harvest Academy Series” – a child’s view of a school very dear to my heart. Hunter Tumusiime is now 7 years old and is currently completing Grade 1. He loves soccer, basketball, running and acrobatics. It is said “One picture is worth ten thousand words.” This picture by drawn Hunter when he was 6 years is one of those.


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Today I present to you Netanyahu: The Poet. Netanyahu Benjamin Ajiri is 11 years and in Grade 7. He loves rap and rhyming words. He writes;


If I were to go away

My last words would simply say

Or if I were to journey far

My brethren this is what I would say


I hope you prosper in this way

BE successful everyday

And when you don’t

May you remember He is the potter and you are the clay


May He lead you-not astray

And may He answer when you pray

May He guide you in your life

And on your deathbed where you lay


May you be alright, ‘I say’

May the sick get well ‘n’ okay

May no one have broken bones

Or fractures in their vertebrae


May the hurt go through today

Forget the sorrows of yesterday

Long for a better tomorrow

Humble their hearts and start to pray


May the LORD be your host

Fill your cup and plate and tray

Restore your heart with your desire

What you cannot ever pay


And for the wise whose heads are gray

May your robes-with scent and spray

Signature the LORD of night and day

Who made the sun and stars with say


And for the weak ‘n’ weary

Whom to their enemies are prey

May He lift you on eagle’s wings

Strong and straight as a mathematical ray


And for the captains at the bay

May you have good sailors, winds

A boat, cargo that is in good weigh

And an attitude that tells a captain, ‘Aye’


The last words I’ve really said

In memory of a song I did play

Remember me! Oh my brethren!

For the last line I choose to say!


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This week, I present to you Desiree: The Motivator. 

Desiree Kainembabazi is 14 years old and in Grade 8. She is an incredible singer and loves to write songs, poems and to bake. She writes;

A Giant I am

A Giant I will be

Overcoming temptations

Overcoming intimidations

Going through the mountains

Going through a wall of Jericho

Going through a Goliath in life

Building an ark to conquer that flood

And a winner I come out

An achiever I become and live as


Success is my middle name

I call to the LORD

And a giant I become the more

Death, failure, witchcraft and possessions

Are not in my vocabulary and life

Because of Jehovan Jireh

Jehovah Nissi

And all glorious names

I am a giant when I face my battles

With only the beginning of my life

He shall forever always be.

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HARVEST ACADEMY: In the beginning…

Tr. RebeccaTr. AngellaTr. DoreenTr. CathyTr. DianaTr. Johnny

When Chris and I decided to homeschool our children in 2010, I had no idea the kind of journey I had just subscribed to by saying yes to that call. With all the doubts and fears, I took the leap of faith to instruct two precious ones at home with an understanding that I was committing to two children for the next 12-15 years of my life. How wrong!

Warning signs began to show when I had friends express interest in entrusting their children with us in the homeschool. As you can imagine, I would not hear of it. At the time, I felt like two children were ENOUGH! Four hours a day of questions, energy, life and exploration with a two year and a five year old daily was enough to make me break sweat without a jog! Lemuel is always experimeting with anything ranging from collecting insects, creating mixtures of harpic, jik, dissolvved soap, perfume, omo, and baking powder, small time hiome made bombs from the black substance on a matchstick, electrical experments and anything else he can land his hands on. And he has managed to recruit his meticulous and organised sister into the mix. To imagine that I can multiply that by 20, 50, 100, 200 or more students with time was not a welcome idea. At all!

But God has this incredible sense of humor. Being heavily involved on leadership team, I was very aware that Worship Harvest had a plan to start a school in response to the fifth global giant: Illiteracy. Every time our Lead Pastor Moses talked about it, I got extremely  agitated with conviction to step up to the challenge: Lead the education part of the church vision. As if that was not enough, for about a year every time I arrived at Worship Harvest Naalya for garage, a swarm of children run to me automatically. If they arrived later than I did, they came to me to say hello before they settled in their seat. Well, eventually I said yes and the journey began.

Today, I look back on 2014 in amazement at how far we have come. I did respond to the call to think beyond our two-student homeschool and chose to believe that God indeed knows the end from the beginning. For the next three weeks, I will be giving you a sneak peak into the world through the eyes of some of our students who make me absolutely proud. I am forever thankful that I said yes to the call to Harness the Greatness in every child and raise them to be leaders that transform their communities.

To begin with, I would like to celebrate the amazing laides and one young man who literally gave their lives, time, resources, sweat, tears, homes, name it to set this ball rolling. They were there in the beginning when we ferried saucepans, plates, cups, buckets, and all kinds of kitchen equipment to keep in the office because the kitchen itself was not ready. They were there in the beginning when all of us did everything-recieve children, go to the bank, go to the market fo shopping, cook the children’s meals, wash dishes, take them swimming (all of us apart from the chef went along), cleaning our three calssrooms and so many other activities involved in setting up a new school. We have weathered all kinds of storms together and we have shared intense joys together as well (I will never forget the kitagururo dance we had in the office on the last day of the first year!)

Rebecca, Angella, Doreen, Cathy, Diana, and Johnny: You are my superwomen and superman. It would have not been the same without you. I am absolutely proud of you. You have made Harvest Academy shine and this story can never be told without your names being printed on the very first pages because you were there….. In the beginning!




Today I celebrate 24 years of an active vibrant relationship with the lover of my soul, my best friend: Jesus Christ.

It was one afternoon in the Bweranyangi G. S.S.S Old Dining Hall (ODH as we dearly referred to it) when I could not deny the tenderly strong urgency in my heart to walk forward in response to the call to nearly 600 girls to give our lives to Christ. A group of born again boys from Ntare School were concluding a play about Jesus with the actor walking to the edge of the stage with arms stretched out towards the audience. They had excellently displayed the sacrifice Jesus went through on the cross just so we could be reconciled to God. The image that stays with me to date is the scars of the nails that were driven through His hands.

I knew in that moment that I needed to walk forward. There was a witness deep within that truly “Jesus Loves Me!” My response to the call was not one of the fear of hell, but rather one of the beloved who suddenly comes fact to face with the magnetic power of love. Like the Shulamite, I could hear His voice drawing me to Himself, inviting me to come away with Him and I was totally taken.

The voice of my beloved!

Behold, he comes

Leaping upon the mountains,

Skipping upon the hills.

My beloved spoke, and said to me.

‘Rise up, my love, my fair one,

And come away.’

My beloved is mine and I am his.

He feeds his flock among the lilies”

Song of Solomon 2:8, 10, 16


24 years later, the first words I heard from the lover of my soul this morning were;

“Remember throughout today that I love you. Meditate on it. Think about it. Reflect on it. I love you.

So if you meet me today, chances are rather high that I will be singing the old powerful Sunday school song:

Yes! Jesus loves me!

Yes! Jesus loves me!

Yes! Jesus loves.

The bible tells me so.