*Presently, I am using the most expensive purchase I will get in Uganda: wireless internet, but it is totally the most rewarding (when it works!).
*Should have been sung 6 days ago…I tried. Song: la, la, la – warm up (sung by me so not so good…use your imagination) - Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear B (I hope you know who you are), happy birthday to you! Have a superbly fabulous Tuesday birthday!
*Warning: I do realize that fragments are used quite often within this blog entry. However, I think they are needed to make a clear statement. If you think otherwise, please send your comments to the bottom of this blog.
Best Week EVER (EVER = added as dramatic emphasis):
Monday – Going to the clinic in Ssanje and meeting Musawo (doctor) L to do some family planning/pregnancy health education with women from the trading center.
Tuesday – Giving life skills lessons to the kids and being able to tell that they are actually interested in the topic. Going with Musawo L to a secondary school to give tetanus immunizations to girls who are of child bearing age (yes, they can have children at age 15, 16, 17, but no, they should not, however it is a major concern for many of the girls here).
Wednesday – Going to Kyotera to get a little/lotta sente (money) and receiving mail…in particular, a package!
Thursday – Having a great Club GLOW (girl empowerment) meeting where the girls actually express their opinions freely and even have a debate. Then going to Masaka to eat at 10 Tables for dinner-fanciness.
Friday – Going to Kalisizo to visit the Rakai Health Sciences Program and getting contact information to possibly try and start working within one of the departments (amazing fascility, incredibly well funded, very CDC like). Having a mock Thanksgiving dinner with friends and watching Annie Hall.
Saturday – Traveling to Kampala by a coaster which only takes 3 hours, as opposed to the bus, which takes 4. Attending an Introduction (engagement) ceremony (at least the first 3 hours were fun/interesting). Then going to a nice hotel to lounge around with a friend.
Sunday – Taking a hot shower and hanging out for a while. Going to the New York Kitchen in Garden City (mazungu mall) for breakfast/lunch and having a salad (well, more like a salsa salad, but still ewooma = delicious). Purchasing all seasons of Six Feet Under that work on my computer for 5,000ushs each!
Worst Week EVER (EVER = same as above) More Hypothetical than Real-very likely though:
Monday – Being peed on by one kid and realizing I now have to take a bucket bath.
Tuesday – Walking aimlessly around the Sabina compound.
Wednesday – Being peed on by two kids and having to bathe again.
Thursday – Having diarrhea and the pit latrine is about 30ft away from my home.
Friday – Getting bitten by a black mamba.
Saturday – Assuming I survived the black mamba bite, having to eat potia (maize flour mashed into mush) and beans for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (not so ewooma).
Sunday – Having my phone stolen (true story).
See a difference? Of course these situations vary from person to person. Some people may enjoy my Worst Week EVER better than my Best Week EVER. Variations in opinions make people who they are, and that is why we are all special in our own way.
FYI: This blog only pertains to events in Ssanje and not at Kiwanga, Seeta (near Kampala) where I am right now. Totally different worlds!
*Should have been sung 6 days ago…I tried. Song: la, la, la – warm up (sung by me so not so good…use your imagination) - Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear B (I hope you know who you are), happy birthday to you! Have a superbly fabulous Tuesday birthday!
*Warning: I do realize that fragments are used quite often within this blog entry. However, I think they are needed to make a clear statement. If you think otherwise, please send your comments to the bottom of this blog.
Best Week EVER (EVER = added as dramatic emphasis):
Monday – Going to the clinic in Ssanje and meeting Musawo (doctor) L to do some family planning/pregnancy health education with women from the trading center.
Tuesday – Giving life skills lessons to the kids and being able to tell that they are actually interested in the topic. Going with Musawo L to a secondary school to give tetanus immunizations to girls who are of child bearing age (yes, they can have children at age 15, 16, 17, but no, they should not, however it is a major concern for many of the girls here).
Wednesday – Going to Kyotera to get a little/lotta sente (money) and receiving mail…in particular, a package!
Thursday – Having a great Club GLOW (girl empowerment) meeting where the girls actually express their opinions freely and even have a debate. Then going to Masaka to eat at 10 Tables for dinner-fanciness.
Friday – Going to Kalisizo to visit the Rakai Health Sciences Program and getting contact information to possibly try and start working within one of the departments (amazing fascility, incredibly well funded, very CDC like). Having a mock Thanksgiving dinner with friends and watching Annie Hall.
Saturday – Traveling to Kampala by a coaster which only takes 3 hours, as opposed to the bus, which takes 4. Attending an Introduction (engagement) ceremony (at least the first 3 hours were fun/interesting). Then going to a nice hotel to lounge around with a friend.
Sunday – Taking a hot shower and hanging out for a while. Going to the New York Kitchen in Garden City (mazungu mall) for breakfast/lunch and having a salad (well, more like a salsa salad, but still ewooma = delicious). Purchasing all seasons of Six Feet Under that work on my computer for 5,000ushs each!
Worst Week EVER (EVER = same as above) More Hypothetical than Real-very likely though:
Monday – Being peed on by one kid and realizing I now have to take a bucket bath.
Tuesday – Walking aimlessly around the Sabina compound.
Wednesday – Being peed on by two kids and having to bathe again.
Thursday – Having diarrhea and the pit latrine is about 30ft away from my home.
Friday – Getting bitten by a black mamba.
Saturday – Assuming I survived the black mamba bite, having to eat potia (maize flour mashed into mush) and beans for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (not so ewooma).
Sunday – Having my phone stolen (true story).
See a difference? Of course these situations vary from person to person. Some people may enjoy my Worst Week EVER better than my Best Week EVER. Variations in opinions make people who they are, and that is why we are all special in our own way.
FYI: This blog only pertains to events in Ssanje and not at Kiwanga, Seeta (near Kampala) where I am right now. Totally different worlds!
