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&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;Sometimes my life  doesnot have any  plan, intention, liking but ... i came in knowing this world too late  and getting used on the situation i have passed  in  here i Uganda.&lt;br&gt;Having  the heart of loving is a wealthy to me,those who love me and those who  hate me .. i appreciate all ... we the displaced people , black colored  in Africa ...&lt;br&gt;  uganda my country  the elegant adventure full of  poverty and tribe segregation, suffering and joy , living and death ..  every body  loved  this country all year s.&lt;br&gt; Even though  we are takn  as refregees  i never had the hate  of living ,  the love  of every one   who flows red blood  and human too , we all remain as brothers and  sister.&lt;br&gt;I was born on the  15 of September 1990   in Uganda, Kampala  city at mengo hospital [buganda kingdom] the suffeing and the love , the  bad and the good situation  i have passed in  never gave that chance of  happiness ,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I believe  Kampala is the greatest city in Uganda  for  year i have lived here  i never got any thing good that is mine  ,any one trusted,  every one is wicked...&lt;br&gt;  Every morning i take a  walk down his streets , it ask me  my names what am i doing here, who  are you, where are you from , i get no reply ... am a no body here those  who pretend that they love us  most are  enemies ..&lt;br&gt;   Poverty visting like a visitor ,  i get a heart of question with a no reply?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do  i have a reply ?  after  half a lift time  spent  here this land still  remain alien to me and i to it .... no  one here knows me, none except   orphans because am like them .....Neither do they belong to a country ,  just drop  down  where to find food.. when they  are full then  get  there way&lt;br&gt; I dont have home , my mum is home,  who was  abandoned  by  relatives  after the death of his husband on the 30 dec 2005 in Apac  district [Uganda] i dont have any home but mum is my home ... the one  i  know the one who gave me life , who  gave me every thing  and one who  is feeding me now .. my mum , a ugandan , father too ..&lt;br&gt; Look the  tear  of a black Ugandan woman , with six children   at hand , chased  away  from his home land because of proverty  but she still remains as  my sweet mother ..the one who created me  and i know her as God to me    .. suffering never meant to her as end of life ... if being with some  body means i can be true to all ....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We are the displaced  people from the central part of  uganda from the district of kampala  staying in mutungo street found in capital city of Uganda&lt;br&gt;          This was thrrough the result of abandoning since the year of 2005 , when  our father  died  and left us alone and we were abandon by our   relatives in northern Uganda lira district, they abducted all our  fathers  properties and they promised us that they will do some thing to  us , which they never fulfilled up to today...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; In 2003  i was  chased away from school,and all my brothers and sister because of fair  .. we are at home now. i left my high school up to date , doing little  jobs to survive .... which cant build  me, forcing life which is hard  for me ..&lt;br&gt;      we are temporarily living in the district of Kampala  .. our number is 8 now , one mother who is struggling for us , which she  cant manage,we are 6 children in a family, and am the third born  struggling without hope , forcing our self to be OK but we can not.&lt;br&gt;    We therefore look forward the success of this request , which would enable us to resettle in our ancestral villages&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; Posted by &lt;span&gt;lebone bryan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-of-ablack-african.html"&gt;3:50 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-of-ablack-african.html#comments"&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5421627798678765668&amp;amp;postID=1251652827926668782"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" alt="" width="18" height="18"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                  &lt;div&gt;        &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wednesday, August 5, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;          &lt;div&gt;        &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;a name="3470163335137913185"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt; &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2009/08/photos.html"&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="mainphoto" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/87/09/98309078/1_837196236l.jpg" alt="brian2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="mainphoto" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/87/09/98309078/1_588022706l.jpg" alt="bb.JPG"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; Posted by &lt;span&gt;lebone bryan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2009/08/photos.html"&gt;10:20 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2009/08/photos.html#comments"&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5421627798678765668&amp;amp;postID=3470163335137913185"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" alt="" width="18" height="18"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span&gt;Monday, August 3, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;                    &lt;a name="3233219517555086408"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt; &lt;a href="http://lebone-bryanugandan.blogspot.com/2009/08/biogr.html"&gt;BIOGR&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  The name bryan lebone is synonymous with meaning high light his father ,  son of a great ugandan soldier  who was know as a general in a  sub-country as oyam south ..but died poorly  in 1991 ...lebone was born  on the 15 of semtember 1990 in buganda kingdom at mengo hosipital .. he  was rised up in kampala the capital of uganda ...&lt;br&gt;        Lebone was   brouht up by his mum and father  in kampala ,1000mile to sudan.. he  settle in  uganda , determined to make his name as a proffesional doctor  , by 1996 he was taken to school.. luzia church of uganda primary  school to recieve knowledge , by 1998 he turn his attension away from  school anmd emabarked upon the serie of a senior footballer which he  hoped would make him a ugandan footballer  but things never went good ,  in 1999 his worst day in life , his first friend to be hated by him ....&lt;br&gt;        his books brought him down cause he never had any attentin at  school, he was  dence in class but he had common sense.....after the  loss of his friend , lebone turn to be lonely all his life , he never  admired any thing in this world .. but what he like most was being what  he was dreaming to be ....he struggled alot and turn him self to be  expendable , but wasa at a heat a replicane with strong  scense . he  took part in the dember revolution of the 2005 , and gave spirted  support to the the burrial of former ugandan president who the founder  of independence of uganda in 9 october 1960 in akokoro district (lira)   in nothern Uganda ..by 2006 his father was poisioned at the village ..  lebone joined basket ball, playing in vegeterians in luzira ... in 2007  he got another friend know as sanga fiona , she was a girl , by 2008 ,  through his trust ,,, fiona fall in love with lebone .. on the 22 feb  2009 fiona came the first girl to kiss lebone ....by 17 june 2009 he got  a little missunderstanding with SANGA 
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEBONE BRYAN IS A BORN KENYAN UGANDAN ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS FATHER WAS A SON OF A GREAT MIXED BLOOD SOLDIER,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

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