Monday, October 1, 2012

Life in September: The Hairy Lemon, International Festivals and Green Pumpkins.


Since it has been over a month since my last blog, I’ll just give some highlights from over the past few weeks. Sorry if it’s a bit disorganized.

Dani (another volunteer who has come and gone since my last blog post) and I went to this little resort called the Hairy Lemon for a couple of days. It took a couple of hours to get to by taxi, and then when we got off the taxi we had to take a long dirt road through a couple of villages to the edge of the Nile. Once we reached the water, there was a gong hanging from a tree. We rang it, and a couple of guys paddled a canoe over to the riverbank. We got on, and they took us to the Hairy Lemon, located on an island in the middle of the Nile. It was such a great place and relaxing weekend. It was quiet, peaceful, and at night we fell asleep to the sound of rushing water from a little waterfall not far from our cabin. During the day we laid on the beach, read and went swimming.

As for work, the month of September was focused on getting a spot on Globalgiving.org, a fundraising website. A huge thanks to all of you who donated to the project. I can’t tell you how much it meant to me. The goal was to raise $5,000 in 30 days, and we did it! The $5,000 will go towards building two new classrooms and an office at one of YOFAFO’s schools. The importance of this is huge, as one of the classrooms will be for the kids in primary 7, the last class before secondary school. If YOFAFO wasn’t able to build the classroom for them they would have had farther to go to school, and a higher likelihood that some would have dropped out. As a fundraiser for Global Giving, Valence and I did a 10k run/walk “to the Nile”. We went one morning to Jinja and the beginning and end of the run were literally within site of the Nile. It was beautiful.

Aside from Global Giving, we have also been working on Child Sponsorship updates. I have been the “photographer” for this project, which has been fun. It only took a couple of days to get pictures of all of the currently sponsored children, and then we took another day to get pictures and write profiles for about 20 new children who need sponsors. I must admit I have had my doubts about Child Sponsorship in the past, but I cannot deny the difference it has made in many lives, including in the lives of some young men and women I have personally met. YOFAFO is doing some great work and I am blessed to be here to see it taking place.

The other day I saw a woman carrying a small table, a stool, umbrella, and medium sized bag on her head. All at once. It was very impressive. A couple of days later I saw a woman carrying a pumpkin on her head (side note: the pumpkins here are green).

A couple of times on my way home from town I have been accidentally caught up in a group of people (many of them young adults or children) dancing, drumming, yelling, and making their down the street near our house. I asked the family I live with what it was about and apparently that happens when a boy is soon to be circumcised. One day when I was caught up in this several little kids started laughing at me and hitting me on the head and arms. I have no idea why, but I admit it did not make me very happy.

I’ve been working on getting my visa extended. When I first got to Uganda, I received a 3 month visa, which runs out tomorrow. The last couple of weeks I have been back and forth to Internal Affairs (in Kampala) trying to sort out how to get a Special Pass to stay in the country. After quite a few trips and a bit of waiting, it was approved and I’m supposed to go back to pick up my passport tomorrow.

We were out of power for about 5 days a week or so ago. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be, other than making it difficult to get any work done. I spent lots of time in Kampala, Jinja and Mukono that week charging my laptop and phone and trying to get some work done. With no power at night though, the stars were more brilliant than I have probably ever seen in my life. I just wanted to stand outside and look at them for hours. It reminded me of sleeping on the dock at Priest Lake, looking up at the glorious sky.

Some friends and I went to the Bayimba International Festival in Kampala a couple of weeks ago. It was fun to see some local Ugandan music. The ride back was somewhat eventful, as we got on a taxi that someone told us was going to Mukono and ended up stopping in Bweyogerere, which is a town just outside of Kampala. We started getting suspicious when everyone got off the taxi but us, and then our suspicions were confirmed when the driver told us to get out. Fortunately, we caught another taxi right away that actually was going to Mukono. It was probably good the first one stopped anyways, as we had realized we could see the pavement moving beneath us through several large holes in the floor of the taxi.

Well, this is getting long so I’ll stop for now. Sorry for the time between posts. I’ll try to be better in the future, but no promises : )

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