Monthly Archive: June 2016

Ambassador Malac Visits Bugiri

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Ambassador Malac Addresses the gathering at ATEFO. John (seated) and Adams from ATEFO

On Tuesday June 28, Ambassador Deborah Malac made a quick one hour stop in Bugiri town and visited my org, African Trainers and Entrepreneurs Forum (ATEFO). There were about 20 office and field staff from ATEFO, and also some local dignitaries. Then a few of us walked to my home. I will let the photos (most of them purchased a local photographer) tell the story.

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Watching a power point briefing about ATEFO in Adams’ office, with Mark Meassick, USAid Mission Director, my Peace Corps supervisor Meital, and Margaret, Resident District Commissioner.

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i am explaining about how to make a sack garden. We have received approval for a Peace Corps grant to allow Matthews and I to teach sack gardens to the farmer groups and youth groups. The grant will pay for the seedlings, while the community donates the remaining materials.

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Every visit from a dignitary gets a tree planting. She said she is used to this. This is an umbrella tree. near my permagarden. I am concerned a goat will get to it unless we can protect it. Matthews says it will be taller than me before I return to the USA next year.

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This is a ceremonial cake cutting. As you can see, I grew out my beard, it came in brown, whereas the goatee is (annoyingly) all grey. I think the two tone looks like Lassie, or old time ball player with mutton chops, so I might go back to just the goatee. Opinions?

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Here we are taking the five minute walk to my home. Note the cowboy boots worn by Ambassador Malac. Before she arrived, I walked the route with the local police, and then two more times with Embassy advance security personnel. Neighbors must have wondered what was going on. Meital came early with her driver, and the Ambassador had six vehicles in her entourage. I generally wear my backpack most of the time, and a Rockies or Avalanche cap.

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In my well swept and organized abode (I still haven’t got that mouse though). It was hot that day, I look sweaty. Ambassador Malac said she isn’t used to seeing a PCV in a jacket and tie. But Adams and the rest of the org hierarchy were in three piece suits, so I had step it up. Unfortunately, they don’t fit well, made for a heavier man. 🙂

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Local police who provided some security gave me permission to take their picture (this time).

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Gratuitous selfie

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Andrew McCown with USAID staff. He served with with my niece as a PCV in Bolivia. Small world. Invited me to dinner with his wife and 8 month old the next time I am in Kampala.

 

Goats Head Soup (A fitting punishment)

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This is Adams’ passion fruit field where I picked beans last December

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Some dastardly goats

I was disappointed when I came back from vacation. Matthews reported that goats had ruined my permagarden for the season, with the exception of a few surviving tomato plants. Also when I got my home, I went to the field behind the compound I had featured  in my blog earlier with the cows plowing and Margaret digging. Matthews had given her some banana seedlings that were doing quite well. Even with a surrounding fence however, goats got in and ate the leaves from the banana plants right down to the stalks. The sweet potatoes and cassava are still OK. I have said before goats are tethered everywhere, but some get loose and roam around.
While talking with Margaret about the banana plant calamity, she picked some “greens” for me. Some of them was do do (long o), a bitter green which is a sad substitute for spinach in my opinion. I don’t even know what the other greens were, nor can I tell the difference with weeds very easily. Then the caretaker for Adams’ passion fruit field, where I had worked in December to pick beans, gave me a bag of beans, from the same place. So I am preparing and eating them. It’s only fair I emulate the natives. Its so time consuming for a pampered American from the suburbs.

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A handful of greens to rinse three times, chop, and cook on the griddle.


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After cooking the greens, I made a grilled cheese and avocado sandwich, and that was dinner. I could not eat all the greens. How I miss broccoli. I will grow it someday.

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A bag of Adams’ beans to clean while I watch some movie on my computer.

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In my current situation of managing my monthly living allowance, these are relatively expensive, but labor saving, alternatives. Shame on me, the pampered American has not totally escaped processed foods.

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In my new neighborhood, a new group of kids to treat me like a rock star. They come running, and I am obliged to lift and toss each one up a bit. Its good for my arms. Here, they clustered at my door and “helped” me knock while I waited for someone to let me in.

Uganglish

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When you get your change back from the vendor at the taxi stage it is your “balance”. This is as close to drive through fast food in Uganda as it gets. Meat on a stick, drinks, fruit and crackers.

There is going to be a movie from Disney released in September called “Queen of Katwe”. It’s a true story about a girl who is from the slums of Kampala and becomes a chess champion. It was filmed in Uganda and South Africa. This is the trailer. The depiction of the kid carrying two yellow jerry cans of water was part of my life until I moved.
Note the inflections you hear in the speaking. We say Ugandans speak Uganglish. When I speak English to native Ugandans, this is the way I sound now. Clark noticed it a bit during our vacation. At first I was a bit bothered when I heard veteran PCVs speak this way during training, but it’s something you slip into. Sort of like acquiring a Texas twang if you live there long enough. Here are a few interesting Uganglish phrases and elements of cultural communication:

Often injecting “What?” prior to the object of a sentence. “Next week you will all submit your what? Reports.”

“Thank you please” or “Yes, thank you please”

At the beginning of every meeting, the chairman will go through the entire agenda and announce who will be responsible, even when the agenda is handed out.

Ugandans say their names by announcing their surname first: Lilley Charles; Tumusiime Idd Adams

Inserting “Me” before “I”    “Me, I visited my family in the village and brought them a what? Chicken.”
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Dates are written as day/month/year. It took awhile to get used to this, when signing guest books, which are presented wherever you go. My brother informs me this is European style.

“We are struggling” (working hard)

When you greet anyone, especially the children, and ask how they are, they always say “I am fine!” If I am asked, it feels weird to just say “good” or “OK”

Almost always when exchanging greetings with adults, you are asked “How is your place” or “How is Bugiri?”

“Well done” is very common to say when you see a good job.

“Now now” Immediately. A rarity in this country of relaxed time management. .

“Muzungu byeeee” shouted by toddlers as you pass, while they wave. Unless they are my neighbor kids, who yell “Charley! Charley!”

Ronnie Would

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About 50 youth gave up their Saturday afternoon for our program. Ron was hoping for 80 but there was a Village Council meeting at the same time.

I just had to post this feel good story today before I left on vacation.

A few weeks ago, I posted about Youth Technical Training. The young man in my team, Ronnie, was energized by that week. He has come to embody the desired results of Youth Technical Training.

As the President of the Educate Club, he is mobilizing the members to adopt and implement the action plan the team drafted at YTT, for a chicken rearing operation at Bukooli College. I look forward to working with them throughout the process and giving you updates.

Ronnie also led the Club at a recent National Finals Competition in Kampala. It resulted in an article about the Club’s Liquid Soap in the New Vision Newspaper. He was not aware he was in the newspaper until I showed him the article today on my smart phone.

A lot of kids would rest on these laurels, but not Ronnie. He told me he wanted to pass on his knowledge from YTT to the mostly unemployed youths in his home village. So last Sunday, he went around to the local churches to announce a program on Entrepreneurship, with yours truly as a special guest presenter. After meeting to plot out our program, I arranged to make 40 copies of about ten pages of our YTT manual to use as handouts. (Digression- think how routinely we make photocopies in the USA – here this expense took a 20% bite out of my living allowance!)- These youth are unlikely to start a new business tomorrow, but I sincerely think at least a few of these handouts will be kept and referenced in the future.

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Ronnie teaches Entrepreneurial skills.

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Ronnie mentors a group plotting a mosquito net repair service

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At the end of the afternoon, I asked if they wanted more, and this was met with enthusiasm. While I am gone next week, Ronnie will return to teach how to make the liquid soap described in the New Vision article. The class agreed to raise 30,000 shillings among themselves to pay for materials. I promised to return in a few weeks.

Ronnie is finishing S-6 next December. I have asked about his future plans. He says YTT has giving him hope he can be a successful businessman. But in his heart, he would like to become a doctor. He is concerned about the fees this would take, as he is the third oldest of nine children, which stretches family resources thin. I am confident his altruistic nature and skills will provide a bright future and I look forward to watching his progress.

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Village kids peeking into the class. The girl on the red dress is Ronnie’s sister.

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The day got off to a rocky start. After getting out of the taxi near the village, this little girl brought her littler sister over to me. A few seconds after this shot, I let go of the little girls hand and she tumbled back on the little rise you see. Thankfully it was just a minor shock to her.

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This math was on the black board in the room of the primary school we used for the venue. I’m impressed.

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Ronnie’s parents hosted us for a post-program meal.

 

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Selfie June 3

June 3, 2016. A bit older, grayer, but lighter.

Selfie October 2014

October, 2014, soon after submitting my Peace Corps application

Today is June 3, 2016, Martyrs Day, a Public Holiday. While most Ugandans understand the martyrs died for their Christian faith, the story is a bit more involved than that, as you will learn if you follow the link. It might explain a huge cultural bias here.

Today also marks the one year anniversary of my cohort’s arrival in Uganda. So much has transpired, and there is more than a year to go. When my USA Rotary Club hosted exchange students, I would always ask: What are the most surprising things you did not anticipate? The whole cohort arrived thinking they would live in mud and grass huts with no utilities; but Peace Corps has housing standards to provide security. It is easy to imagine break-ins without such secure housing. Most of us have utilities, they are just not consistent. Power goes out a lot and water has to be boiled or filtered. Of course many of the villages I visit to teach are indeed compounds of mud and grass huts, with no utilities. Some don’t even have pit latrines (they just go out to the bushes).

I naively imagined at least few more wild animals, but my environment is too urban. I see baboons on the road sometimes. Also not anticipated: Even more kids than I imagined; the surprising sameness of almost every town; and the lack of food variety.
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Some of you ask if I am homesick. I use WhatsApp here, which is way bigger here than in the USA. I communicate in a group with my four siblings way more than I ever did at home. I can’t imagine it changing when I return, and recommend it to you. Besides a siblings group, I have a group with my kids of course, a sports teams group, my Lusoga Language Group, and the Bugiri Rotary Club. Of course you can also WhatsApp individually too. So this stunts any homesickness. I have lots of imaginary conversations with Jan. She would have been annoyed by a mouse who has eluded me. He/she has eaten two pieces of expensive cheese right off the trap. I am switching to a sticky book.

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There used to be a big chunk of cheese there. Where is Meowri?

I’ve had very little to worry about healthwise. I’ve had some foot issues that now appear under control. Recently, I’ve had a spell of dizziness starting Sunday. It started when I blew off dinner on Saturday night, and I forgot my malaria drug needs me to eat steadily. I remember when Jan would get hungry; eating would become the number one priority because she would get dizzy. The Peace Corps doctor requested I get a glucose test, and while I was at a local clinic, they also tested for Malaria and Typhoid, Everything was good. Azedy accompanied me to his clinic and negotiated a good price for my three tests, because the technician had been one of his students in primary school. I am going to be examined at headquarters before heading to Entebbe for my vacation flight to meet my son at the Seychelles.
I don’t anticipate blogging again until I return after the 19th. I don’t think Seychelles vacation pictures are appropriate for this blog, but we’ll see.

Just Breathe (A Close Call)

Last week, I visited my Home Stay Family from Iganga. They will be hosting their fourth Peace Corps Trainee in a few weeks. The new Agriculture/Health cohort arrived a few days ago. The schools are on holiday, so it was great to see Innocent, Peace and Adrian, and the dependents, Sharon and Esther. Sharon has completed her first semester of nursing school and I obtained information about her billing for the next semester, to pass on to my home Northglenn-Thornton Rotary Club for their continued support. Sharon has done well so far and feels she is pursuing a good path. Right now, she thinks she wants to be a mid-wife. In Uganda there will be no shortage of work for her. She is going to do a practicum for a month with dozens of other students at Bugiri Hospital. They will all live together in a house. She requested Bugiri since I reside there, but unfortunately for much of her time in Bugiri I will be gone on vacation.

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Adrian with a banana

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Four of Azedy and Margaret’s boys, Ayman 5, Azedy 13, Imran 1, and Ahmed 7