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Every race, every creed, education

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The parents and students in attendance

Today is a public holiday. In fact around the world it is International Woman’s Day. I don’t think it is recognized so much in the USA.

ATEFO has selected fifty farmer groups in Bugiri district to receive intensified training. While ATEFO waits for additional funding to bring back the other trainers, Matthews and I will start on three of these groups. I wanted to do four or five, but Adams insisted on only three to start. We were supposed to go out Monday, but on Sunday Matthews learned he lost a 9 y.o. grandson to cancer, and the burial was Monday. Knowing that I have been anxious to start training again, he was willing to stay in Bugiri, but I said he should go to the burial. One more day won’t matter. So hopefully tomorrow we will finally get back out to the villages.

On Saturday, Matthews had requested me to speak to a meeting of parents and children of a school he is supporting in his home village near Kamuli. I had to take two taxis to get to Kamuli, where Matthews met me and then we took a borrowed motorcycle to the village. The taxis were slow, as they often are, constantly stopping to solicit passengers. I sat in Jinja for 45 minutes waiting for the taxi to Kamuli to fill up. By the time we got to the meeting we were an hour late. Being late is a Ugandan tradition but I didn’t want to add to it. Many had gone home, but there was still a nice size crowd when we arrived. The local LC-1 and town council chair were also there.

When we pulled up, they started up with a song to greet me. It really caught me off guard, and they did another chorus, led by Matthews, so I could film it. See it here. The women love to make those yelping sounds.

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View from the front door

This village, like most, has a high level of poverty. So far, the school is only pre-school, then P-1, P-2 and P-3. If possible, a grade will be added each year. They are crammed into a very small building,

I think it used to be a home. Matthews says there is the need to accommodate 100 students at these ages, though many don’t go to school. While 100 students per classroom is pretty normal in Uganda, no way is this school large enough. Somehow they need to raise the funds to build more.

 

What can I say to these people? Essentially I tried to motivate them to cooperate together to overcome their challenges, and appreciate the efforts of supporters like Matthews. I discussed the importance of education, and in particular the importance of keeping their girls in school. I interacted with the children and encouraged them to obey their parents and appreciate the sacrifices they make to see that they get an education.

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Note the blackboard on the left

Note the blackboard on the left

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Another room, No blackboard here. Most of the benches were taken outside for our meeting.

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Meowri is back to being feisty.

I encouraged the headmistress to add English to the curriculum. With 90 different dialects in Uganda, English is the common denominator that might help with their future mobility for jobs. World-wide, English is the “money language”. Simon’s children at my home stay were taking English lessons at the same primary level, including printing it. The village kids are behind in this regard, although just getting to go to school is a challenge.

I mentioned my own father attended a similar one room school house in Virginia Dale, Colorado (Another one room school house built on my pioneer ancestor’s homestead stands today at the Littleton Historical Museum. A few owners later, the Lilley homestead is now Columbine Country Club).

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Back side of the school

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I met a few of Matthews’ children at his home after the meeting. His daughter wears a Colorado T-shirt

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My Aunt Shirley’s hand made stars up in Matthews’ ceiling. They will be Christmas ornaments next year.

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Church under construction. Roofing tiles in the back.

I wasn’t particularly impressed with myself, but Matthews said later I was a big hit. I might represent a ‘great white hope” but securing the resources to improve the school is likely beyond my reach. It’s frustrating, but I have a few hundred farmers here in Bugiri I hope to boost in some small measure. On the plus side, there are couple of acres around the school which can be cultivated to provide nutrition to the students and income for the school. A permagarden can be dug out back and take water from the roof. I may go back to help Matthews dig it. I think Father Christmas will visit the kids too.
Before taking me back to Kamuli to get my taxi home, Matthews brought me by a nearby church under construction It is Seventh Day Adventist. Matthews is a pretty devout SDA, and also is supporting this construction (although not lately!). The walls are up but it still needs a roof. During rainy season, they use a tarp. I saw a pile of roofing tiles to install soon. The church was at least four times the size of the school. I struggle with this. In this village, should the church have the same or higher priority than the school? In my country there is a similar weighing of priorities. Citizens can choose to make a tax-deductible donations to support construction of Churches, and/or choose whether to vote for bonds to repair deteriorating schools or build more. Heaven and Education, both laudable goals, sometimes competing for scarce resources.

Future Days IV

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I assisted with a “sharing out” VSLA meeting. At the end of the year, they receive their savings, plus their share of interest from loans to members and fines. I helped with the calculations on each passbook. This group received 2807UGX back for every 2000 UGX share they saved. They sign for their money on the register. Some of them use a blue ink thumbprint. After seeing this result their first year, they are determined to save more next year.

I am finally starting to get back out into the fields again. I’m still working on cluster business plans, but with Matthews’ issues behind him, and hopefully available full time, we can go back to our action plan to teach four weeks of programs to farmer groups: record keeping, budgeting, sack gardens, and gender equality.

Before we are back in this routine full time, however, the first two weeks of February will have some other activities. The annual “all-vol” conference will be held near Kampala next week. All the Peace Corps volunteers will participate. I will get to meet many of the other Uganda volunteers for the first time.

After all-vol, I will travel with two other PCVs from my cohort, David and Karen, for a week in Western Uganda. David is my fellow fossil and frequent roommate, and Karen is a health volunteer and the oldest of the females in our cohort, though hardly a fossil (40’s- she was the black-eyed pea at Halloween). It’s the “Fossils on the Move” tour!

We will visit Karen’s site located on a massive tea plantation, While there, David and I will consult about their perma-gardens in exchange for free use of the guesthouse and meals and obligatory tour (which we will want anyway). David’s site is a demonstration project we will also visit for a night. Then we’ll tour Queen Elizabeth National Park (African animals!), Finally we’ll travel to scenic Lake Bunyoni in the southwest corner, near the Rwanda border. Along the way, we’ll stop at the equator, and watch the Super Bowl from Dave’s site. He is most recently from North Carolina. We’ll sleep through the 2:30 a.m. kickoff and watch it on a delayed basis online.

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After the sharing out, the grateful village gave each of us a chicken (they are hanging from the handlebars). I gave mine to another trainer, Williams.

I’ll return to Bugiri by February 12, and then all PCVs are grounded to work from their sites, until after the election on the 18th. Speaking of the election, here is an article I thought was pretty good.

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On Sunday I hosted my home stay family for dinner.. We had spaghetti and meat sauce and fruit and yogurt salad. These were new dishes for my family. Sharon had to take a test at nursing school and unfortunately missed it. Too bad, since she has the view I am totally helpless to cook for myself. This picture (Peace and Innocent with Simon in the background) is after we were temporarily driven inside off my narrow porch by a 30 minute downpour.

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This is Edith with George, the new education trainee living with Hellen and Simon. He is the polar opposite of me in language, receiving one of only three high intermediate scores in his cohort

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Saw a kid in my neighborhood the other day with one of the toys from Father Christmas. The little wind-up robots are breaking easily. No warranties from FC

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My sister thinks you would be interested in how I wash clothes and dishes. I use three basins for each chore. Soapy water, rinsing and air dry on a dish rack for the dishes. I soak my clothes overnight in detergent, then scrub and rinse them twice before line drying. I do each chore twice a week.

I need to travel light, so I’ll bring my smart phone but not my lap top. So don’t expect any new blog posts for a couple of weeks.

Go Broncos!

A Song is not a Business Plan

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A Farm Cluster meeting. There were four farmer groups represented. Men sat on one side, the women on the other.

Recently I have been working on drafting a template for business plans to be used by clusters of farming groups. The clusters register themselves and use their larger membership to try to leverage better prices, share resources, improve their marketing, and decrease the cost of inputs.A business plan is something the cluster can show a bank. Individuals will still get the loans.

I travel with members of ATEFO to meetings to obtain information that will go into the business plans. I was given a nice business plan for a maize cluster to work from, and I’m converting it to rice farmer clusters. It’s mostly the same issues. It’s a little too much like legal work than I prefer.  I am a little weak on Word skills for things like tables and templates.

I don’t know if I will get back to a program of teaching farmer groups. I would prefer that. It is tough giving a bank a business plan when the farmers don’t keep records. In the cluster meetings I remind the farmers of that.

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I came home early one afternoon and the kids next door where cleaning my windows. They said they were too smudged. I pointed out it was because they kept pressing their faces up against them.


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Medira reading my book to me on the front porch. She starts Senior-1 at the local Islamic school when it goes back in session.

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This what Meowri eats. Silverfish. Also the occasional hard boiled egg. She is a voracious eater, really growing.

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Sometimes Meowri starts staring at something intently and I know she has spied a bug or lizard. Male on the left was tapping his tail. He climbed up to “tap” the female on the right. This is better than when Meowri wants to get at a bug on my computer screen.

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This rooster always enjoys standing on top of a 10 foot mound of sand near my compound.

Heinz Baked Beans

This is what I pulled up from the ground.

This is what I pulled up from the ground.

Yes readers, The Who once did a parody commercial called Heinz Baked Beans. I will never think of beans the same again.

Matthews is staying in Kamuli until Sunday. Last week, he had mentioned it was time to harvest the beans on Adams’ land. He was very concerned about that. Obviously harvesting can’t wait. I had told him I would help, so I made the same offer to Adams. I felt I needed some exercise anyway, and it would be interesting and educational. Part of the Adventure! So yesterday I was out there in the field with three young men (including Matthews’ nephew) and a woman picking beans.

I joked to Adams, if a gypsy fortuneteller told me three years ago I would be picking beans in equatorial Africa, I would have demanded a refund.

Beans in the pod.

Beans in the pod.

This is the same field Matthews is growing passion fruits. You saw a photo of it here. The beans were brown, on now-dead stalks close to the ground. You had to find them among the lush green foliage. Reminded me of hunting Easter eggs. I asked about the other plants, and was told by the other workers they were “greens” a general term that seemed non-responsive to me. The bean plants were easy to pull out, gather, and throw into about 30 piles we made across the field. Then we carried the piles to make big piles on the side of the road, and then threw them up onto the bed of a large truck.
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This was stoop labor and the sun was hot. Since I’m not Ugandan, I was a migrant worker! It certainly educated me about the harshness of the work migrants often do all over the world. I was thoroughly exhausted, looked at my watch, and laughed. I had only worked for one hour. I was so happy when it was time for a water break. I wore my work gloves I hadn’t worn since digging the permagarden (I need to update about that). I had on long sleeves and sweat pants and came home covered in burrs and other stickers. The other workers used their bare hands and wore sandals.

I'm with one of my fellow harvesters.

I’m with one of my fellow harvesters.

A female oil and gas engineer named Maria had driven us to the field and then stayed chatting with Adams. She had met Adams many years ago in her village and now had her own car. An empowered woman! I want to know more about her story and will ask Adams. On the way home, she chided Adams for not working and letting himself get fat and out of shape. “This older man is in better shape than both of us”. Cue my diabetes story, which Adams already knows. Like others I have told, it is inspiring but apparently not motivating.

I have plans today, New Years Eve, to visit a Danish businessman named Henning in Jinja who has invited me to meet his family. He does work with my ATEFO org and we’ve had some great chats. His wife is a doctor. He sends his kids back to Denmark frequently so they can stay acquainted with their friends and Danish roots. He says their place is on the water (Lake Victoria). Later tonight I will meet a bunch of PCVs at a place called Bourbon, also on the water, and there will be fireworks over the lake to bring in the new year. Vickie, a PCV, has lined up a place for me to crash tonight. I’ll leave a large bowl of silverfish for Meowri.

The beans drying in the sun. Adams says this filled a sack weighing about 80kg and will yield around 200,000UGX. He paid the other three workers 10,000UGX each for working on the harvest and then separating the beans from the pods by beating on them. That's about $3.00US each for a lot of work!

The beans drying in the sun. Adams says this filled a sack weighing about 80kg and will yield around 200,000UGX. He paid the other three workers 10,000UGX each for working on the harvest and then separating the beans from the pods by beating on them. That’s about $3.00US each for a lot of work!

Where I Work

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Time for a short tour of my office. The window behind my desk is in the middle of the building. My permagarden is on the right of the stand. You’ve seen pictures of Adams, and Matthews, these are the rest of Bugiri staff

Emma is a trainer, friendly guy. Has a wife and a kid. Not sure he is on board to teach farmers record keeping.

Emma is a trainer, friendly guy. Has a wife and a kid one on the way.

Williams is a trainer. He and Emma are recent university graduates, happy to be employed.

Williams is a trainer. He and Emma are recent university graduates, happy to be employed.

Janet is our accountant, trying to be coy. She recently got the maroon hair wig treatment. She is 24, right between the ages of my own kids. There were two other ladies. One had a baby and hasn't been back. The other one, Helen, who has my kitten,has been gone more than a week.

Janet is our accountant. She recently got the maroon hair wig treatment. She is 24, right between the ages of my own kids.

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This Moses, my office mate, National Programme Director, and village chicken purchaser.


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This is our front office

This is our front office

This is my office I share with Moses. My desk is on the left. It's not bad. We have no internet so I have to use my own modem.

This is my office I share with Moses. My desk is on the left. It’s not bad. We have no internet so I have to use my own modem.

 

 

Daily Records

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Matthews holds the rice sack summary with me and translates. That’s Moses in the foreground checking data while I talk.

Here I am, speaking to a farmer group after their weekly VSLA meeting, about the importance of record keeping. I ask at the beginning: Who keeps records? No one does. For a Peace Corps assignment, I interviewed the heads of the three financial institutions in Bugiri. I asked their biggest problem with customers, all mentioned lack of record keeping.

I encourage the farmers to keep simple crop records in a notebook (Date of planting; Amount of inputs used; Date of harvest; How much was the yield; Additional notes about disease, drought etc.). I also show them how a cash book works (it’s similar to a check register- if you are under 30 ask your parents).

I do not want to spend the next two years speaking to 200 farmer groups about record keeping. In a staff meeting yesterday, (after clearing my talk with Adams) I explained that Peace Corps wants me to help farmers, but my job is also to help ATEFO help farmers; so my efforts are sustainable after I leave. ATEFO’s primary purpose is teaching farmers to take a more business-like approach to farming, rather than just sustenance. Record keeping is fundamental to being successful in business.

The farmers can already see how important record keeping is, since the VSLA needs a journal to record welfare and savings contributions, and loans, and each farmer has his own passbook. Extending the concept to the farm and home should be easy, and this record keeping is much simpler compared to the VSLA record keeping.

Our trainers run around to these village VSLA meetings to write down data on savings to report to our funders, and will point out any deficiencies they see in their VSLA, both laudable activities. We are helping build a culture of saving. But we are failing the farmers if they do not receive a 20-30 minute lesson on record keeping, budgeting, post-harvest handling etc.

I suggested that each trainer in the our three districts should go out with me for a talk or two, then I would go out with them to watch them give the same talk. They are seeing these groups at least once or twice a month, so throw in a talk. We get more lessons delivered to more groups this way. Their talks would be faster than mine too, without a translator.

Speaking of translating, I say five words, then Matthews (holding the rice sack with me) speaks for 60 seconds. He swears he says what I say, and the three Bugiri trainers we go out with agree Lusoga takes longer to say the same thing. It’s hard to argue, because as you know, I am no expert on Lusoga.

I can’t say whether the trainers will agree to this process, although Adams seems to, and one trainer admits I am right about ATEFO’s purpose and sees no issue with my plan. But it requires a little bit more time, as they race around collecting data. If no one is there with the trainer, how do we check that the lesson is given? Maybe randomly check with VSLA chairmen. It’s like I used to say to clients: I am paid to give you advice, it’s up to you whether to follow it.

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When middle class Americans run low on money, they often use up their retirement funds, and credit cards until they run out of credit. They hope they get that new job or their business will get better, and then they will pay it all back, only turning to bankruptcy as a last resort.

Ugandans don’t have those two ‘backstops’ let alone an ability to get a ‘fresh start’ which bankruptcy provides. They also don’t get unemployment benefits. So have a bad harvest, and the next step is food insecurity (but not if they have a permagarden!) , or eating poorly, causing stunted growth and other nutritional ailments . School fees can’t get paid either, so the children suffer in that regard too.

Meanwhile the children keep getting born….

Once while I was speaking to a farmer group, my office mate and trainer Moses went deeper into the village and bought a couple chickens to take home. He hung them on his handlebars and said he would let them get fatter before eating them. What do chickens think as they hang, going down the road? Maybe one day I will do a blog post on chicken and rooster behavior. I've learned a lot watching them everywhere I go.

Once while I was speaking to a farmer group, my office mate and trainer Moses went deeper into the village and bought a couple chickens to take home. He hung them on his handlebars and said he would let them get fatter before eating them. What do chickens think as they hang, going down the road? Maybe one day I will do a blog post on chicken and rooster behavior. I’ve learned a lot watching them everywhere I go.

On Saturday I got my first visit from another PCV, Vanessa. She had her home stay for language learning in Bugiri and wanted to visit her home stay family for the last time before her service as an Education volunteer ends in December. So I finally got to show off my home!

Besides introducing me to her lovely home stay family, she showed me where a pork joint is on the edge of town. Most PCVs love pork joints. The cooking was in a thatched hut with a another hut next door with tables and chairs. We got there at noon and were served at 1:30, about normal for a pork joint. We ordered two kilos. They chop and cook it up on a large plate. Very fatty with lots of little bones, but it’s pretty good. Forgot to take pictures. No one at my office knew of this place, so we will all go there some day. Except Adams, who is Muslim, so it’s his loss.

Vanessa (29) is taking the foreign service exam today (Wednesday) at Peace Corps headquarters, as she tries to figure out what to do next. She is considering Peace Corps Response, something my niece Britta did. In Response, a returned volunteer (or any American with 10 years experience in a suitable career) goes to a country for only about nine months or a year. Britta terminated early in Bolivia due to civil unrest, and then did Response in Liberia. I may want to do this too. More exotic travel on someone else’s dime. Anyway, good luck to Vanessa!

This week is slower than last week , when I visited about 10 villages and gave my talk to a few of them. Monday was primary election day for the NRM party (President Museveni’s party – the National Resistance Movement). My trainers said no one would show up for VSLA meetings. NRM has another primary on October 26 for different offices. On Tuesday we had the aforementioned staff meeting. Today, Matthews is in Jinga for some medical tests, so no riding out to villages. A chance to work on my blog. Friday is Uganda Independence Day. I will walk with the Bugiri Rotary Club in a parade of some sort, and then we are supposed to play in a soccer game against an unnamed opponent. So I’ll be getting a bit of exercise at practice this week.

Don’t need a helmet, got a hard, hard head

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Actually I do need a motorcycle helmet, on those dirt roads to the villages. It’s really nice, but with the dark visor down, I felt it was too Darth Vader-ish. There were other colors but the Peace Corps gave me this one.

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So I reached out to some friends and asked for stickers to lighten it up a bit. Thanks, to Trrish, Lauren, Mike, Ed, Wayne, Mary, Clark and Jay . Hope I didn’t forget anyone.They were in my first care package, which Clark put together for me. It only took eight days to reach me.   Also special thanks to Mike, who just mailed me his spare Motorcycle jacket and black pants, which don’t look too crazy, with armor in the shoulders, hips. knees, elbows, and back. Looking forward to receiving them. Besides my hard hard head, I’d like to protect those other parts on me too. . I will explain the relevance of the these stickers. Top and bottom are two sports teams from Denver, Avalanche and Nuggets. PJ20 celebrated two decades of Pearl Jam (Jan and I went to Alpine Valley Wisconsin to help them celebrate), the source of today’s blog post title.

 

 

 
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The Who-> sticker was a tough one on the round surface. I’ve been to their shows over five different decades now. I received a bunch of Rotary stickers of various sizes. Fourth decade for Rotary.  I let Adams pick out three for himself. He was thrilled. The sticker at the bottom is from ATEFO, my current organization.

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I still have the Broncos season tickets, Six decades, starting with my dad. This season, I stream them after midnight on my computer. Who knew I could do this serving for the Peace Corps in Uganda? Twice, I’ve had power outages in which my computer’s battery died in the middle of the fourth quarter. So I still have to make small sacrifices. 🙂 The Colorado sticker is for a brew pub. I’m a fifth generation Colorado native through my dad. Jay’s son *is* Ferbie Cakes -a DJ I think.

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The goat is guarding a spot for a Peace Corps sticker when I get one. I spent most of the 70’s at Denver University (Accounting Major and Law School). You can see, there is a lot of my life history on my helmet.

Goin’ Fishin’

On the way home one afternoon, we visited a fish farmer, who we help along with rice farmers. The digging on this pond was almost finished and about to become operational.

On the way home one afternoon, we visited a fish farmer, who we help along with rice farmers. The digging on this pond was almost finished and it’s about to become operational.

This is where fingerlings are kept. He said about 50,000.

This is where fingerlings are kept. He said about 50,000.

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These are his hatcheries

These are his hatcheries

Speaking of fish, these are cooked fish at the market. Can't bring myself to try one. I can buy frozen mince meat (ground beef) only in Iganga. I make spaghetti meat sauce and hamburgers from it on my electric grill. I go about every other weekend to Iganga to withdraw money from Barclays (the only ATM in Bugiri charges 13,000 shillings for a withdrawal and a roundtrip to Iganga is 4,000) and do some shopping. Sometimes I use the free wireless and eat western food at the Sol Cafe, and often I visit my nearby home stay family.

Speaking of fish, these are cooked fish at the market. Can’t bring myself to try one. I can buy frozen mince meat (ground beef) only in Iganga. I make spaghetti meat sauce and hamburgers from it on my electric grill. I go about every other weekend to Iganga to withdraw money from Barclays (the only ATM in Bugiri charges 13,000 shillings for a withdrawal and a roundtrip to Iganga is 4,000) and do some shopping. Sometimes I use the free wireless and eat western food at the Sol Cafe, and often I visit my nearby home stay family.

Education

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This is a jackfruit tree. The fruits are huge. They taste good, but it’s very messy and difficult to separate the little juicy globs inside from the rind.

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I sit on my covered front porch sometimes during cooling rainstorms. This is my view. Unfinished construction is on both sides of my tri-plex. If I ever meet the owner I will ask him about it. I also throw my laundry and dish washing water out on that little rise you see.

I had a couple of leftover photos from last week shown here.

First a couple of reactions to comments. The treadle sewing machine I showed last week received some attention and sparked some memories of a by-gone era. Second, please don’t sweat about my weight. I am pretty sure I have stabilized at 165. Now that I am cooking for myself, my fear is letting it go back up. I am still trying to restrict after dinner snack intake.

This week I finally visited some farmer groups at their VSLA meetings. I was introduced at each meeting by the ATEFO trainer, and it was announced I would be coming back in a week or two to give a lesson on budgeting.

I met with 7 groups, 5 along the same road on Tuesday. Due to scheduling conflicts with Matthews and the four day Muslim holiday weekend just finishing, for Eid al-Adha, I will speak to only one group next week, this Wednesday.

Lots of Muslims celebrating Eid al-Adha on Thursday, mostly dressed in White.

Lots of Muslims out celebrating Eid al-Adha on Thursday, mostly dressed in White.

I was well-received at these groups, and they seem interested in what I will have to say. I hope I can measure up to their expectations. I gave a similar talk on budgeting to a group of Boda drivers during tech immersion.

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My first village meeting was in this mud hut. It had mud floors of course and was built three years ago. Nice and cool in there!

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All the other farmer groups met outside in the shade of a large trees. The women often sit on mats, although a man is on this one.

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From left, Mwondha’s dad, brother Matia, mother, wife Collin, Mwondha, sister Esther. Collin wore her gown from her previous graduation. At the village party, other former grads wore their gowns again. They don’t rent them here.

On Saturday, I attended the graduation of Mwondha, my carpenter, and his brother, on the grounds of Basoga University, only a few blocks from where I had language training near Iganga. Before Mwondha received his diploma (but after his brother received his), there was a massive rain storm which completely decimated the event, blowing down tents and turning the place into a muddy quagmire. We left, just as the rain was tapering off, and went to his village where his parents still lived.

The village had been organized into a huge festive celebration. As we got out of our cars, the brothers were mobbed like rock stars. The women make this high-pitched warbling scream that sounds sort of like Banshees. I was semi-mobbed by the village kids, who acted like they didn’t know what to make of me. Once I started fist-bumping them, they relaxed. They had organized tents, decorations, cakes and lots of food for the whole village. There were two MCs and a sound system run off of a generator. I had hoped to hang back and watch, but was ushered to a seat of honor with the family. Of course there were speeches, and during each one, I was singled out and told I was “most welcome”.

An altar was set up, and a priest said Mass. He asked God to delay the rain until after the party, but God didn’t listen, and so half-way through mass, I was in my second deluge. A lady, Collin, was sort of delegated to be my minder for the day, and told me she was Mwondha’s first wife. The wife I was acquainted with at the carpenter shop was his second. Collin told me Mwondha is 32 and has six kids with the two wives and another woman he didn’t marry. I have come to understand that polygamy is frequent among the Masoga tribe (and Muslims) here in the east, but less common in the northern and western parts of Uganda. Collin is from the far north and admitted she wasn’t happy when this happened. Just like my father Simon at home stay, he’s Catholic too!

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During the storm at graduation, tents got upturned, so people threw out the chairs so there would be more room to huddle together.

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Trying to keep their nice clothes dry while the tents take a beating. Much more entertaining than handing out diplomas!

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This is the top of a tent that was flipped off it moorings by the wind, and came down pointy top first, piercing into my tent. Might have hurt someone in the way.

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Procession during the village party

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During the rainstorm, I was hustled into this room with other “elders”. I know my beard is grey but….The guy on the right is an engineer who used to employ Mwondha. We didn’t get to visit much in there, unfortunately.

Goin’ Mobile

First off, a shout out of thanks to my Northglenn-Thornton Rotary Club for stepping up to cover the school fees and boarding expenses for Sharon’s last two years of High School! She will start during the summer break on August 7, and make up the two terms she missed along with her third term until December. Then she will have a more normal last senior year from January until December. All this for $525 US.

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They waited until I picked out a mattress before they had the frame made. Then we walked through town with the disassembled frame.

I am in Bugiri until Friday morning and then go to “Tech Immersion” in Kibali. So far, I think I am going to like Bugiri. I have partially moved into my new home. It’s got a painted concrete floor with two rooms. With my move in allowance I will put down vinyl flooring, as in my home stay room. Nice looking and easier to sweep. I will use one room for a kitchen and eating table, and the second for combo bed and living room. An electrical outlet is in each room. I will need power strips. There is no running water so I will have to go about 100 yards down the road with a Jerry can to a water pump. I bought a kettle, so I can boil the water in the morning for my tea/coffee and my Nalgeen bottle, and in the evening I will add it to a bucket of cold water for bathing. Fortunately, I also have a stall inside my place for bucket bathing, so I don’t have to go outside for that, where the mosquitoes lurk.

Those cans are pretty heavy when they are filled with water.

Those cans are pretty heavy when they are filled with water.

So my place is a bit rustic, like my first place in Capital Hill during law school, minus the running water and cockroaches (I might get a cat to deal with any pests later). I thought I would hire a neighbor to wash my clothes but I only have two neighbors in this quiet tri-plex. One is a very pregnant lady named Sarah with a girl I would say is about 7 and a 1 y.o. baby. Haven’t seen the husband yet. The other neighbor is a man named Ali, who just started working for the town in the planning department (I think).
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My supervisor with the NGO I will work for (African Trainers and Entrepreneurial Forum), Adams, is a nice jovial person and I have a good office set-up (no internet though). Most of the time I will be going out to the fields to meet with rice farmers. I will travel on the back of my counterpart’s motorcycle. I’m still not sure what they plan for me.

Adams is thrilled I am a Rotarian and said he hopes I can attend each weekly meeting of the Bugiri Rotary club on Thursdays. It just got chartered (6/15) but already has 35 members. As most of us know, in most countries the Rotary Club members are the elites of the community, so this will surely help to get me integrated. I am glad I brought a couple of our banners to exchange. The meeting started an hour late (African time!) and they will party until midnight. Adams borrowed a car t take me home earlier. I look forward to working with this club. Peace Corps always wants volunteers to start youth groups, so I think I will start a few Interact Clubs, which are Rotary high school youth groups.

My counterpart is Matthews. He is a bit difficult to understand, but otherwise, a we get along fine. While sharing a meal with Matthews, he happened to mention that they stress organic farming without pesticides. This was a big thing with Peter Jensen too, and led to an intense discussion about perma-gardening. I showed Matthews pictures I had taken during training of the various stages of the garden we dug. He totally understood the concepts of water from the roof, double-digging, storage for dry season etc. I remarked that unfortunately my new home site wasn’t suited for my own perma-garden, but he thought he could find several locations that could work as demonstration sites. He’s pretty excited about the potential for this. Timing is perfect to get them dug in August and planted just before rainy season starts up. Adams requested me to send him my perma-gardening pictures on WhatsApp.

I take the time to greet and stop to talk to the people I meet walking to work and back. I have yet to see any other muzungus (white people). I have a whole new crop of kids to teach my name.