Peter muterere was born in 1878 In Mpororo( present day
Rukungiri district). He was a grandson of a pastoralist. He never went to school but he liked trade and business in general so much!.
During the period of slave trade, he worked as a tour guide
and interpreter to the foreign traders. He used to go to Congo specifically to get gold and
diamond minerals (Before Uganda was founded).
He later got married and gave birth to three girls. He
continued with his business as usual –but along the way, he spent some few months away in
Congo,coming back, he found his family of three girls and one wife were taken
away by natural disaster. He did not establish the cause of their death. Don't stay where you are tolerated, go where you are CELEBRATED! Life is way too awesome to waste time worrying
about someone who doesn't treat you right!. It was from this incident that Mzee peter
Muterere left Mpororo and settled in Igara, Bushenyi. He later got married to a
beautiful girl called samari –produced eight boys and one girl. My Dad (
Rwampororo) born in 1935, was the second last of the family.Rwampororo also
produced 8 boys and one girl myself being the second last born. I have come to
understand that things don’t happen by accident!.
Mzee Muterere later, established a large coffee
plantation under the guidance of the colonialist. He never abandoned his cows
–being the only person in the region supplying milk to the population. He
managed to educate his sons living behind his only daughter since girls were
not allowed to go to school at the time.His sons set up a big construction company (Harambe builders and constructors limited)which won a big deal from the government to construct all sub-county headquarters in western Uganda.
They can take away your glitter but they will never take
away your sparkle. When Uganda
got its independence from the British (1962), courageous Muterere was so over
excited and decided to official wed his wife samari-remember the last born 1938). His boys
organized for him a very beautiful wedding ceremony. He late died during Idd Amin’s
regime in 1976 at the age of 98 years living behind a very big family. His wife
later died in 1982 at the age of 101 years.Fearless Muterere left one word to all his family members behind, "Never Trust a woman" If you ask me how long I'll be your friend? My answer will be, I don't know, 'cause I really don't know which one is longer. FOREVER or ALWAYS? .Peter Muterere has always been my friend and am proud of him.
