The distribution of life.

It is striking to a traveller that animals of one continent look totally different from others in another continent. The question to the biologists and all other people  like me, to which we seek an answer is that " what causes such differences? Or quite complex, what is the origin of the many different organisms that exist today?"

Quite clearer with scientific support, I will try to explain why the modern animals found in Africa are totally different from those that are found in south america and Australia despite the fact that all the three continents lie in the southern hemisphere with an almost same range of latitude. Then I will also answer the question why, unlike in the southern hemisphere, in the northern hemisphere, the animals look less or most similarly alike.

It is suggested that animals of the present southern hemisphere, all originated and migrated from the northern hemisphere. From there, they moved into Africa through the strait of Gibraltar; to south america via isthmus of panama, and to Australia via southeast Asia. Indeed, fossil records trace the ancestors of today's animals in the north. You may wonder if the animals of the three southern continents have the same origin inspire of their clear cut differences. Yes, the puma in south america and the lion in Africa have a common ancestor in the north. But what happened to cause these differences? The answer is that after migration, these animals underwent adaptive radiation in which they were isolated and became independently adapted to their new continents. It is those characters they evolved that they passed on to the next generation which we are seeing today.

Now you may have been in Asia and north america and realised, unlike here in Africa, Australia and south america, the similarity among their fauna. You may have got surprised or quite simply amazed or even astonished by the similarity. Perhaps it did not come to your mind, a question of the observation. But it was a good observation for which is worth the following explanation. It should be in your mind, if not already, that north america and Asia are separated by Bering strait. This strait is shallow and less than 100km wide. It is therefore obvious to realise that it was simpler for animals to migrate from either continents. May be I should echo that in the south, the difference was geared by total separation of the continents, which did not happen in the north.

If you are a reader of books, you stand a chance to have read about a reptile known as mesausorus. It has sharp teeth, long tail and webbed feet. In it, may be to a biologist, it is of no great interest. However, my interest lies in its distribution. In this world, it is found in two places: west of south Africa and east of south america. My question to you is that, " how did it reach south america given it migrated from Africa or there other way round?"

I know the explanation that gives a possible answer to the question. We cannot say that it migrated via the north leaving no fossil records behind. In the name of common sense, that is impossible! And it is unlikely possible to say that because it was well adapted to aquatic life, it swum. No one can ever believe that it swum over 3000 miles.( you bare me witness, it cannot happen).

So my explanation is explained by continental drift, which is the breaking up of land  mass. The truth is that when pangea(land mass) split up, that is when Africa split separate from south america, some of the reptiles remained in Africa while others drifted with the broken piece to form south america. Actually, my defence for my explanation is that, if you try to bring the map of the world into close proximity, you realise that each piece fits in another in form of a jigsaw puzzle. That is enough to make us understand that world was one large land mass.

Continental drift can also help me to explain to you why some organisms are restricted to defined places. Say for example  the primitive egg laying mammals, the monotremes  which are found in Australia and south america. We cannot say that they got into Australia from the north via south east Asia like I said above because they would be represented in the north too, but they are absent there. It said thus that they enters through Antarctica from south america to Australia. This is because the last pangea to break happened during the times of primitivity and that is why I did not use it to explain the distribution of modern animals.

If you want to understand more about the biology in our vicinity, you may contact me at reganlugoloobi@gmail.com.
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The Price Of A Beginning.

Had you asked me why I want to write so much, I would not tell that it is for having many stories to tell. Actually, I think writing is part of some one. Sometimes when I am sitting alone, looking in space but really seeing nothing- just lazing away the afternoon- I get something like a call. A voice from within me. A voice that is not more than just a breath. It that voice that provokes my art or science of writing. Then I start with a letter, just one, and that letter, along with others makes a word. Words make sentences. And I come with up with a composition.

That is exactly what happens in our lives. There are situations when we have to take decisions but we ought to be bold and more courageous than we ever be. I have seen people. They have failed to get by because they don't want to a step forth. But for now I know why they don't want to take important steps. It is just because they fear to take a loss and they fail to initiate the beauty of a threshold, Look! Even a thousand miles' journey begins with a step. A large house begins with a brick. The manipulation of the basic ideas is what at the end results in a success.

Let me talk about success. Success is not to wake up one morning and try to do something and pursue a goal. It is to work hard at something, stick with it and no matter how many times you fail to win, you still stand up and start a new beginning. It is not measured in how much you put in, but rather in hoe much you obtain afterwards. People who fear to fail have already failed to try. Isn't that a failure already? Yet, starting is far too better than ending.

PAINS OF LOVE

I have not heard of a man die of love; but I have seen a disappointed lover grow thin. It happened a while a go when lonely John lay his eyes on pretty Sophie. The two had not been known to each other but they grew fonder of each other in a very magical way of love.

One evening, John was sitting in his chair, thrumming on the strings of the guitar. The guitar produced a very nice sound that seemed to calm the soul of old Regina, who looked fondly at the young boy_  admiring his skill. She always kept alone at home and during the weekend like that evening, when John had not to go to school, John gave her company. In fact, the two gave each other company, Regina was full of interesting stories, which could stir up John's joy. Every time she started with a phrase like, " Once upon a time" or " long ago..." John's ear was inclined, eager to listen with expectancy. Actually, he would become all ears for the old "girl".So, they would burst out into laughter at the funny jokes which John used to crack. They were happy friends.

From no where, John,s eyes caught a young beautiful girl from a distance. Her blond hair rose up with the wind that blew faintly over her head. She looked perfectly nice and attractive. John lost his head in wonders. He looked amazed at the young girl without uttering a word. He was sent into imaginations by just a mere glance of the girl.
" Hello!" She greeted him in a modern way of life. But the only answer she received from him was a smile. Was he just evasive to her? No, he had not yet recovered from his imaginations. He was yet in his own world, the one he was sent to by a strong ineluctable force of his senses.

"I am Sophie." Now John was awaken from his dream. He had not noticed already that Sophie was standing right before him. He grew nervous because she seemed to have given him a fright; he had not thought she was there looking at him.

Stammeringly, he said, "Hi",while at the same time lifted his hand to meet Sophie's. The two shook hands but John's was trembling. It was not because he feared girls as such but this one was different. She happened to change his attitude towards girls; Initially, John did not ever dream of associating with girls_it was the last thing he would ever think about. His heart was so cold and hard like ice.

" So you play a guitar?" She asked him with a smile on her face.
" Yeah, sure. I do."He answered and there fell a pregnant silence over them. None of them breathed a word for a fraction of a minute. In fact, even the environment became too quiet. Silence reigned over them till John broke it.
"Do you like playing this guitar?"
"Well, I do but I don't know how to do it.....may be you can teach me?"
"You really wanna learn? Count it done!"
John asked her to sit in a posture like he was positioned in and he taught her how to press the finguers on the strings. But she did not do it perfectly, John had to help her learn hoe to do it. So, he seized his hand to help her out. For a fraction of a second, he felt their softness. They reminded him of his mother's which sedatively cushioned him when he was still a boy nursing at his mother's breast. Now he rubbed his thumb fondly over Sophie's delicate fingers. She responded back to him with a smile. Then they played the guitar together till late into the night. He wished her good night and he walked back home.

He went thinking about that moment. He trod along with his shadow as the only company. It went following him with the same pace; never hurrying nor hesitating, but with the same speed he  walked at. When he reached, he still thought about Sophie. He could not sleep, he wanted to go back to her. The night was to long. Morning seemed to be so far. But he had to wait.

When morning came, the sun rose from the east over the beautiful lake of Victoria. It cast strong yellow light of the water that the whole place looked beautiful. John had arisen before dawn and he was looking admiringly at lake. He stretched his eyes to see very far beyond the lake. There he saw sky touching the water, and the mist fading away by the sun. He drew some water in a pot and turned round to still see the beautiful nature. Now he made to move. The dewy grass washed his feet as he trod, balancing a potful of water on his head with accustomed ease. He always felt fresh after showering with the water from the lake. There was a way it seemed to calm the nerves and freshen the mind.

John totally changed over time. He started up a new way of life. He starting hanging out too often with Sophie. He had feelings for her, feelings he never had for any other girl. Even when he went to school, he would not keep there for so long. He made sure that he spent some time in the evening with Sophie. That was a must!

Time went so fast. Sophie's stay in Uganda had reached to an end. She did not have more than two days still. But she had to go back. That evening, John delayed to come. She awaited him for long but he did not show up. She sat alone in her favorite spot, where John always met her; But all in vain. She began to lose hope in John. Where was he? She did not know.

Yet John was on his way. He had had a long day at school. He had a lot of work to do. He had to do it before he left school that evening. But he had not forgotten about Sophie despite the work. Work alone could not deter him from seeing her. after he was done, he girded his bag across his shoulders and moved with haste to go to Sophie. Now, the sun began to sink low. His shadow grew longer and began to fed away. The only path he had to go through was a forest. It was the shortest route to Sophie's home. But the forest was scary. The trees were too tall like giants. They carried the whole sky on their tops. Nothing but silence_ frightening silence_ was there in there. But poor John had to man up. He had to show bravery and and bold up. He moved into the forest. Then he started hearing voices. He felt like someone was haunting him or a dangerous animal stalking him for his blood. Wind blew over the trees and they whispered back in frightening sound. Some branches fell and John ran away from actually nothing. He feared to lose his life but he could not step back. still, he wanted to see Sophie. Through every moment of fear that he went through, he still persevered and he reached.

On his arrival, he feared it was so late. He thought Sophie was asleep already and feared to awaken her. He thought for a moment and then he made up his mind. He trod though a narrow gate of Sophie's and he entered. Then he saw Sophie sitting alone. she was sitting bending her neck such that her forehead rested on her fists. Then John feared again. This time he feared to disturb her.

While he made to abscond, his shoes betrayed him. He stepped on a stone and slid over it. Sophie him and her eyes with expectancy. Her red blood lips twitched into a glancing smile. She ran happily after him and she fell into his arms, hugging him and squeezing him to her bosom.
"Oh my God! I thought you were not going to come"
"I am sorry." He apologized for being so late.

At that time, they looked into each other's eyes very admiringly. None of them said a word. suddenly, Sophie's eye's burst out into tears. They drained her cheeks and one drop fell on her lips which she dried over them. She was crying because she was going back to her country and that she was going to miss John so much. She did not want to live him behind. The too had been joined by strong ties that no one could ever break. John hugged her so tightly like he would never let her go. She, too, hugged him the same way. Now the two were too close too each other that their hearts began to speak a language that they could not understand. It was a command set between them. The warmth made John be drenched with sweat. It was as if he had began to fear. His heart throbbed so loudly that he feared other people would hear it. His heart beat for Sophie.
He looked at her and grew even fonder. He got much more closer to her and his lips touched with Sophie's. She had the sweetest mouth. Her lips dripped honey; She had honey underneath her tongue.

Up in the sky, the moon shyly hid in the clouds. Stars still spied on them, giving out that light that shone in Sophie's eyes, making them appear in John's eyes like they were stars themselves.

Now every story has an ending. Sophie flew back to her country and she forgot all about that experience. John remained as the only victim of their love. Distance took his lover and made his heart grow even more fond of her. "Time is devoid of shame." He thought. "Love makes time to pass and time makes love to pass." All that that joined him with Sophie broke and came to pass. He suffered loneliness till then. Sophie never came back again. She had gone for good. She sent him a message, "John. Thanks for the time in Uganda. I know it isn't gonna be easy but I din't think I love you...."

THE WAY

I am an A’ level student. I am a science student. I want to be successful in life, just like I hear of many prominent people in the world. The desire to achieve success has not left me the same. It has changed every bit of me. I have changed a great deal. These days, I lay awake_ keeping my eyes opened all night long_ just to see my dreams come true.  I keep up every night, reading every letter in the texts such that it becomes part of my DNA. I know it is hard to keep up so late and I know its consequences_ feeling dizzy the following day and looking half asleep. But it is the only way to go, the only way to achieve success.

Day by day, night by night, I keep on reading hoping one time it shall come to pass. All the misery will vanish and success prevails. I feel it instilled within me. I see it; I foresee it in my insight. 

So I believe in the time to come that I will have it hand and no one will take it away from me because I will have worked so hard at it. It is through my daily practice that I have confidence in the time to come. And it is not my worries that drive me, my weaknesses that discourage but my strength that braces me up. I am proud to shout out my success to the whole universe. 

                                      I AM DESTINED TO WIN!!!

MY UNBELIEVABLE ADVENTURES

Hello my esteemed reader. It is been a while now ever since I last wrote a blog. Now I have a lot of things to explain my absence and the delay to write blogs. 
It was really a pleasure to be nominated or chosen to be part of the ICT  mappers. It was one big luck that I was yet to explore my geography skill of mapping using an ICT idea. It happened that I found myself with a team of twelve students to map with. It was simple. These were digital maps. So we used digital devices. These were actually smart phones, GPS units and computers. So the teacher introduced us to how to use these devices and with no time we had owned the skill. The next step that followed after this is actually the threshold for today's blog. The story begins.
In our neighborhood, there is a place known as Katoogo. A place known for its poverty. A slum it is. It was the place we drew all our focus to since it was in line with our theme "COMMUNITY MAPPING FOR URBAN RESILIENCE AND SAFETY". Actually, most of us had not grasped the finer and clearer image of what our theme was actually about. Now we sloped down to Katoogo with a great eager to know what lay in the wetlands. No. In the slums.
We did not take long before our boots stepped on the muddy grounds of the slum. We paused amazed at the first glance when our eyes caught the entire place with funny houses confined in the same place with out any discernible plan. One house looked very much similar like the other and if one did not known the place, one would actually lose one's way to a certain destination in the slum. However, there in between the houses existed corridors and these are what had been turned into play grounds for the children.The poor children run about the corridors all chasing one ball. All of them were drenched with sweat which they dried with their dirty patched clothes. Their legs were brown- the color of mud. What was so similar about them was their unfitting pants. The torn pants were sagging down and so they always had to hitch them up.
Oh what a plight they lived in! But they were happy and unbothered about their misery.
At that time, we started our work straight away. We took pictures of most scenes, and taking data on every thing there that was worth to record. One of the most pitiful conditions of the place was sanitation. It was so poor. There poor latrines_in fact, some latrines had an abnormal structure as they were instead flats. They were so high in the sky.
There withal, garbage was every where. It compiled up and made a huge heep that was the mother of the stench that infested Katoogo. 
In addition, this place had no proper drainage, steams of water passed through everywhere and the whole ground was soft and sticky. A lot, more weird things happened in Katoogo but people still lived there. Where were the poor people to go once they left Katoogo? That was a question that everyone called in question_it was a question of concern. 
A students of coarse, we did not intrude into any business that we had no partnership in. Our work was to collect data and present it as one detailed map. Of what importance was this. It was for pitching out our idea to the UCC( Uganda Communications Commission). Even then, were to compete with other schools that had other ideas of ICT and were to use them to help solve problems in their society. But we had hope that once we showcased our project, it would be of help to slums in urban centers.

THE KEY TO EVERYTHING

A key is meant to open up door locks. And without it, one may not be able to enter into any locked building. However, the same is true about our day to day life. There are things that we can't open simply because we can't access them - we don't have the "key".
Through my life time, at least I have lived short or long enough to witness some of the basic innovations to simplify human life. And all started from the development of the machine I am seated behind, facing it trying to operate it. A computer. It is a computer.
You may start to wonder whether or not I have gone astray in reference to today's title. But I am certainly still on the right track. I refer to the computer as the key to everything because one hardly moves a few yards in the city and finds not a computer being used as the main operator of all machines  in any single or more firms. There withal, it is also found in homes and here, there and every where!
So, in many things a computer does, I chose to talk about the internet. And I am talking about what I do with it. A few years ago, i joined st. Denis school and it was the first time I touch a computer without close supervision. Then I saw the internet the great things it does. Now that it became known to me, a teacher of mine has taught me one great thing the world has ever done. He taught me internet mapping and this is what I came to talk about. It is something that every one can make to help every one in need of specific locations of places. One goes any where of one's interest and he sketches out the map. He  then fills the information in the internet such that any one who needs to find that place can easily locate it. It fun! Trust me!
we began in a smaller number than we are right now. We started up this way of digital mapping - adding information of the little known places of the isolated slums etc.
Why do I call this practice a key to everything?
It is a key because one is opened for a place that he may probably have failed to reach because of its unknowns. And now one can reach that place and does any thing of his interest in such a place. Isn't that then a key to everything? Of course yes.
Next time I intend to write about more things about this mapping. you too may join us to draw the entire universe into one public map.

Hello there! My name is Lugoloobi Regan. I like writing just as I do reading for I believe there's always a message behind scriptures. Likewise, I wish to express out my ideas through some written pieces of mine with hope that you would share with  me your ideas as well.
To begin with a word of gratitude, I am so effusive in my gratitude for you who is currently reading my blog and I beg of you that you continue reading my blogs so that I may explore my art of writing.
Being the first blog, I intend to make myself known to you such that you get to know the basic introduction of me.
I am currently an A'level  student at St. Denis Ssebugwawo Senior Secondary School Ggaba. I am a science student taking mathematics, biology and chemistry as my principle subjects. I enjoy studying such subjects because I like knowing the mystery behind certain existences. For instance, mathematics is enjoyable for the fact that one, like me, may like to play around with numbers. More so, it could be away of relaxing the mind.
some of my hobbies are; playing basketball, reading novels, and playing music instruments. I play a clarinet whose sweet sound stirs up my joy that my heart throbs with an uncontrollable excitement just at a mere thought of it. I also like hanging out with friends on pleasant occasions but that is the rare practice in my life- I spend most of my time creating something nice to others. It could be a song. I can sing but I mostly do the rapping. At times I spend my time creating articles about anything that comes to mind. Actually, that is one of the primary reasons why I chose to open up a blog account.
One of the things that I will be writing about in one of these fine days is about open street maps. I like computing too since it also a science subject. So, I pray that you pick interest in my work and you too may enjoy the digital life!