So after a very long journey I have finally landed in Uganda. Ah the sweet smell of body odour and dirt. God I love this country!
Other than the fact that it was a long trek things when off without incident. I wasn't able to sleep much on the planes so I am hoping to get a good nights sleep tonight, although at this moment I am wide awake. I did manage to catch 30 minutes of sleep on an Amsterdam bench in a food court. That was a first for me... sleeping in an airport. Don't think for a moment that I wasn't nervous about carrying all that money, but I had it strapped to my stomach and slept face down.
As expected it is very hot here. From the moment I stepped off the plane I have been sweating. I'm sure there won't be a single photo from this trip where I don't have a shiny sweaty face.
My fancy $26 a night hotel was night was not what the website had shown. Surprise surprise! It's infested with ants, but I guess I shouldn't complain, at least it's not cockroaches. My mosquito net over the bed is filled with holes, some of them are being held together with duct tape, the universal fix all tape. They shower head has some electrical wires hanging out of it and those of course are also held together with tape. All the little things that make Africa so special.
That's really it for the first night. Tomorrow is my first day at school, so stay tuned for that.
Jenn
Monday, February 8, 2010
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Back Home (the last entry)
So I have now been back home for a few days and as expected, it is a bitter sweet return. I have somehow managed to eat everything in site and all foods seem to have so much more flavor. (oh cheese, how I missed you) Believe me, I am enjoying every moment of putting on some of the weight I lost:) I am also enjoying the luxury's of a western toilet and a hot shower. Oh, and NO BUGS:)
First, let me apologize for the absolutely horrendous spelling in all my blog entry's. It literally took 20 minutes just to get into this site to actually post a blog. That is why it was rushed and why I never had a chance to spell check anything. After reading a few posts I realized just how bad they were. Embarrassing:)
Second, thank you again to all of you who donated money for this trip. As I mentioned, the money was all put to good use. Here is a quick recap for you.
1. We paid for all the students at Nalusse Primary School at be fed lunch for an entire year.
2. We gave a down payment for some land for another primary school in Seeta. This land has an existing house on it that will be used as the new school.
3. We have purchased 100 new uniforms for the children at the Seeta school. (Pictures are to come)
4. We purchased 3 uniforms for Nalusse students as well as a new outfit for each of the 4 female teachers.
5. We purchased new books for EVERY grade level at Nalusse. There are books ranging from Nursery to P7. This was a big deal for the school because most of the kids had nothing to read, and if there were books they were being shared with 3 to 4 other students. All of the students were all VERY excited about receiving new books, and everyday they would ask me if they could read one of the new books.
6. We purchased a dictionary and encyclopedia and laminated world maps for all the children in P4 at Nalusse.
7. Pens, pencils, erasers, a few backpacks, some shoes, art supplies and various toys were given to the students at Nalusse. The soccer ball and jump rope were huge hits!
8. We paid rent for a proper office space for Nalusse for an entire year. They have yet to move in but should do so in a few months. (There is a lady living there and she needs to find a new house)
9. We purchased a new cupboard for all the new books so that they won't get stolen.
10. We purchased a cow for one female teacher in order for her to generate extra income for her and her daughter.
11. We purchased 2 pigs for another female teacher to supplement her income as well.
12. Trees were purchased for the directors land so that she can grow food to help feed her family as well as the teachers at the school.
13. We purchased a sewing machine for the other female teacher so that she also could earn extra income. She will also be in charge of making the school uniforms. That way she makes some extra money and the parents don't have to pay large fees for uniforms purchased elsewhere.
I wanted to explain why I chose to help out the female teachers of Nalusse school. First of all, by default, female teachers make less money than male teachers even if they have more experience. The reason for this is that supposedly males are to support families and therefor need to earn more money. Secondly, all the female teachers have been there for 10 + years and are truly dedicated to the children of Nalusse. They only make about $80-$90 a month and work a 12 hour day. All the women were abandoned by there husbands and were left to take care of the children on their own. So not only are they working a 12 hour day but after that they need to cook and clean plus fetch water. The work never ends...... there is no fun. Some of the teachers are even raising their young children at the school because there is no other place for them. The youngest being 2 weeks old. The director of the school purchased a plot of land some years ago and has been using it as a garden. She selflessly gives some of the food she grows to the other teachers at her school, as most of them can not afford to purchase food. In Uganda most people must grow their food because it is too expensive to buy it. If you don't have land to grow food on, in some cases, you may not be able to eat. These small changes we made will go a long way. It may not see like much but everything that was given will affect several people for years to come.
Lastly let me say that this trip has changed my life! The children of Nalusse have affected me in so many ways, and I will NEVER forget them. It's interesting that this is the first time that I feel like I want to keep this experience to myself. I am finding it hard to talk about the trip because I don't know where to start and what to talk about. I know that no matter what I say no one will ever be able to understand or to feel what I felt. There are no words that could describe or explain what Uganda's people have done for me. I am changed!
Jennifer
P.S. It is taking me a much longer time then I thought it would to put the photos and video's together. I will try to post an online album and get the DVD's out as soon as I can. Please be patient.
First, let me apologize for the absolutely horrendous spelling in all my blog entry's. It literally took 20 minutes just to get into this site to actually post a blog. That is why it was rushed and why I never had a chance to spell check anything. After reading a few posts I realized just how bad they were. Embarrassing:)
Second, thank you again to all of you who donated money for this trip. As I mentioned, the money was all put to good use. Here is a quick recap for you.
1. We paid for all the students at Nalusse Primary School at be fed lunch for an entire year.
2. We gave a down payment for some land for another primary school in Seeta. This land has an existing house on it that will be used as the new school.
3. We have purchased 100 new uniforms for the children at the Seeta school. (Pictures are to come)
4. We purchased 3 uniforms for Nalusse students as well as a new outfit for each of the 4 female teachers.
5. We purchased new books for EVERY grade level at Nalusse. There are books ranging from Nursery to P7. This was a big deal for the school because most of the kids had nothing to read, and if there were books they were being shared with 3 to 4 other students. All of the students were all VERY excited about receiving new books, and everyday they would ask me if they could read one of the new books.
6. We purchased a dictionary and encyclopedia and laminated world maps for all the children in P4 at Nalusse.
7. Pens, pencils, erasers, a few backpacks, some shoes, art supplies and various toys were given to the students at Nalusse. The soccer ball and jump rope were huge hits!
8. We paid rent for a proper office space for Nalusse for an entire year. They have yet to move in but should do so in a few months. (There is a lady living there and she needs to find a new house)
9. We purchased a new cupboard for all the new books so that they won't get stolen.
10. We purchased a cow for one female teacher in order for her to generate extra income for her and her daughter.
11. We purchased 2 pigs for another female teacher to supplement her income as well.
12. Trees were purchased for the directors land so that she can grow food to help feed her family as well as the teachers at the school.
13. We purchased a sewing machine for the other female teacher so that she also could earn extra income. She will also be in charge of making the school uniforms. That way she makes some extra money and the parents don't have to pay large fees for uniforms purchased elsewhere.
I wanted to explain why I chose to help out the female teachers of Nalusse school. First of all, by default, female teachers make less money than male teachers even if they have more experience. The reason for this is that supposedly males are to support families and therefor need to earn more money. Secondly, all the female teachers have been there for 10 + years and are truly dedicated to the children of Nalusse. They only make about $80-$90 a month and work a 12 hour day. All the women were abandoned by there husbands and were left to take care of the children on their own. So not only are they working a 12 hour day but after that they need to cook and clean plus fetch water. The work never ends...... there is no fun. Some of the teachers are even raising their young children at the school because there is no other place for them. The youngest being 2 weeks old. The director of the school purchased a plot of land some years ago and has been using it as a garden. She selflessly gives some of the food she grows to the other teachers at her school, as most of them can not afford to purchase food. In Uganda most people must grow their food because it is too expensive to buy it. If you don't have land to grow food on, in some cases, you may not be able to eat. These small changes we made will go a long way. It may not see like much but everything that was given will affect several people for years to come.
Lastly let me say that this trip has changed my life! The children of Nalusse have affected me in so many ways, and I will NEVER forget them. It's interesting that this is the first time that I feel like I want to keep this experience to myself. I am finding it hard to talk about the trip because I don't know where to start and what to talk about. I know that no matter what I say no one will ever be able to understand or to feel what I felt. There are no words that could describe or explain what Uganda's people have done for me. I am changed!
Jennifer
P.S. It is taking me a much longer time then I thought it would to put the photos and video's together. I will try to post an online album and get the DVD's out as soon as I can. Please be patient.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
The Final Goodbye
So today was my last day. I must say, it has quiet possibly been one of the most emotional days of my life. I knew that I would be sad but I never knew that it would hit me like this. Let me start by saying; for those of you who think you can love a child that is not your like it is your own, I say you have not spent time with African children. I realize that I sound like Oprah here, but I truly feel like these are my kids, and I know that some of them feel the same about me.
This morning I noticed that one of my "bad kids" was sitting quietly in the back. When I went to do his video he started crying. Normally he cries because he got beat by another teacher so I assumed that is what it was. When I asked him what was wrong he told me that he is very sad that I am leaving. This is a kid that I didn't even think liked me because I had had it out with him on more than one occasion and he was upset at me. I was so over whelmed that I started crying as well. I gave him a hug to which I think he was surprised. (African's don't hug very often)
I passed out all the toys and extra stuff I brought to the kids this morning. Even though 99% of them don't have hair (yes even the girls) I gave them all hair ties and clips and they were so happy. They were wearing them as wrist bands. So cute.
After lunch they did a performance to for me. There were some speeches and some singing. At the end they asked me to come say a few words. I was dreading this moment because I knew I would break down. Before I even reached the front I burst into "the ugly cry" I couldn't even compose myself. I was so embarrassed. I did manage to get a few words out and noticed that some of my kids were crying as well.
After we cleaned up I went to go back to my classroom where all the kids were and they were sobbing. I'm not talking a little crying but the whole class was balling their eyes out. I had to have 3 other teachers come in just to console them. I of course joined them in the crying and then passed out toilet paper. They all laughed because I had brought 2 rolls with me. (What can I say, I knew it would be bad) After we got them calmed down I convinced them to come outside to sing and dance. I video taped them having fun. I must say that they were not their normal selves though.
In the end we looked at all the photos I had taken during my trip and then they came around. I also took a photo with each kid, but my camera started acting up, so I am not sure how good they will be.
Tomorrow I am going back just for a few minutes to give each one of them a personal letter from me. I know there will be a lot of tears so I am already sad. If only I could express to them what they have done for me. I love these children!
See you in a couple of days!
P.S. Yes I'm crying while I write this:)
This morning I noticed that one of my "bad kids" was sitting quietly in the back. When I went to do his video he started crying. Normally he cries because he got beat by another teacher so I assumed that is what it was. When I asked him what was wrong he told me that he is very sad that I am leaving. This is a kid that I didn't even think liked me because I had had it out with him on more than one occasion and he was upset at me. I was so over whelmed that I started crying as well. I gave him a hug to which I think he was surprised. (African's don't hug very often)
I passed out all the toys and extra stuff I brought to the kids this morning. Even though 99% of them don't have hair (yes even the girls) I gave them all hair ties and clips and they were so happy. They were wearing them as wrist bands. So cute.
After lunch they did a performance to for me. There were some speeches and some singing. At the end they asked me to come say a few words. I was dreading this moment because I knew I would break down. Before I even reached the front I burst into "the ugly cry" I couldn't even compose myself. I was so embarrassed. I did manage to get a few words out and noticed that some of my kids were crying as well.
After we cleaned up I went to go back to my classroom where all the kids were and they were sobbing. I'm not talking a little crying but the whole class was balling their eyes out. I had to have 3 other teachers come in just to console them. I of course joined them in the crying and then passed out toilet paper. They all laughed because I had brought 2 rolls with me. (What can I say, I knew it would be bad) After we got them calmed down I convinced them to come outside to sing and dance. I video taped them having fun. I must say that they were not their normal selves though.
In the end we looked at all the photos I had taken during my trip and then they came around. I also took a photo with each kid, but my camera started acting up, so I am not sure how good they will be.
Tomorrow I am going back just for a few minutes to give each one of them a personal letter from me. I know there will be a lot of tears so I am already sad. If only I could express to them what they have done for me. I love these children!
See you in a couple of days!
P.S. Yes I'm crying while I write this:)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
It was bound to happenn
So it finally happened. I got sick:( I've spent the past couple of days in bed and even had a trip to the doctor. After Saturdays "girl day" I came home and rested because I wasn't feeling well and was really weak. On Sunday I went out for a couple hours and then remained horizontal for the rest of the day. I was so weak I couldn't even sit up. At around 1 am on Sunday I woke up in pain. I was sweating bullets, my stomach was upset and I had a full blown migraine. I went and slept on the mattress on the living room floor so I wouldn't disturb anyone. Because I hadn't eaten much when I was throwing up, nothing would come out. I was dry heaving for a few hours and would sometimes get some stomach bile to come up. (I know, too much info) We didn't have any power so it was dark and I couldn't see, and at some point I saw my vomit change color. I thought I was throwing up blood so I freaked out. I arranged for a special hire to pick me up in the morning to take me to the clinic. (A special hire is a private taxi that costs 30 times then a regular taxi) I felt bad for the driver because I couldn't sit up. I just laid in the backseat until we reached Kampala. At the clinic all the people were rude and not very thorough. They took my blood so that they could test me for Malaria or any other infections. They said that my blood count was showing no infection so they "thought" they would treat me for a sinus infection. I took the medication and went home to sleep.
Now I have had migraine headaches for most of my life, but this was a whole new experience. I really thought I was going to die, and at some point wished I would. At least back at home if you are sick you have some kind of energy from the food that you have eaten, but here it's not like that. Because I hadn't been eating I was so weak I couldn't do anything but lay there. The only thing that helped was having a mini fan blowing cold air in my face (thanks mom) After 5 hours of laying there and had to pee so bad I finally managed to get up and go to the toilet. Yet another fun experience. I swear those stairs are going to be the death of me:) Finally in the evening my pills started to kick in and I could move around and eat a little. Today and I feeling a bit better but definitely not 100%. I think it will be awhile before I feel great.
Outside of out that sickness I have recently learned that most of us volunteers get worms while here. I have been advised before I leave to get dewormed. I also found out that most of our beds and our couches have fleas. In fact we spend most of our nights just sitting around talking about what diseases and fungus people have. (What do you expect, we don't have a tv or radio) It seems as though someone has something new each day. You do put up with soooooooo much more here than you ever would at home. We often have a big laugh at things that are so normal here that we would freak out about at home. I should make a list.
My girls day on Saturday was good. I bought each one of them a new outfit. They were so happy. I know that that one outfit will be worn for many years. They total cost for 4 new outfits, $90. And they were nice too. After shopping I took them to an American food joint. I thought they would be excited to be treated to something other than posho and beans. Plus this place is really expensive by Ugandan standards. When we got there they didn't even know what to order. I think it may be because they didn't know what most of it was. They settled on chicken and fries. I, of course, ordered pasta. While eating I could tell they didn't really know what to make of the food. They liked the french fries but weren't sold on the chicken because it was deep fried. I let them try my pasta and they loved it! When I told them it was made with cheese they couldn't believe it! (P.S. There is no cheese here:( ) At the end of the meal I ordered a huge piece of chocolate cake for all of us. They really liked that. So that meal was pretty much my only big meal in a few days.
After lunch we went back to Mukono to see about buying the sewing machine for one of the teachers. She had negotiated a good price but the owner wasn't there for her to pick it up. I think she got it yesterday but because I haven't been at school the last 2 days I'm not sure if she has it. The other teacher took me to her house (more like tiny room) that she is building to rent out for extra income. The shell of it is built out of bricks but there are holes in it everywhere. She told me that it has been sitting like this for 3 years because she doesn't have the money to plaster it. I haven't told her yet, but I am going to give her the money to do that. I know she will be so happy.
The other 2 teachers wanted to start raising chickens. I was told that they only cost 60 cents per chicken so I thought, great lets do this. Stupid me did not think of all the extra things you need to raise chickens. I assumed we would buy some chickens and some feed and be on our way. (in my defense there are a lot of chickens wondering free here) I came to find out that you also need to get them vaccinated, you need to buy bedding, you need to have them debeaked (don't ask) and so on and so on. In the end we realized that it was going to be too expensive to do the chicken idea. I told them how much money I was willing to give them and that they would have to come up with another idea. One of them suggested getting a calf because you just set them free in the bush and there is no other expense for you. Every once and awhile they come back pregnant and now you have a calf to sell. It seemed pretty good, so we might do that one.
Outside side of that, nothing much going on. I only have 2 days left of school and I have a lot to do with the kids, so I hope I am feeling up to it tomorrow.
I'll try to write once more before I leave on Fri.
Now I have had migraine headaches for most of my life, but this was a whole new experience. I really thought I was going to die, and at some point wished I would. At least back at home if you are sick you have some kind of energy from the food that you have eaten, but here it's not like that. Because I hadn't been eating I was so weak I couldn't do anything but lay there. The only thing that helped was having a mini fan blowing cold air in my face (thanks mom) After 5 hours of laying there and had to pee so bad I finally managed to get up and go to the toilet. Yet another fun experience. I swear those stairs are going to be the death of me:) Finally in the evening my pills started to kick in and I could move around and eat a little. Today and I feeling a bit better but definitely not 100%. I think it will be awhile before I feel great.
Outside of out that sickness I have recently learned that most of us volunteers get worms while here. I have been advised before I leave to get dewormed. I also found out that most of our beds and our couches have fleas. In fact we spend most of our nights just sitting around talking about what diseases and fungus people have. (What do you expect, we don't have a tv or radio) It seems as though someone has something new each day. You do put up with soooooooo much more here than you ever would at home. We often have a big laugh at things that are so normal here that we would freak out about at home. I should make a list.
My girls day on Saturday was good. I bought each one of them a new outfit. They were so happy. I know that that one outfit will be worn for many years. They total cost for 4 new outfits, $90. And they were nice too. After shopping I took them to an American food joint. I thought they would be excited to be treated to something other than posho and beans. Plus this place is really expensive by Ugandan standards. When we got there they didn't even know what to order. I think it may be because they didn't know what most of it was. They settled on chicken and fries. I, of course, ordered pasta. While eating I could tell they didn't really know what to make of the food. They liked the french fries but weren't sold on the chicken because it was deep fried. I let them try my pasta and they loved it! When I told them it was made with cheese they couldn't believe it! (P.S. There is no cheese here:( ) At the end of the meal I ordered a huge piece of chocolate cake for all of us. They really liked that. So that meal was pretty much my only big meal in a few days.
After lunch we went back to Mukono to see about buying the sewing machine for one of the teachers. She had negotiated a good price but the owner wasn't there for her to pick it up. I think she got it yesterday but because I haven't been at school the last 2 days I'm not sure if she has it. The other teacher took me to her house (more like tiny room) that she is building to rent out for extra income. The shell of it is built out of bricks but there are holes in it everywhere. She told me that it has been sitting like this for 3 years because she doesn't have the money to plaster it. I haven't told her yet, but I am going to give her the money to do that. I know she will be so happy.
The other 2 teachers wanted to start raising chickens. I was told that they only cost 60 cents per chicken so I thought, great lets do this. Stupid me did not think of all the extra things you need to raise chickens. I assumed we would buy some chickens and some feed and be on our way. (in my defense there are a lot of chickens wondering free here) I came to find out that you also need to get them vaccinated, you need to buy bedding, you need to have them debeaked (don't ask) and so on and so on. In the end we realized that it was going to be too expensive to do the chicken idea. I told them how much money I was willing to give them and that they would have to come up with another idea. One of them suggested getting a calf because you just set them free in the bush and there is no other expense for you. Every once and awhile they come back pregnant and now you have a calf to sell. It seemed pretty good, so we might do that one.
Outside side of that, nothing much going on. I only have 2 days left of school and I have a lot to do with the kids, so I hope I am feeling up to it tomorrow.
I'll try to write once more before I leave on Fri.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Main attraction at the zoo
So I am into my final week here in Uganda. It's really starting to make me sad. Every time I think of leaving these kids I tear up. Especially since I have really got to know them this past week. Some of them are really close with me and are always around. Last night I decided to walk some of them home and I found out today that because of that, I was the talk of the town. Apparently lots of people saw me walking the kids home and came to the school today and told the teacher that they saw "your mzungu" They were really excited that I was walking in their area with their kids. It was nice to hear.
I think I told you about when I gave the soccer ball to the kids and what happened. Well they have been loving it ever since. I have given them a jump rope and a ball and now they can't wait to play. Before they would just sit in the classroom and never go outside. There isn't much room for play but just giving them simple things like that makes all the difference. Anyway, they boys were playing soccer and two of them ran into each other. I didn't think much of it until I notice that one of my students was bleeding from his head. I asked him to come over so I could see. There was blood running down his face. He had cracked his head open on the top. Back home he probably would have needed a stitch or two, but here they didn't even have any bandages. They were just going to wash it with some dirty soap and water. I ran home and got some alcohol pads and some bandages. They were so thankful and excited. After we fixed him all up I gave him some extra alcohol pads and some florescent band-aids for him to put on the next day. He was happy. Oh and this kid didn't even flinch with we put the alcohol on his wound. Even I was jumping because I knew it would hurt, but he didn't move. The kids here are really tough. I don't think it is acceptable for them to cry. When they ran into each other, one kid started to cry and the head mistress started yelling at them about why are they crying. It was strange.
Last night I went to my directors house for dinner. I have my first taste of meat here in Uganda. It was chicken that was so hard and rubbery I could barely eat it. I did my best and left the remainder that I couldn't even rip off the bone. The other ladies all managed to clean their bones down to nothing. They laughed at me. Whatever. After dinner we had a nice talk, just the female teachers and I. I asked about each of them and what their lives were like. It was nice to get to know them more. We also talked about caning in school. My school is really bad for beating the kids (or caning) The male teachers will whip them with all the strength they have. We aren't talking about love taps here. I can actually here the kids getting whipped from across the school yard. Some times I look in and see a teacher going to town on them. It is hard to watch. They also pinch their cheeks so hard that they can pick them off the ground. Not good. Anyway, I expressed to the director and head mistress that I thought it was a bit too much.
So unlike the male teachers the female teachers have NEVER asked me for anything. When I asked them what they would like all of them answered something for their kids. After asking them again what they would want for themselves they all gave me great answers. The male teachers have been asking me to take them out for drinks and to buy them shoes, the female teachers wanted me to help them buy sewing machines so that they could earn extra money for their family. Just goes to prove once again who the smarter gender is;) I was so moved with all their stories that I invited them to go to Kampala with me tomorrow. I am going to use the remainder of the money to buy a sewing machine and to help these teachers out so that they can live better lives. After all most of them make not even $90 a month and they live in shacks with no electricity. Today I gave 2 of them wind up flashlights so that they wouldn't have to buy batteries since they have no electricity. They were so excited. One of them hugged me and started jumping around praying for all good things for me and my family. It was really moving how such a small token can change someones live. I can't wait to see their reactions tomorrow when I take them shopping. YEAH!!!!
Today was our big tour day. We went to the zoo and to the airport. The kids were so crazy this morning. They told me that they didn't sleep all night. My favorite student pulled me aside to tell me that his mother left with his family to go to a village. When I asked him who was taking care of him he said no one. My heart sank. After the tour I had a teacher talk to him to find out what was really going on. I took him home tonight and made sure someone was there. The mother had arranged for a neighbor lady to look after him. Still, I thought it was strange that she just packed up and left him behind. I also got word that one of my student's mother is in the hospital. Her father is not around so it is just her (8 years old) her brother and one older sister. The oldest one in the house is 12 years old. I can't believe this. They are fending for themselves. I am going to her house next week to make sure they are ok. This is so messed up.
Ok, back to the tour. When the bus rounded the corner to pick us up the kids went absolutely crazy. They were jumping and screaming. Most of them have never been on a big bus so they were really excited. Myself, I was thinking "how are we going to fit 100 kids on this bus" As with everything in Africa, we managed. Each row had 2 seats on either side and one fold out seat for the isle. We fit 9 or 10 people per row. Good times! Once on board there was a crowd of people from the town gathered around the bus to wish us a good trip. Everyone was waving and smiling. Again, the smallest things are major here. After we left the school yard the kids started singing. It was such a great feeling.
At the zoo I was greeted by the administer and told that because I was not from Uganda that I would have to pay 10 000 shilling, whereas the teachers would only have to pay 3000 shilling. It is like that every where here, mzungu's pay 3 times what locals would pay. Oh well. Once we got inside it was smooth sailing. The kids were on really good behavior and were having a good time. I was really excited because there were monkey's everywhere just running around. There was one that was eating a lolly pop. So cute. (I got it on video) While touring the zoo other schools would be following us. They would round the corner and start running to see an animal, but when they saw me they just froze. They were equally excited to see a mzungu. They were just stare at first and them wave and say hi. This happened every where. I felt like the main attraction.
After seeing all the animals we went down to the beach or lake Victoria (the second largest lake in the world) The kids were in stunned. I guess I wasn't expecting that from them since they live pretty close to it. I think it may have been their favorite part of the zoo. Some of them paid 30 cents to be taken out on this crappy boat. They were thrilled. None of them have ever been on the water. Again, another great moment. The rest of us just sat on the beach and watched the water.
After the zoo we sat on the side of the road and had lunch. Yes we brought lunch from school. They kids were treated to meat (chicken and stew) plus rice and soda. For them that was a HUGE treat. The meat was bad and really fatty but they enjoyed every bit of it.
After lunch we headed to the airport. I had assumed that we would be going on a tour of the inside, but the school had failed to reserve in advance so we weren't allowed inside. I gave a run down of what happens in an airport from the outside. We didn't even get to see a big plane take off or land. I think they were a bit upset by that. We did see some parked planes and they went crazy for that. Again I caught that on tape.
So that's it for my big day. I am coming down with a cold so I am going home to rest so that tomorrow I can show the girls a good time. After all when I asked them what they do for fun all of them said they never have any fun. It is all work and sleep. Believe me, they weren't kidding. They don't get to go out, they have no money for anything. Tomorrow should be nice.
I'll try to write again in a few days.
I think I told you about when I gave the soccer ball to the kids and what happened. Well they have been loving it ever since. I have given them a jump rope and a ball and now they can't wait to play. Before they would just sit in the classroom and never go outside. There isn't much room for play but just giving them simple things like that makes all the difference. Anyway, they boys were playing soccer and two of them ran into each other. I didn't think much of it until I notice that one of my students was bleeding from his head. I asked him to come over so I could see. There was blood running down his face. He had cracked his head open on the top. Back home he probably would have needed a stitch or two, but here they didn't even have any bandages. They were just going to wash it with some dirty soap and water. I ran home and got some alcohol pads and some bandages. They were so thankful and excited. After we fixed him all up I gave him some extra alcohol pads and some florescent band-aids for him to put on the next day. He was happy. Oh and this kid didn't even flinch with we put the alcohol on his wound. Even I was jumping because I knew it would hurt, but he didn't move. The kids here are really tough. I don't think it is acceptable for them to cry. When they ran into each other, one kid started to cry and the head mistress started yelling at them about why are they crying. It was strange.
Last night I went to my directors house for dinner. I have my first taste of meat here in Uganda. It was chicken that was so hard and rubbery I could barely eat it. I did my best and left the remainder that I couldn't even rip off the bone. The other ladies all managed to clean their bones down to nothing. They laughed at me. Whatever. After dinner we had a nice talk, just the female teachers and I. I asked about each of them and what their lives were like. It was nice to get to know them more. We also talked about caning in school. My school is really bad for beating the kids (or caning) The male teachers will whip them with all the strength they have. We aren't talking about love taps here. I can actually here the kids getting whipped from across the school yard. Some times I look in and see a teacher going to town on them. It is hard to watch. They also pinch their cheeks so hard that they can pick them off the ground. Not good. Anyway, I expressed to the director and head mistress that I thought it was a bit too much.
So unlike the male teachers the female teachers have NEVER asked me for anything. When I asked them what they would like all of them answered something for their kids. After asking them again what they would want for themselves they all gave me great answers. The male teachers have been asking me to take them out for drinks and to buy them shoes, the female teachers wanted me to help them buy sewing machines so that they could earn extra money for their family. Just goes to prove once again who the smarter gender is;) I was so moved with all their stories that I invited them to go to Kampala with me tomorrow. I am going to use the remainder of the money to buy a sewing machine and to help these teachers out so that they can live better lives. After all most of them make not even $90 a month and they live in shacks with no electricity. Today I gave 2 of them wind up flashlights so that they wouldn't have to buy batteries since they have no electricity. They were so excited. One of them hugged me and started jumping around praying for all good things for me and my family. It was really moving how such a small token can change someones live. I can't wait to see their reactions tomorrow when I take them shopping. YEAH!!!!
Today was our big tour day. We went to the zoo and to the airport. The kids were so crazy this morning. They told me that they didn't sleep all night. My favorite student pulled me aside to tell me that his mother left with his family to go to a village. When I asked him who was taking care of him he said no one. My heart sank. After the tour I had a teacher talk to him to find out what was really going on. I took him home tonight and made sure someone was there. The mother had arranged for a neighbor lady to look after him. Still, I thought it was strange that she just packed up and left him behind. I also got word that one of my student's mother is in the hospital. Her father is not around so it is just her (8 years old) her brother and one older sister. The oldest one in the house is 12 years old. I can't believe this. They are fending for themselves. I am going to her house next week to make sure they are ok. This is so messed up.
Ok, back to the tour. When the bus rounded the corner to pick us up the kids went absolutely crazy. They were jumping and screaming. Most of them have never been on a big bus so they were really excited. Myself, I was thinking "how are we going to fit 100 kids on this bus" As with everything in Africa, we managed. Each row had 2 seats on either side and one fold out seat for the isle. We fit 9 or 10 people per row. Good times! Once on board there was a crowd of people from the town gathered around the bus to wish us a good trip. Everyone was waving and smiling. Again, the smallest things are major here. After we left the school yard the kids started singing. It was such a great feeling.
At the zoo I was greeted by the administer and told that because I was not from Uganda that I would have to pay 10 000 shilling, whereas the teachers would only have to pay 3000 shilling. It is like that every where here, mzungu's pay 3 times what locals would pay. Oh well. Once we got inside it was smooth sailing. The kids were on really good behavior and were having a good time. I was really excited because there were monkey's everywhere just running around. There was one that was eating a lolly pop. So cute. (I got it on video) While touring the zoo other schools would be following us. They would round the corner and start running to see an animal, but when they saw me they just froze. They were equally excited to see a mzungu. They were just stare at first and them wave and say hi. This happened every where. I felt like the main attraction.
After seeing all the animals we went down to the beach or lake Victoria (the second largest lake in the world) The kids were in stunned. I guess I wasn't expecting that from them since they live pretty close to it. I think it may have been their favorite part of the zoo. Some of them paid 30 cents to be taken out on this crappy boat. They were thrilled. None of them have ever been on the water. Again, another great moment. The rest of us just sat on the beach and watched the water.
After the zoo we sat on the side of the road and had lunch. Yes we brought lunch from school. They kids were treated to meat (chicken and stew) plus rice and soda. For them that was a HUGE treat. The meat was bad and really fatty but they enjoyed every bit of it.
After lunch we headed to the airport. I had assumed that we would be going on a tour of the inside, but the school had failed to reserve in advance so we weren't allowed inside. I gave a run down of what happens in an airport from the outside. We didn't even get to see a big plane take off or land. I think they were a bit upset by that. We did see some parked planes and they went crazy for that. Again I caught that on tape.
So that's it for my big day. I am coming down with a cold so I am going home to rest so that tomorrow I can show the girls a good time. After all when I asked them what they do for fun all of them said they never have any fun. It is all work and sleep. Believe me, they weren't kidding. They don't get to go out, they have no money for anything. Tomorrow should be nice.
I'll try to write again in a few days.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
The Money
So today was my first day back as school after having a few days off. I have to admit I really missed the kids and realized just how hard it is going to be for me to leave them. All of them have asked to come back to Canada with me. For this whole trip I have been excited about coming home to share my stories with you all but now that the end is coming I am starting to feel sad. Today I was standing at school and finally had "the click" It finally sunk in that I am fulfilling one of my life dreams. I am in Africa working with children. I teared up a bit. I guess I got so wrapped up in how hard it is to live here and everything I have been going through that I didn't really appreciate it all. I hope to enjoy my last few days here to the fullest.
Ok, time for the update on the donation money. For those of you who were getting concerned (mother) about if the money was being spent, I assure you it is all gone. I was saving the larger donations to the end of my trip because I wanted to make sure I had the money for the small stuff. Yesterday I was taken to a new project in a village close to my town. I was amazed at what this lady was doing. She had started up a day center for kids in the area who couldn't afford to go to school. Keep in mind that school here is free but you have to be able to afford the uniform, exercise books, and pens and pencils. Total cost around $10. A lot of these kids are orphans or have only 1 parent who can not afford to pay for them. This lady operates out of the smallest space I have ever scene. She currently has 75 students and is working out of 3 10x10 rooms. Each room is divided by a movable chalkboard and is then split into 2 classrooms. There are no dividing walls so each side can hear the other.
I was brought over there to see about a donation. The lady is currently renting and the landlord is trying to kick her out. She is wanting to buy a plot of land down the road that already has a house on it. So we went to check it out. The total cost for the land and the house is $7000. Some past volunteers have raised a couple thousand for it and I have contributed some money for the down payment. We are hoping that it will go through by the time I leave, but lets be realistic, this is Africa. Things take a lot longer here. Anyway, I really feel strongly that this is a great project to contribute to. The lady is truly all about the kids, unlike most school owners here. It is very corrupt and a lot of the school directors keep the money. This lady is an angel and has done so much for kids that would otherwise never have a chance to learn. They would be on the street all day and would not get fed. So a part of the money went to that. I am also trying to arrange for that school to get a simple uniform. In all the schools here you have to wear uniforms, and believe me the kids take great pride in them. This school has nothing and the kids don't feel like they really belong because they don't have a uniform. So I am trying to arrange to have 100 uniforms made for them to wear during the day. Not only will it cloth the kids but it will also create much needed jobs for some women in the community. It's a win win!
I am also paying for my school to continue serving lunch to ALL the students for 1 year. Keep in mind that this meal is the only meal some of these kids get in a day. It's really sad. But at least now they are getting something.
I have also been buying books, toys, and supplies for my school. Oh and the wall that was built in the classroom was completed this weekend. It is definitely not up to North American standards but they are soooo happy about it. When I first saw it I thought "WTF" it didn't look so good, but trust me when I say they are loving it. All they had before was some sticks dividing the room. All the students came to thank me for it.
As far as the rent on the office space goes, it is still being worked out. We are waiting for the lady to find a new place. That may happen after I leave, but a least they will have a proper office.
Today I brought a soccer (football) to the school for the kids to play with. It was CRAZY. As soon as I came around the corner they started freaking out. Once I dropped the ball they all jumped on it and on each other. I have to pry them off one another. Every time I would set it down again they would do the same thing. There were like 30 kids all piled on top of this ball. Eventually I got them to start kicking it around. THEY LOVED IT! I think I will purchase a few more toys for outside activity, it seems to be going over very well.
Well that's the break down of the money. It is being well spent and is doing a lot of good things. Thank you to everyone who donated.
Jenn
Ok, time for the update on the donation money. For those of you who were getting concerned (mother) about if the money was being spent, I assure you it is all gone. I was saving the larger donations to the end of my trip because I wanted to make sure I had the money for the small stuff. Yesterday I was taken to a new project in a village close to my town. I was amazed at what this lady was doing. She had started up a day center for kids in the area who couldn't afford to go to school. Keep in mind that school here is free but you have to be able to afford the uniform, exercise books, and pens and pencils. Total cost around $10. A lot of these kids are orphans or have only 1 parent who can not afford to pay for them. This lady operates out of the smallest space I have ever scene. She currently has 75 students and is working out of 3 10x10 rooms. Each room is divided by a movable chalkboard and is then split into 2 classrooms. There are no dividing walls so each side can hear the other.
I was brought over there to see about a donation. The lady is currently renting and the landlord is trying to kick her out. She is wanting to buy a plot of land down the road that already has a house on it. So we went to check it out. The total cost for the land and the house is $7000. Some past volunteers have raised a couple thousand for it and I have contributed some money for the down payment. We are hoping that it will go through by the time I leave, but lets be realistic, this is Africa. Things take a lot longer here. Anyway, I really feel strongly that this is a great project to contribute to. The lady is truly all about the kids, unlike most school owners here. It is very corrupt and a lot of the school directors keep the money. This lady is an angel and has done so much for kids that would otherwise never have a chance to learn. They would be on the street all day and would not get fed. So a part of the money went to that. I am also trying to arrange for that school to get a simple uniform. In all the schools here you have to wear uniforms, and believe me the kids take great pride in them. This school has nothing and the kids don't feel like they really belong because they don't have a uniform. So I am trying to arrange to have 100 uniforms made for them to wear during the day. Not only will it cloth the kids but it will also create much needed jobs for some women in the community. It's a win win!
I am also paying for my school to continue serving lunch to ALL the students for 1 year. Keep in mind that this meal is the only meal some of these kids get in a day. It's really sad. But at least now they are getting something.
I have also been buying books, toys, and supplies for my school. Oh and the wall that was built in the classroom was completed this weekend. It is definitely not up to North American standards but they are soooo happy about it. When I first saw it I thought "WTF" it didn't look so good, but trust me when I say they are loving it. All they had before was some sticks dividing the room. All the students came to thank me for it.
As far as the rent on the office space goes, it is still being worked out. We are waiting for the lady to find a new place. That may happen after I leave, but a least they will have a proper office.
Today I brought a soccer (football) to the school for the kids to play with. It was CRAZY. As soon as I came around the corner they started freaking out. Once I dropped the ball they all jumped on it and on each other. I have to pry them off one another. Every time I would set it down again they would do the same thing. There were like 30 kids all piled on top of this ball. Eventually I got them to start kicking it around. THEY LOVED IT! I think I will purchase a few more toys for outside activity, it seems to be going over very well.
Well that's the break down of the money. It is being well spent and is doing a lot of good things. Thank you to everyone who donated.
Jenn
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Return from the North
Ok so I am back in Kampala from from my trip up north and am kissing the ground. Where to start..........
Friday morning we left Mukono at 6:30 am in the dark to head to Kampala. Once in Kampala we waited for our bus at the station. We stood there for about 45 min with all the drunks who were still sleeping on the street within all the trash. (and believe me it is DIRTY here) Some of them were still drinking Gin from their little plastic bags. The 7 hour bus ride to Arua was fine. We tried to sleep but the road was too bumpy. The fun part was that every couple of hours the bus would pull over to the side of the road and all these people would swarm the side of the bus trying to sell you things through the window. Keep in mind this is a large greyhound like bus so the people have meat on a long stick that they shove in the window at you. Others sell maize (like corn), peanuts (tiny and still soft), casava (little potatoes) water, and chickens (yes, live chickens). I really liked that part because it was kind of fun to pick your snack.
Once in Arua we were greeted by Ambers contact up there. He took us to his brothers compound. They have a main house and a guest house. The guest house is almost bigger than the main house and is completely empty except for 2 single beds. They did have running (cold) water and a western toilet (that didn't flush). The funny part was that both Craig and Amber had eaten some bad food and both had the runs. It was pretty funny because we couldn't flush the toilet so they both just had to keep taking turns filling it.
Amber and I stayed at the guest house and Craig stayed at the hotel across the street. We ate dinner in the main house and got to finally watch a little TV. That was nice.
The next morning Craig and I left (again so early it was dark) to catch our bus to Gulu. During the bus ride we pulled over on the side of the road so that everyone could buy some food and go to the toilet (the bush) I forgot to mention that one the way to Arua we stopped to go pee. I did it in the trees with people all over the place. It wasn't so bad because I managed to hide myself. However this time I was not so lucky. First of all we had to pay 100 shillings to use the "toilet" Once I went in all it was, was a tiny space with bamboo on 2 sides and the ground had large stones on it. Here I am in a room with about 10 other women squatting peeing together facing each other. I have never been so embarrassed. None of them cared but I tried not to look at anyone. Here in Africa you pee where you can:)
This time we took a 3 hour big bus to Karuma where we were supposed to catch another bus to Gulu. However, when we got to Karuma they said the buses weren't coming until later in the day so we should catch a Mutatu (the small van taxis). With reluctance we decided to do that so that we could get there sooner. We paid out Mzungu price (way over what we should have) and got in the taxi. Here's were things get fun. The taxi was almost full so we thought we would leave right away. No such luck. We sat there for over an hour waiting to fill the last 2 seats. (I stress 2 seats, you'll know why in a minute) While we waited our van was surrounded by a family of baboons. That was fun to watch but the big male ones look scary. Everyone is starting to get angry at this point and are yelling at the conductor. Finally he comes back to the car with a family of 7 or 8 people. When he looked into the car to see where they would fit I yelled at him and told him that we would not fit another person in the back seat with us. Reluctantly he agreed and let us stay the way we were. The people in the front however, were not so lucky. Yes we managed to pile that entire family into our already full van. The top was loaded up with luggage and bicycles and we were jammed in there. I think there were 24 people or so. I couldn't see everyone.
Once we drove out of Karuma we didn't even get 5 km and were pulled over by the police. Of course the driver got in trouble and was told to remove some people. After a brief conversation and an exchange of some money we were on our way again, all 24 of us. Got to love crooked cops!
So we arrive in Gulu and I have to use the washroom again. This time Craig and I decide to use a public toilet. Again we pay 100 shillings and go inside. Let me tell you, this was the most fowl place I have ever been in. The smell was terrible, and don't even get me started on what was on the floor or the walls!!! I came out and immediately cleaned my hands with purel and wipes. Gross!
What you need to understand next is that we had no set plan as to what to do or where to go when we got to Gulu. We were just told by other volunteers to ask a boda boda to take us to Invisible Children and that they could direct us. So we hoped on a boda boda and they took us to the office. When we asked the guy at the gate if anyone could help us he said no one was there. He invited us is and tried to help us as best he could but he really didn't know much. However, just as we were leaving a white lady came in and asked if she could help us. She gave us info on the IDP camps and where to go. She also gave us the name of a good hotel in town.
After leaving the office we went to the hotel to check in so that we could leave our bags. To our surprise the hotel was fully booked. Luckily we found a place to stay across the street. It didn't look so good from the outside but we were so happy once we saw the rooms. Lets see........... all the things I have been missing the past few weeks. Running (luke warm) water, a shower, a large bed, no cockroaches, electricity, and even a TV! Plus I could walk around in my bare feet and not get dirty. I thought I had died and went to heaven. This hotel was considered a fancy expensive hotel by Ugandian standards and we only paid $24 per night. (we wanted to treat ourselves!)
After dropping off our bags we decided to try and get something to eat before we went to the camp. When we asked the guy at the front desk where the supermarket was, or where we could buy food, he looked at us puzzled and said there was nothing like that in Gulu. We walked around town for a bit to see if we could find anything but he was right, there was no food in Gulu. You could make photocopies, buy a fan, have your hair done, fix your car, but not buy food. We gave up our search and took a boda boda straight to the camp.
Upon arrival we were told that we must ask for the LC1 leader. So that's what what we did. At first no one knew where he was, until we ran into these old guys sitting around drinking. One of them was REALLY drunk and came up to us and started dancing all crazy. Finally one of them took us to the leader. He was reluctant at first to show us around and wanted to know our intentions. After we assured him that we just wanted to see, he gave us a tour. As expected, the camp was filthy. There was feeces everywhere and it smelled so bad. The houses (huts) were very tiny round shacks with grass roofs. I asked how many people stayed in one house and he said over 6 people in a house, depending on how large your family is. You have to understand that in Uganda children are considered to be wealth, so everyone has A LOT of them. There are children everywhere. Oh and men are allowed to have multiple wives to that just leads to more children.
Anyway, as soon as we started our tour we were surrounded by kids all wanting to hold our hand. A lot of them didn't have clothes and where just running around naked. Some had a t-shirt and others were fully dressed. The little girls who's hand I was holding was quiet sick and kept coughing all over me. (yes I cleansed afterwards) At the end of our tour the leader showed us where the women make the bracelets for Invisible Children. I was really excited because I had purchased 5 of them over the internet back at home. Here in this brick building women and young girls sit all day, from sun up to sun down, making bracelets. I asked if I could buy one from them direct because it hadn't been dyed black yet. They sold me one and I am wearing it proudly. I have a bracelet direct from the source that no one else has. Yeah!!!! When leaving the camp the leader asked if I wanted to buy his rooster, but I politely declined.
After we left the camp we went back to town in search for food again. After a few hours we managed to fine a small store that we bough dry cereal, pringles, a chocolate bar and some pop. That was our dinner. We went back to the hotel and enjoyed every last minute of our luxury accommodations.
We got up a 5 am the next morning to catch our buses back. I was coming back to Kampala and Craig was going back to Arua to meet up with Amber. We caught the same bus to Karuma and then Craig went on a different bus, which left me alone for the last 4 hours of the trip. The reason I was kissing the ground once I arrived is because I am sure I was on the death bus. The driver was crazy!!!! Not only were we driving a least 130 km/h on a back 1/2 paved road but he also kept dodging in and out of traffic. There were points where we were at a 45 degree angle and I thought for sure the bus was going to fall over. Other times we were in a ditch driving in the grass and trees. There are no words that can express how scared I was. I actually gasped out loud a few times.
Once I was alone on the bus I put on my Ipod so no one would bother me. Of course I got some guy who wanted to chat. I told him no and just kept to myself. As we started to move he invited his friend to come sit on the armrest. So now I am squeezed into my window seat while he leans on me the whole trip. The bus was so packed, all the seats were full and people were standing in the isle for the whole 4 hours. It was bad! Oh, and on top of that the lady behind me brought a rooster with her who was under my seat. Periodically he would start to crow and be all loud. Then at one of the road side stops the guy in front of me bought a live chicken out the window. After full inspection, he decided it was ok and set it down in the isle. Once we arrived to Kampala everyone was getting off the bus and the guy with the chicken is yelling "my chicken, my chicken" he asked me to pick it up, but there was no way I was going to.
So now I am here in Kampala writing you about the weekend while it is fresh in my mind. I am off to find food because as we all know now, Gulu is a crap town with nothing it it. I'm starving!
Friday morning we left Mukono at 6:30 am in the dark to head to Kampala. Once in Kampala we waited for our bus at the station. We stood there for about 45 min with all the drunks who were still sleeping on the street within all the trash. (and believe me it is DIRTY here) Some of them were still drinking Gin from their little plastic bags. The 7 hour bus ride to Arua was fine. We tried to sleep but the road was too bumpy. The fun part was that every couple of hours the bus would pull over to the side of the road and all these people would swarm the side of the bus trying to sell you things through the window. Keep in mind this is a large greyhound like bus so the people have meat on a long stick that they shove in the window at you. Others sell maize (like corn), peanuts (tiny and still soft), casava (little potatoes) water, and chickens (yes, live chickens). I really liked that part because it was kind of fun to pick your snack.
Once in Arua we were greeted by Ambers contact up there. He took us to his brothers compound. They have a main house and a guest house. The guest house is almost bigger than the main house and is completely empty except for 2 single beds. They did have running (cold) water and a western toilet (that didn't flush). The funny part was that both Craig and Amber had eaten some bad food and both had the runs. It was pretty funny because we couldn't flush the toilet so they both just had to keep taking turns filling it.
Amber and I stayed at the guest house and Craig stayed at the hotel across the street. We ate dinner in the main house and got to finally watch a little TV. That was nice.
The next morning Craig and I left (again so early it was dark) to catch our bus to Gulu. During the bus ride we pulled over on the side of the road so that everyone could buy some food and go to the toilet (the bush) I forgot to mention that one the way to Arua we stopped to go pee. I did it in the trees with people all over the place. It wasn't so bad because I managed to hide myself. However this time I was not so lucky. First of all we had to pay 100 shillings to use the "toilet" Once I went in all it was, was a tiny space with bamboo on 2 sides and the ground had large stones on it. Here I am in a room with about 10 other women squatting peeing together facing each other. I have never been so embarrassed. None of them cared but I tried not to look at anyone. Here in Africa you pee where you can:)
This time we took a 3 hour big bus to Karuma where we were supposed to catch another bus to Gulu. However, when we got to Karuma they said the buses weren't coming until later in the day so we should catch a Mutatu (the small van taxis). With reluctance we decided to do that so that we could get there sooner. We paid out Mzungu price (way over what we should have) and got in the taxi. Here's were things get fun. The taxi was almost full so we thought we would leave right away. No such luck. We sat there for over an hour waiting to fill the last 2 seats. (I stress 2 seats, you'll know why in a minute) While we waited our van was surrounded by a family of baboons. That was fun to watch but the big male ones look scary. Everyone is starting to get angry at this point and are yelling at the conductor. Finally he comes back to the car with a family of 7 or 8 people. When he looked into the car to see where they would fit I yelled at him and told him that we would not fit another person in the back seat with us. Reluctantly he agreed and let us stay the way we were. The people in the front however, were not so lucky. Yes we managed to pile that entire family into our already full van. The top was loaded up with luggage and bicycles and we were jammed in there. I think there were 24 people or so. I couldn't see everyone.
Once we drove out of Karuma we didn't even get 5 km and were pulled over by the police. Of course the driver got in trouble and was told to remove some people. After a brief conversation and an exchange of some money we were on our way again, all 24 of us. Got to love crooked cops!
So we arrive in Gulu and I have to use the washroom again. This time Craig and I decide to use a public toilet. Again we pay 100 shillings and go inside. Let me tell you, this was the most fowl place I have ever been in. The smell was terrible, and don't even get me started on what was on the floor or the walls!!! I came out and immediately cleaned my hands with purel and wipes. Gross!
What you need to understand next is that we had no set plan as to what to do or where to go when we got to Gulu. We were just told by other volunteers to ask a boda boda to take us to Invisible Children and that they could direct us. So we hoped on a boda boda and they took us to the office. When we asked the guy at the gate if anyone could help us he said no one was there. He invited us is and tried to help us as best he could but he really didn't know much. However, just as we were leaving a white lady came in and asked if she could help us. She gave us info on the IDP camps and where to go. She also gave us the name of a good hotel in town.
After leaving the office we went to the hotel to check in so that we could leave our bags. To our surprise the hotel was fully booked. Luckily we found a place to stay across the street. It didn't look so good from the outside but we were so happy once we saw the rooms. Lets see........... all the things I have been missing the past few weeks. Running (luke warm) water, a shower, a large bed, no cockroaches, electricity, and even a TV! Plus I could walk around in my bare feet and not get dirty. I thought I had died and went to heaven. This hotel was considered a fancy expensive hotel by Ugandian standards and we only paid $24 per night. (we wanted to treat ourselves!)
After dropping off our bags we decided to try and get something to eat before we went to the camp. When we asked the guy at the front desk where the supermarket was, or where we could buy food, he looked at us puzzled and said there was nothing like that in Gulu. We walked around town for a bit to see if we could find anything but he was right, there was no food in Gulu. You could make photocopies, buy a fan, have your hair done, fix your car, but not buy food. We gave up our search and took a boda boda straight to the camp.
Upon arrival we were told that we must ask for the LC1 leader. So that's what what we did. At first no one knew where he was, until we ran into these old guys sitting around drinking. One of them was REALLY drunk and came up to us and started dancing all crazy. Finally one of them took us to the leader. He was reluctant at first to show us around and wanted to know our intentions. After we assured him that we just wanted to see, he gave us a tour. As expected, the camp was filthy. There was feeces everywhere and it smelled so bad. The houses (huts) were very tiny round shacks with grass roofs. I asked how many people stayed in one house and he said over 6 people in a house, depending on how large your family is. You have to understand that in Uganda children are considered to be wealth, so everyone has A LOT of them. There are children everywhere. Oh and men are allowed to have multiple wives to that just leads to more children.
Anyway, as soon as we started our tour we were surrounded by kids all wanting to hold our hand. A lot of them didn't have clothes and where just running around naked. Some had a t-shirt and others were fully dressed. The little girls who's hand I was holding was quiet sick and kept coughing all over me. (yes I cleansed afterwards) At the end of our tour the leader showed us where the women make the bracelets for Invisible Children. I was really excited because I had purchased 5 of them over the internet back at home. Here in this brick building women and young girls sit all day, from sun up to sun down, making bracelets. I asked if I could buy one from them direct because it hadn't been dyed black yet. They sold me one and I am wearing it proudly. I have a bracelet direct from the source that no one else has. Yeah!!!! When leaving the camp the leader asked if I wanted to buy his rooster, but I politely declined.
After we left the camp we went back to town in search for food again. After a few hours we managed to fine a small store that we bough dry cereal, pringles, a chocolate bar and some pop. That was our dinner. We went back to the hotel and enjoyed every last minute of our luxury accommodations.
We got up a 5 am the next morning to catch our buses back. I was coming back to Kampala and Craig was going back to Arua to meet up with Amber. We caught the same bus to Karuma and then Craig went on a different bus, which left me alone for the last 4 hours of the trip. The reason I was kissing the ground once I arrived is because I am sure I was on the death bus. The driver was crazy!!!! Not only were we driving a least 130 km/h on a back 1/2 paved road but he also kept dodging in and out of traffic. There were points where we were at a 45 degree angle and I thought for sure the bus was going to fall over. Other times we were in a ditch driving in the grass and trees. There are no words that can express how scared I was. I actually gasped out loud a few times.
Once I was alone on the bus I put on my Ipod so no one would bother me. Of course I got some guy who wanted to chat. I told him no and just kept to myself. As we started to move he invited his friend to come sit on the armrest. So now I am squeezed into my window seat while he leans on me the whole trip. The bus was so packed, all the seats were full and people were standing in the isle for the whole 4 hours. It was bad! Oh, and on top of that the lady behind me brought a rooster with her who was under my seat. Periodically he would start to crow and be all loud. Then at one of the road side stops the guy in front of me bought a live chicken out the window. After full inspection, he decided it was ok and set it down in the isle. Once we arrived to Kampala everyone was getting off the bus and the guy with the chicken is yelling "my chicken, my chicken" he asked me to pick it up, but there was no way I was going to.
So now I am here in Kampala writing you about the weekend while it is fresh in my mind. I am off to find food because as we all know now, Gulu is a crap town with nothing it it. I'm starving!
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