Short Story

from A Matter of Belief

By Kathy Lynn Harris, Copyright 1998

They told me he died at base camp. Peacefully. But I don't believe them. It was
gruesome; it was violent. Maybe he fell thousands of feet, maybe miles. Maybe
his spine cracked from the impact. Perhaps nature's ragged sculptures of ice
penetrated his lust, or left him dangling in mid-air, staked through the heart.

His mother is here now, has been since the funeral. I stare at her across our tiny
kitchen table and notice her black linen dress is beginning to look worn. I know
before she speaks the grating of her voice, how it takes every inch of my
tolerance and twists my very being into tiny knots.

PARABLE
The Lion and the Rat
One day a small rat surfaced from his nest to find himself between the paws of a
huge sleeping lion, which immediately awoke and seized the rat. The rat pleaded
with the fierce beast to be set free, and the lion, being very noble and wise, and
in no need of such small prey, agreed to let the relieved rat go on his way.

Some days later in the same part of the forest, a hunter had laid a trap for the
lion, and it duly caught him, so that the lion was trussed up in a strong net,
helpless, with nothing to do than wait for the hunter to return.

But it was the rat who came along next, and seeing the lion in need of help,
promptly set about biting and gnawing through the net, which soon began to
unravel, setting the great lion free.

The moral of the story is of course to make the world your debtor - even the
humblest of folk may one day be of use.

SCIENCE FICTION
the human colony on the planet Argo has long explored and exploited the
technology left behind by an extinct alien race. But then an archaeology team
accidentally activates a terrible weapon: a weapon that will destroy the entire
colony, and its star, if they cannot deactivate it. Evidence at the site suggests
that the weapon was created for the ancient Argonauts by another race, a race of
traders. The archaeologists discover a map of their interstellar trading empire,
and the coordinates of their main trading station. Although the information is
over a million years out of date, the only hope for Argo is to send a ship and crew
into the unknown, to find the traders—or anyone who can help them find a way to
shut down the weapon.
RECIPE
Prep time: about 20 minutes

Ingredients:

¾ c. flour
1 tbsp. sugar
1 tsp. baking powder
½ tsp. salt
1 tbsp. margarine
1 egg
¾ c. milk
½ c. blueberries, washed and drained
extra margarine for the pan
Utensils:
stove (you'll need help from your adult assistant)
large bowl
mixing spoon
saucepan
medium-size bowl
whisk
measuring cups and spoons
spatula

Directions:

In a large bowl, sift together the flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. Set the
bowl aside.

Melt the margarine in a small saucepan.

Crack the egg into a medium-size bowl, then add the milk and melted margarine.

Whisk egg mixture until it is well mixed.

Add the flour mixture to the egg mixture. Whisk again until both mixtures are
blended together.

Put extra margarine in the saucepan and heat it on the stovetop on medium heat.
It is hot enough when the margarine starts to bubble.

Use a measuring cup or a small ladle to spoon the batter into the pan. Put some
blueberries on top of each pancake.

Cook your pancakes on medium heat until small bubbles appear on the top.

Use a spatula to see when your pancakes are light brown on the bottom. When
they are, flip them over with the spatula.

Cook for another few minutes until the pancakes are light brown on the other
side.
Remove your pancakes and put them on plates to enjo

POEM
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;

Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

The Promised Land

Kushaba Moses Mworeko left Uganda to seek asylum in America, but now
he's living in limbo

by Will O'Bryan

Published on July 28, 2010, 10:17pm | 0 Comments, 7 Tweets

Ugandan politics took a sad walk onto the world stage at the end of 2009, when
David Bahati, a member of Parliament, introduced a bill to gruesomely enhance
his country's existing laws against gay people – making it a crime not to report
gays, and going so far as to call for the execution of gays in some circumstances.
The death penalty provisions have not become law, but Uganda remains hostile
territory.

Kushaba Moses Mworeko

(Photo by Todd Franson)

Kushaba Moses Mworeko, a 31-year-old Ugandan, knows that firsthand. In

October 2009, the same month Bahati introduced his bill, Mworeko, who usually
goes by Moses, made his first trip to the United States. While the official purpose
of his trip was to participate in an HIV/AIDS conference on South Padre Island,
Texas, Mworeko already had hopes of finding a U.S. port to shelter him from the
homophobic storm back in Uganda.

''You are subjected to police arrests and torture, and sometimes these people die
in jail,'' Mworeko says of the situation for gays in Uganda. ''Unexpected house
searches sometimes lead to bribes to protect oneself from being exposed by the
media.''

Mworeko's visa expired in November, but he has remained. From Texas, he came
to D.C., where he participated in a press conference organized by the Human
Rights Campaign, Truth Wins Out and others to oppose February's National Prayer
Breakfast. Organizers of that annual breakfast, ''The Fellowship'' (aka ''The
Family''), are reported to have ties to Bahati and other homophobic elements in
Uganda. Bahati was even initially invited to the breakfast. That conference and
other efforts helped draw attention to the plight of gays in Uganda, leading
President Obama to use the breakfast as a platform to criticize Bahati's bill as
odious.

While the furor over Bahati's bill has died down, Uganda remains one of the
world's most inhospitable countries for gays and lesbians. But it's not alien.
Actually, it's much like America of just a few decades ago.

''Americans struggled with gay rights for a long time,'' Mworeko points out. ''I
know it was very hard at the beginning. The way it was very hard for Americans at
the beginning, it is very hard, very difficult for Ugandans, and Africans in
general.''

What is very different, however, is that when American gays of the mid 20th
century were taking their first swipes at oppression, there were not other
countries recognizing gays as an oppressed minority and offering them asylum.
Today, America is one of those countries that does. Whether or not it will offer
safe haven to Mworeko remains to be seen.

METRO WEEKLY: How long have you been in Washington?

KUSHABA MOSES MWOREKO: My birthday was the first day I was here in D.C.,
Feb. 1.

MW: Was that a good birthday present?

MWOREKO: Yeah, I think it was. [Laughs.]

MW: I know you came from Uganda, but is that where you were born?

MWOREKO: Yes. I'm from a district called Bushenyi in the southwestern part of
Uganda. The village is Kagonge. I lived there until I was 20. I did not live in the
village where I was born, but I went to boarding school in the district. I went when
I was 7. All my life I was in boarding school.

MW: What was your childhood like?

MWOREKO: My childhood was good. I was from a well-to-do family. My dad used
to live in town, in Ishaka, and I would stay with my dad. It was fun, although at
times I used to miss the country life. Cows, gardening....

MW: And your relationship with your parents?

MWOREKO: My parents passed. My dad died when I was finishing elementary

school. My mom died when I was 15, in junior school.

MW: They were victims of the AIDS pandemic?

MWOREKO: Yeah. And I have two brothers and three sisters. I am the firstborn.

MW: So you became –

MWOREKO: The head of the family. The others were between 9 and 14. The oldest
were responsible for the house, for working. The others were just kids.

My dad was rich. He had some businesses in town. When he died, everything shut
down. Everything stopped. My mom was a housewife and she lived in the village.

I made sure that when it was time for holidays, we would all go back to our house
and do gardening, prepare crops. Other times, everyone would be at school.

MW: For a 15-year-old boy, the challenges of raising your family must have been
overwhelming.

MWOREKO: Definitely. I didn't see myself as head of the family. ''Moses, what do
we do?'' ''Moses, what about fees?'' And I had to look for people to take care of
the kids when I was not there. Whenever it was time to go back to school, I would
send them to those uncles who would help them during school time. When they
would come back for holidays, we would be in our house, just alone.

MW: Was this also the time you began to think you might be gay?

MWOREKO: Actually, even before my parents died, they knew I was gay. It was
known at my elementary school.
At first, people could tell because of my behavior. Then, at school, with the boys I
used to live with in the dormitory, there was a guy. We came from the same
village, we went to the same school, we were studying in the same class and
sitting at the same table. There was attraction between us. We started having
sex, and that spread in the boys' dormitory.

MW: News that you were having sex spread?

MWOREKO: No, the kids started having sex. We were young. It was experimental.
Of course, I definitely had those feelings. All that spread through the dormitory of
like 40 people.

What happened, I think, is that one of the boys did not like it and was forced to
do it. There was a conflict between him and the one who was imposing it on him.
They fought, and that's when the news came out and the teachers found out.
They said, ''Okay, who has done it?'' We were all rounded together and beaten,
punished. Because it started with me and my friend, it all came to us. They had to
send for our parents and it was nasty.

My dad was furious. Of course, he had to punch me before the teachers. Then
when I went home for the holidays, they had to beat me. I mean, the firstborn –
''You are shaming us. This can't happen to us, to our family.''

After my parents passed, during high school, I was free. Although, in my high
school I was being helped by my guardian, an Anglican priest, who decided to
help me with my education. I remained in the closet because of that.

MW: Did you meet this man through church?

MWOREKO: He was a friend of my dad. They went to school together. He was a

family friend.

I went to university after high school, but I waited for like three years because I
didn't have the money for university. I did a lot of work to take care of my
siblings. I taught at a junior high school. Then I worked in a taxi. Then I learned
how do to do hairdressing.

MW: Here, the cliché is that if a man is a hairdresser, he's probably gay. Was that
the perception in Uganda?

MWOREKO: Yeah, that's how they thought of it. I was braiding hair. That is a
''woman's job.'' But they liked my service. I enjoyed it, but I didn't want to keep
doing it.

I still had my dream of going out to help people who are so disadvantaged. I really
wanted to go to university and get the resources, that body of knowledge, I
needed to help.

MW: And when you eventually got to university, what was the environment like?
MWOREKO: I started in 2002, studying social work and social administration at
Uganda Christian University in Mukono, 20 miles from Kampala. The person
paying my fees was my guardian, the priest. And this was a Christian university,
so my social life wasn't all that.

When I started university, the Internet wasn't there – just a few people accessed
it. But toward the end, by graduation, the Internet had come. We had [gay]
websites to go to. The Internet exposed me more to this. That was 2004, 2005.

MW: Was there anything like gay bars in Kampala?

MWOREKO: No. Absolutely not. Even if gay people went somewhere, you would
not tell, you would not know. But I met some gay people through the Internet. I
got in touch with people who started the gay websites, other Ugandans.

MW: It was an e-mail with one of those friends that put you in jeopardy?

MWOREKO: Yes. That was when I was already working. After I graduated, I was
given a job at that very university. I was teaching. And my guardian's office was
in that university. He was the director of a church program: Theological Education
by Extension.

That's the time I had the freedom to do whatever I wanted. I lived in my own
house. I was free. I felt like I could do whatever I wanted to do.

MW: Did you have any reason to think your guardian might have suspected you of
being gay?

MWOREKO: No. People would comment on my behavior, my lifestyle, and it would

just stop at that.

But this one day, I was in his office accessing the Internet. I was communicating
with my boyfriend. My guardian called for me abruptly while I was in his
secretary's office. I knew I was coming right back, but as soon as I went to his
office, the secretary came in. She read my mail. When I came back, she said,
''Moses, were you the one on my computer?'' I said yes.

''What's this?'' she asked.

''What?''

''What's this?''

''Well, what do you think it is? And what's the problem?''

MW: This secretary, did you know her very well?

MWOREKO: I did. She had worked for my guardian for many years. She was my
friend. I was part of that group who worked in that office. But when she saw this,
it ended with her intimidating me and threatening to report me to my guardian.
Of course, she knew the consequences if she reported me to my guardian or to
the school officials.

By then, I was also a student. After I'd earned my bachelor's degree, I decided to
enroll for my master's in public health. So I was teaching and a student at the
same time.

The rules and regulations were so clear about homosexuality. The moment they
get you, you are expelled from school. If you are an administrator or staff, then
your services are terminated.

MW: Would they inform they police?

MWOREKO: No, they would just expel you. Just get rid of you.

MW: Did she tell your guardian?

MWOREKO: She did not tell my guardian, but she did tell the dean of students. I
happened to go to junior school with the dean of students. She knew who I was.
We used to talk and joke. She called me to her office and she said, ''Moses, you
have a problem.''

''What problem?''

''No, you have a problem.''

''No, I don't have any problem.''

MW: When she called you to her office, did you know it was for the accusation
that you were gay?

MWOREKO: No, I did not know. I thought it was for our usual conversations we
would have. But with her tone, the way she spoke, I thought, ''This must be
something different.'' All of a sudden, of course, my mind went to that. Then she
said, ''You need to confess and we have to have some counseling for you.''

I said, ''I have nothing to confess, and I don't need any counseling because I don't
have any problem.''

MW: Were you frightened?

MWOREKO: Definitely. I was thinking of my job, my career. If I'm expelled, what

next? It was going to be catastrophic.

So I said I didn't know anything. She said that if I didn't confess to her so that she
could put me on counseling, then she would report me to the administration. I
think she was trying to put herself in a better position: If she didn't confront me
to confess and the school administration knew about it before she reported it,
then she would be in trouble. But I denied everything.

In the time since graduation, even before that, my guardians and aunties had
started telling me, ''You have to get married, because you are the firstborn and
you need to bring a wife who is going to be at home in the village.'' So when all
this was going on – reporting me to the administration – then the marriage issue
also came in. It helped. I went to my guardian and I said, ''Okay, I think I need to
get married.''

MW: But to whom?

MWOREKO: I had never seen her, but my guardian knew her dad. They went to
school together in Kenya. He's also an Anglican priest. They organized it.

I saw the girl for the first time, and we talked. She was ready for marriage. My
guardian called her and told her she would have a great responsibility if we got
married: ''Moses is the head of that family and you will need to take care of those
people.'' She said, ''Fine, I have no problem with that.''

MW: How long did all of this take?

MWOREKO: It was just a short period of time. Everything was just happening –
boom, boom, boom. [The dean] took about two months to report me. It was in
bits, in just half a year. When the administration called me, I said I was not gay.
The dean of students was given the task of following up the case. Then it was the
counseling department. I kept reporting to those people, so there was no way
they could terminate my contract, because they had no proof. I expected her to
submit [the e-mail] proof, but she did not. When it came out that I was to get
married, I think she was like, ''No, let's not....''

MW: And you got married?

MWOREKO: I did.

MW: Were you hoping that the marriage would make all your problems disappear?

MWOREKO: No. I absolutely did not have that in mind. Actually, my boyfriend told
me, ''Moses, you cannot get married.''

Mworeko

(Photo by Todd Franson)

I said, ''Well, I am going to get married because of these reasons: I want my job, I
want to continue studying, this pressure from my family, my students no longer
respect me. I can't keep on like this. I don't want to die now. I need to have a
stable mind. I need to do this.'' So I went ahead and got married.

MW: Was your boyfriend furious?

MWOREKO: He wasn't furious, because he knew what was going on.

MW: How was married life?

MWOREKO: We did not have sex. There was no arousal.

MW: Did your wife know what was happening?

MWOREKO: Before we got married, there was the church counseling. The priest
said, ''You don't have to have sex the first night or the second night. At times you
are nervous. You don't know each other. When things don't work out, that's
okay.''

I knew what was going on, but I said, ''Okay, the priest told us this.'' She had the
hope that maybe things would work out. Unfortunately, things did not work out. I
had to ask her, ''What do we do?'' She had no idea.

I came up with a suggestion. I told my boyfriend. He was a medical doctor. I told

him about it and he said, ''Okay, both of you can contact me. If she is willing to
accept you taking medication for arousal, fine.'' We had a phone conversation
with him, the three of us, and we agreed on that.

MW: This doctor was your boyfriend, and your wife didn't know?

MWOREKO: She had no idea. But he worked in a good, international hospital.

We'd gone there before our marriage for our HIV testing, but she had no idea who
this person was.

MW: Did this situation hurt your boyfriend?

MWOREKO: He was hurt. But we got the medication and I used it and I was able to
have sex with her. She was happy with me and got pregnant. We had a baby. He
turned 2 years on the 16th of June.

But we never lived together. [My wife and I] worked in different places, about 200
miles apart, and it was too expensive to commute. And my son was born when I
was not there. I was working in Iraq.

MW: What were you doing in Iraq?

MWOREKO: I went to work for the U.S. Army. The job was ''security specialist.'' I
took that on because, first of all, I wanted to get out of the country. I was so tired
of the job at the university and all that was going on. I needed a break. I was no
longer concentrating on my studies. I was so depressed. I just wanted to leave.

MW: So Iraq was your vacation?

MWOREKO: Iraq was my vacation. [Laughs.] I went to Iraq just to relax, and it
helped me. After six months, I went back to Uganda and I got the job with the
AIDS organization.

MW: And that's the job that brought you to America. What happened once you got
here?

MWOREKO: When I came, I had in mind that I wasn't going back because of what
was going on in Uganda. I have already told people, going to jail in Uganda for
just one night, one would rather spend his whole life in jail here.

I did not know any person here. Well, there were people I knew, had been in touch
with, just friends. But I did not rely on them. I was going to Texas and they were
in New York and Tennessee. I did not have a person to go to and say, ''Okay, I'm
here. I need this.''

So when I was in Texas, I looked for organizations that would help me. I came
across Other Sheep. It's part of the [Metropolitan Community Church]. I contacted
the executive director and he responded positively. He lives in New York, but they
have an Africa coordinator in Texas. He connected me to that person, who is from
Kenya. He also got asylum here. We got in touch with him and I had to travel after
the conference from South Padre Island to Dallas. In Dallas, I went to an
organization called Human Rights Initiative (HRI). They referred me to
Immigration Equality.

He helped me get in touch with some other organizations that could help me,
because I was not mentally well at the time. I had some problems. I had
nightmares, all that. He took me to the Center for Survivors of Torture and I went
through some counseling. I met a doctor there and he gave me some drugs. I still
use those drugs. They help me.

I don't know how HRC and Truth Wins Out found out that there was a gay person
in Texas who was trying to seek asylum, but they organized the press conference
during that time that The Family was going to have its National Prayer Breakfast.
HRC and Truth Wins Out, they contacted me. They took all the expense of
bringing me up here so I could speak, and that's how I ended up in D.C. After that,
of course, they had paid for my return to Dallas, but I felt being in D.C. helped
me. I met some people and they proved to be in positions to help me. I would
have more opportunities here than in Dallas. That's how I ended up staying.

MW: At the time, the proposed ''kill the gays'' bill in Uganda was big news here.
How was it being debated back in Uganda?

MWOREKO: Gay issues making headlines started in 1997. That's when the media
started saying, ''We need to expose these people that are shaming us, shaming
the community,'' and put names in the newspapers. They would put your name,
the organization you were working with. They would put where you live. The
moment they put the organization, you are fired. When people know where you
live, they chase you. It was crazy. That's when things started becoming so bad.

MW: Although President Museveni has been saying awful things about gay people
for years, the climate today seems even worse.

MWOREKO: The ''ex-gay'' people and ''The Family'' have gone to Uganda and they
have said there is therapy for gays, meaning you can ''cure'' that. And the
Ugandan church believes them.

But it was already there – it just helped turn the stone. A straight, indigenous
person full of this Africanism says, ''Well, these people are coming to help us
because this is a disease. And it's a white-man's disease. So if a white man comes
to help us get rid of it, then it is fine.''

In the '80s, in the '90s, no one talked about this. It's not there, never exists. No
one is looking for you. But because the president used to come here, travel
around the world, hear gay people demonstrating for equal rights, he would come
home and use them as examples: ''Can you imagine people, instead of fighting for
education, they are just talking about homosexuality?'' In '96, '97, many gay
Ugandans started knowing each other, coming to groups, having parties,
meeting. That's when things started coming out and the media started talking
about it and it caught people's attention. ''What's this? What's happening?''

Africans, in general, have their own culture. It is just an African way of life, of
looking at things. It is family. My grandparents gave birth to 13 children. My
uncle, he has four women and I don't even know the number of children.
Everything is centered on family, family, family, children, children, children. I can
give you an example: If I married and we had only girls, my family would advise
me – not to divorce – to get another wife so that I can have a boy. That boy is
looked at as a person who will continue the family. If you are gay, not having any
kids, what is going to happen to you? When you die, you are dead. What happens
to the family? It's dead.

MW: Where does your request for asylum stand?

MWOREKO: On the 16th of June in Alexandria, that's when I had the interview with
the asylum officer. On the 29th of June I went back for the results. I went to the
counter and she said, ''Sign here.'' I said, ''What is it?'' She said, ''Well, the officer
did not grant you asylum. You are signing that you are going to appeal.'' I asked
what could be the reason. Of course, they were stated. One was like, ''material
inconsistencies,'' then ''lack of details.'' And then, ''material implausabilities with
regard to country conditions.'' I signed the paper and I asked her about the
material implausabilities, the conditions in the country. That's when she said that
maybe things aren't bad in Uganda. But then she said, ''We have not denied you
asylum. You still have the court to go to. You can still appeal.''

There were other people there receiving the same news – no, no, no, no....
Because of what I have gone through in life, I know how to take care of myself in
certain situations. That's it for now. I accept the charges against me, that I am an
alien and I am here illegally, all that stuff. And I will put my case before the judge
why I am here illegally, why I decided to stay, and then we'll request an appeal.

MW: In the meantime, Bishop Rainey Cheeks is housing you?MWOREKO: Yes. I

became friends with Rainey Cheeks the first day I came to D.C., even before the
press conference. Some friends of mine organized a talk for me about what was
going on in Uganda and that's how we met. When I went back [to Dallas for my
belongings], he's the one who brought me back.

MW: So now Bishop Cheeks is your guardian?

MWOREKO: Yes, he is my guardian.

MW: You have a history of strong religious people in your life.

MWOREKO: And I am religious.

MW: Do you go to Cheeks's Inner Light Ministries?

MWOREKO: I do. It's a very good place. It incorporates today's Christian way of
life and African tradition. They mingle the two together and come up with
something complete. As an African, I think it's good. I feel a sense of belonging.
It's like a family