We, the uncounted

For the life of me, I don’t remember ever being counted as part of a census, maybe that explains why things have been harder than usual for me. You never know, might be some kind of census hex; either you take part in a census or your life won’t be the same, ever again.

Yazid Mwiru, a census enumerator, writing on the door after taking the relevant information from the family at Wanyange central in Jinja city recently. (New Vision/File)