True Iron Bloggers:
- Adedayo Adeniyi (@daydah) :
- David Opati Aswani (@susumunyu) :
- Manfred Gosch (@1aolivenoel) :
- Christine Graf (@christinegraf) in Christine Graf – Blog :
- Hagen Graf (@hagengraf) :
- David M.Wampamba (@idesignwebs) :
- Juergen Rinck (@irgendlink) :
- Jonathan Rukundo (@iam_rukundo) :
The lazy ones:
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- David Opati Aswani (@susumunyu) -25€ or 5 good deeds
- Shedy Serem (@shedyserem) – 25€ or 5 good deeds
- David M.Wampamba (@idesignwebs) – 25€ or 5 good deeds
- Juergen Rinck (@irgendlink) – 20€ or 3 good deeds
- Martin Gosch (@gosch_martin) – 20€ or 3 good deeds
- Adedayo Adeniyi (@daydah) – 15€ or 3 good deeds
- Manfred Gosch (@1aolivenoel) – 5 € or 1 good deed
Liebe Blogleser von 1aOlivenoel,
diese Woche war ziemlich knapp an freier Zeit um auch ein wenig die Vorweihnachtszeit zu genießen. Ich hoffe bei euch war es anders
An einem Abend in dieser Woche aber, habe ich mir dennoch freie Zeit genönnt und ich besuchte einen Ölvortrag. Mit großen Erwartungen bin ich in der Reihe gesessen und habe auf den Beginn gewartet.
Die ersten Minuten waren schon bezeichnend für das was kommt und es war klar wie der Abend verlaufen wird. Ich kam mir vor wie auf einer Kaffeefahrt. Die Teilnehmer werden irgendwo hingefahren und dann den Abend über zugetextet um dann am Ende einzukaufen. Genauso ging es mir bei diesem Ölvortrag. Mit chemischen Formeln wurden wir Zuhörer überhäuft und Geschichten von archäologischen Ausgrabungen von vor 10000 Jahren war die Rede.
Der Abend plätscherte so dahin ohne neue Erkenntnis. Auf konkrete Fragen aus dem Publikum wurde „politisch“ geantwortet. Lange Sätze viele Worte ohne Inhalt aber immer wieder mit dem Verweis auf die noch folgende Degustation mit der Möglichkeit die Öle gleich im Anschluß kaufen zu können. Auch auf die Konkretisierung der Frage aus dem Puplikum wurde nicht und nur ausweichend geantwortet – schade.
Die Degustation begann. Der Moderator und seine Frau waren hervoragend aufeinander abgestimmt um maximale Spannung aufzubauen auf den anchließenden Verkauf.
Nur seine Öle seine Fette perfekt. Olivenöl (was mich u.a. interessierte) so wurde erzählt, wird heute nur noch maschinell und in Hainen angebaut deren Olivenbäume im zickzack angebaut werden um diese mit Vollerntern abarbeiten zu können. Ich bin seit vielen Jahren interessiert in diesem Bereich unterwegs – habe so etwas aber noch nie gesehen. Ich hatte mir lange überlegt ob ich etwas sagen wollte ob er schon mal bei einer Olivenernte mit dabei war. Ich hatte mich dagegen entschieden.
Sein Konzept der Abendveranstaltung ging auf. Die Teilnehmer zückten die Geldbörsen und kauften ein.
Was habe ich aus dem Abend gelernt. Verkaufen ist gut aber nicht um jeden Preis das entspricht nicht meiner Philosophie.
In diesem Sinne einen schönen 2. Advent und eine gute Woche
Whenever I make up my mind to buy a new phone, it is usually the beginning of a strong love affair. First I list all the things I need in the phone, starting with the things that frustrate me or are lacking in the current one. Of course this leads to several phone comparisons and this goes on and on for days.
Since then I tried to read it but found no time. At the moment I’m in Malindi and it’s the perfect place to read books. I could stay easily for 6 weeks longer
The book starts with a quote
“When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool.” – Chinua Achebe
The story is about Mayna, a Matatu driver in Nairobi, Kenya who is starting a kind of revolution in his country. I don’t want to tell a lot about the story because it’s better if you read it by yourself.
What I found most interesting are the descriptions of normal life in Nairobi. The life of all the characters like Mayna, his parents, his wife Nyawira and his daughter Maria who suffers from a serious illness. The corrupt police officer Captain Ademba and his wife Achieng. The owner of the Matatu and his conductor Kama. A group of hackers who helped Mayna providing a website (Joomla ), a twitter account, a facebook page and a lot of data they took from the government and media agencies.
I recognised many places I have been during our week in Nairobi and my impressions were slightly different from a European point of view. By reading the book from the perspective of a Matatu driver or a police officer I understand now a little bit better how corruption and life (e.g. relationship men, women) in Kenya in general works and how complicated it will become to change that to the better.
The story itself is sometimes sad, sometimes funny, sometimes revolutionary. It’s a mixture of Hollywood and Bollywood with fast cars, beautiful women, hard working people, corrupt police officer, a killer and a group of hackers. The end of the story comes a bit fast and I would love to read part 2 of the story
Luckily I have the paperback of the book but I didn’t found it on the Internet. The ebook is available at Amazon.
Buy it, read it and learn about Kenya.
I set out to blog at least once a month to fulfill the obligation as an ironblogger but recently it’s been hectic to fulfill the obligation.
In the recent 2 months my company Gagawala Graphics ltd, which offers services in Website design, Website hosting, Graphics design and printing to the market in Uganda, received a number of orders quite more than before. The orders included social media management by one of the top 10 private financial institutions in the countrt, 5 websites and for the first time a mobile app.
Being the leader of the website development, I had to choose between investing more time and serve the clients or spare time for blogging. What would do you do, if you were in my position?
I decided to put all my time in designing these websites, reporting to our clients and I would blog whenever I had some energy and free time. Extra Time & energy, would be hard to have though. In the end, I couldn’t blog.
1. I developed a reusable WordPress theme, which can be used on any website and customized without any coding. The theme allows you to position the header, navbar, hero, top bar wherever you want. You choose background colors for many sections, you set font families, font sizes, font colors, and is loaded with many widget areas for flexibility. I to provide the theme to the public domain after code optimization in January for free of charge. I also believe this is the last theme, I may have developed using bootstrap 3, since I want to adapt to bootstrap 4.
2. I developed a WordPress widget plugin which can fetch any posts from any post type and category. You choose in settings to display post thumbs or not, the number of posts, set the number of columns in which the posts should be arranged, set number of words for title and excerpt. They are quite many options that make this widget quite powerful and of benefit to almost every WordPress powered website.
3. Successfully developed 2 mini web applications on WordPress. I call them mini because they don’t features for managing front end users. But they allow someone to register for a loan online and visa card online. I’m super excited of launching Next Week.
My biggest lesson, is that WordPress robust as a CMS as well as a web application development framework.
Friends of mine from Europe and other places not Africa have always asked to know about the African Wedding. I am not sure about that, but for me, a wedding is just a wedding. There is not much difference, if you are doing a wedding in Africa or in Europe or somewhere in Asia, the plan is that the groom gets to leave with the bride. So my friends where here for my wedding, Hagen, Christine and Joerg, and it was a wonderful time.
By many standards, our wedding was really simple. By simple i mean that we tried as much as possible to do everything within our budget and since we are not rich, trust me, that was simple enough. The last week of the wedding is usually very busy for the couple, I spent my week touring around in and out of Nairobi. The day before the wedding we went to Stella’s house, my sister…..and for the time we were there attended a Garmin workshop by Joerg…….(not a real workshop) played Bao game with hagen and carried the table to my apartment. Then we went to the Helipad of Jomo Kenyatta Convention Centre, and we could see from far how fast the rain was running towards the city. I later went for a shave, which ended up taking a lot of evening time which is always a problem when you have white people around you and are not sure about the time estimates.
I woke up at 5:45am to the singing of the birds, what a day. It was a wet morning and the earth was still recovering from the pour of last night. My errand of the day mainly to get married that day, but there were challenges I needed to win to get there. First I had to return Stella’s car, I have been using it for some days and this day she needed it, which meant I was without transportation and I had to look for alternatives. I also needed to know how my mother will get to Westlands, the place where she was supposed to pick the lady I was marrying. I needed to be in Limuru without defects, the venue of my wedding and for some reason, everybody’s eyes were staring at me so I had to be at my best behaviour.
I always want to keep my head busy, especially on a day like this being busy takes my mind out of stuff. Today, I chose to be in my leaders meeting, which for a reason is being held in Limuru. I was surrounded by love from many people as I prepared for this day. Breakfast, prayer and fellowship started the day. Then I was in my suite with my best man, best friend on my side and when I looked outside I could see the car carrying the bride parked. A few steps outside was the grounds, looking amazing and decorated, and the guests were starting to walk in, others already seated. So I had to do a loong walk to the altar,before the bride could follow later.
There infront of people we exchanged our vows, and we were married. Together with our loved ones we enjoyed a day of dancing, eating and talking, something really common in an African wedding. So when you ask me how an African wedding is like, am still not sure, not different from Asia, or a village in South of France or downtown Zurich. For me, a wedding is just a wedding. I have been married seven days now, I have an early morning flight tomorrow for my honeymoon so please, allow me to catch some sleep.