Oliotiya friends?!
Yesterday I was able to
visit New Creation Centre, the school that my amazing friend Sherry
runs. Most of the students are Sudanese refugees – a population that so
desperately needed schooling here in Uganda while there was an influx of
Sudanese refugees from the unrest in Darfur in the earlier 2000s.
Currently, their P4
teacher is only part time, so different missionaries substitute in the
classroom on Wednesdays & Fridays when the teacher isn’t there. So – that
was me!! I dressed in my best missionary substitute teacher outfit & headed
out to New Creation Centre bright & early. The kids are lively and actually
pretty naughty. Once I told them that I am an actual teacher with a degree in
education, some of them actually wanted to listen. The rest of them were trying
to write notes to each other & show off how many shillings (money) they
brought to school . So – after a real discussion about rules, we got started on
some work. I was told I could teach anything I wanted – and religious education
is part of the national curriculum, and I never get to teach that at home, so I
thought I would start there. So I opened the book to the lesson of the week,
which was about Jesus being the Prince of Peace. Well, after just a glance at
the lesson, I realized that it was about the birth of Jesus. So, yes, I taught
about the meaning of the Christmas season in mid July. Oh, Uganda. But – the
kids actually had some fun which I think was a nice change of pace for them.
They were all about 10-12 years old (grades here go by your knowledge and not
by your age) and are so used to just copying from the board and repeating
things their teachers say. We played some review games and I taught them how to
write an acrostic poem.
During lunch I got to hang out with Sherry and meet her long
term missionaries Jeanine & Leslie. They are so awesome and I’m so happy
her ministry has two new very dedicated people. Then – Sherry introduced me to
Veronica, who I have been sponsoring for about a year now. It was such a
special thing to finally meet the girl that I am constantly receiving updates
about & praying for. I guess she had been saying how excited she was to
meet me, until I was there – and she got very shy and bashful. It was sweet. I
think she pictured that I would be older, and was a little confused. Veronica
is 9 years old and has a mild cognitive impairment. She is in P2 and does a
great job according to her teacher, Sara. She is an awesome girl and I’m
THRILLED that we got to meet over our tasty lunch of rice, pinto beans, &
cabbage J I
had my first boda ride in the rain on the way home. A boda boda is a motorcycle
taxi – you ride on the back of the motorcycle – holding a handle on the back of
the motorcycle for stability. It sounds scarier than it is, because they really
don’t drive very fast (well they honestly can’t because there are no rules of
the road, making traffic horrible). Matumba, our boda driver, apologized
profusely for driving me in the rain (even though I agreed that we could!). It
made me feel like an authentic Ugandan – except I was the only woman out and
about without my head covered to block my hair from getting wet! J
Wednesday nights our team at Rafiki has a time to discuss
our weekly highs and lows and pray for each other. We decided that we would
take our last Wednesday meeting to Café Marie, a little café in a small mall a
few blocks away. Since being in Uganda, most of us girls have developed an
intense sweet tooth. Café Marie has a pretty great dessert menu, and we all
ordered shakes and ice cream sundaes. And to make the night better, we watched
our server walk to the grocery store next to the café to purchase the ice cream
and scoop it into fancy dishes to serve us. Oh, Uganda. So awesome.
Tomorrow will be my last day at Kireka Home. It will be hard
to say goodbye to the awesome kids and dedicated staff. I hope that in some way
I can continue to serve them in the future. I see so much potential in their
programming if only they had more materials to work with. On Friday we will be
serving with Tricia at Africa Arise in the Acholi Quarters (yay!) – and on
Monday, back to New Creation Centre to say goodbye to my new rowdy friends in
P4.
I can’t believe I leave in six
days. I finally got into my groove and am back to feeling at home here in
Uganda. I know these six days are going to FLY by. I love the pace of life in
Uganda and how I don’t resort to my typical time fillers (internet &
endless episodes of Friends & Glee). Since being in Africa I have read 4
books (well, I’m almost finished with my 4th) and made some great
friendships with the other girls & staff serving at Rafiki. And actually, a
lot of our conversations revolve around the books we’re reading because
everyone is trading and sharing thoughts on our favorite parts. I am on the
last book of The Hunger Games trilogy and can hardly rip myself away from my
Kindle (thanks to my parents & bro – it’s the best gift they could have
given me!). The power has gone out every night this week for extended amounts
of time, leading to a lot of chatting by candlelight (or Maglite, also thanks
to mom for that awesome and extremely useful gift) and laying on the driveway
to marvel at the incredible amount of stars. As always, I just pray pray pray
that life brings me back here to Uganda very soon. I love this place more than
words & hope that everyone reading this gets to experience their own
“Uganda” – somewhere or at some time in their life. The love I have for this
place & these people is something that everyone should be able to
experience.
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