Twesigye Jackson is definitely an inspiring man, but I wasn't a huge fan of this book. The "ghostwriter" probably did more damage than help, with tortured metaphors on every page and irrelevant details littering the descriptions of places. Each person's outfit was described, each car given a make and model. I find it hard to believe that the narrator (Twesigye) really remembered all of those details over the years, and at any rate, they added nothing but bulk to the story. Despite the mediocre writing skill, though, this book is helpful to see why nonprofit organizations are best served by the people who live in the area, or are from there. The Nyaka school is a good example of charity done right.