<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Ekigambo]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ekigambo Blog is a treasure trove of Bible-themed inspiring stories for children, written with love by T. Lapatutu from the heart of Africa, Uganda]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/home</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2026 05:55:31 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Why Isn't Auntie Eating?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Martha, a six-year-old girl, was spending the week with her mother's best friend, Aunt Aisha, because her parents had traveled for work. During her stay, Martha noticed that her aunt was not having lunch with her as expected. She thought to herself that perhaps Aunt Aisha had already eaten before she was brought home from school. This continued until the third day, when Martha finally decided to ask, "Aunt Aisha, are you okay? You haven't been having lunch with me." "Yes, my dear, I am okay,"...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/why-isn-t-auntie-eating</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69a69e134a66df1d29059c1e</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2026 08:40:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_26f8047328e14b848ecb56614cdf135e~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Little Girl Who Wanted To Type Like Daddy]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maya was excited for Digital Space Day. This was a day when her parents allowed her to use her tablet to play games and use the home computer to become more familiar with typing words, creating folders, and saving documents, among other lessons. On the first Digital Space Day, Maya was able to type the word "cat." She was so excited to see the word come to life on the screen. On the second Digital Space Day, she was able to type four words: dad, mum, baby, and dog. On the third Digital Space...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/the-little-girl-who-wanted-to-type-like-daddy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">699c0ec40a8ee989ed68daf5</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2026 08:25:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_f160783af6b34c8294ffce612378ed5e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[New School Term Jitters]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was a rainy Monday morning, the kind of day where you just want to stay under the covers. But for Zion, this wasn't just any Monday; it was the first day of Term 1. Just the day before, she had been asking her mother question after question. "Mama, is my uniform ironed?" she’d asked. "Pressed and ready!" her mom laughed. "How about my socks? Are they in my shoes?" Her mom realized this was going to be a very long list, so she turned it into their favorite game. "Shoes?" Zion shouted....]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/new-school-term-jitters</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698b4a915412b49a8b5a91e5</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2026 15:18:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_24b881b6a0bf47eda440108d6a29b876~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Leap Year Birthday]]></title><description><![CDATA[Four year old Brandon had a very disturbing day at school. While in class, his teacher mentioned February having only 28 days this year. This bothered Brandon immensely because Beatrice, his little sister now making 2 years, was born on February 29th, 2024. Until that moment, he had been thrilled about the new month, already imagining how he would decorate the house for her birthday. "Brandon, welcome home! How was your day?" his mother asked as he walked through the door. "Thanks, Mum, but...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/the-leap-year-birthday</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6981c747322c09b8312bcb47</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2026 10:03:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_c806a1d38af847ef8ca52de40369113d~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Bicycles, Puzzles, and Age]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Ohhh, Jeremy! I can’t even get my bicycle out of this spot, yet you seem to circle around the house and come back to find me in the same place. I hate this! Why can’t I ride this bicycle yet, even though I am older than you?” Paul said with great frustration. Jeremy stopped, leaned his bicycle against the wall, and walked toward his older brother. "I am sorry, Paul. I also don’t know why it’s easy for me, and it makes me sad that it’s hard for you, because I would love for you to ride along...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/bicycles-puzzles-and-age</link><guid isPermaLink="false">697c344b2c80129225d57bf6</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2026 04:38:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_fe8c8da76b1944598c62e1743e5dcd0d~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cyrus Beats His Fear of the Dark]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cyrus was always terrified when the power went out in the night. It was dark and scary for him. He would be playing with his brothers, Mark and Rodney, and as soon as the lights went out, he would start to cry loudly, calling for his mum. This situation started right from when he was a baby; he never liked to be in a dark room. As he grew older, the fear of the power going out never left him. It continued to frighten him. His mother, who was concerned about his fear, decided to buy him a...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/cyrus-beats-his-fear-of-the-dark</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6973383093f6d3facb625133</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2026 09:00:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_2a32283367444867988bd913a70a0bdc~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Stuck in Traffic Jam!]]></title><description><![CDATA[The traffic jam on that Saturday afternoon was terrible! The cars crawled along, moving like sleepy caterpillars.   "Daddy, we're not...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/stuck-in-traffic-jam</link><guid isPermaLink="false">685920fa4b45cd8de12ee95e</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2025 09:42:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_65da57545d664529bdd4d91f67ea342a~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What is a Refugee, Daddy?]]></title><description><![CDATA[The news was just finishing when an announcement came on: "Join us tomorrow as we celebrate World Refugee Day! " "Daddy, what's a...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/what-is-a-refugee-daddy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6856ffd27c8357c9037a0e78</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2025 19:03:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_5a7664e9b0ad4fe18c3f9f319e9ce4ed~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why do towels get dirty? ]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Mummy, you always say we need to take a shower so that we can be clean, right?” Little Angie asked her mother, almost out of the blue....]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/why-do-towels-get-dirty</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6853d2f9c2b68b3576ce9610</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2025 09:08:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_b6c3b4c1705f4273a927389b0c35f546~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thank you, Mr. Garbage Man!]]></title><description><![CDATA[There was a funny smell coming from the cupboard that morning. “Mummy, something smells funny in here!” Elizabeth told her mother as she...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/thank-you-mr-garbage-man</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68511994d8437c49c9c92a8d</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2025 07:31:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_22c7bdab9fed48d0abd2da51efce8e95~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Uganda's Motto]]></title><description><![CDATA[Jeremiah had learned a new song, and he loved it! Every morning, as soon as he woke up, the song filled his room. 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Daddy had also tried to hold the baby and...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/the-baby-s-cries</link><guid isPermaLink="false">684e8aeb653508bea4fdc66b</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2025 13:14:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_df289f70d6f645c4a622b04e0a00b71b~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Dream Car Arrives!]]></title><description><![CDATA[After Daddy left the house, waiting for him to come back felt like ages! 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Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Baby Gemma's Immunization]]></title><description><![CDATA[As little Gemma turned six weeks old, her mother told her two sisters, Mala and Anza that baby Gemma was going to the doctor for her...]]></description><link>https://wkyeyune8.wixsite.com/ekigambo/post/baby-gemma-s-immunization</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6831063f5a31670dbb71b35c</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2025 23:42:29 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/cefa9f_3ae08656575a4f6bb2ef75003f616b61~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_500,h_500,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>T. Lapatutu</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Giraffes and Elephants in the City]]></title><description><![CDATA[Whenever the brown travel bag was pulled out, it always meant that Daddy was travelling somewhere far for a few days. 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