So this week has been a week of contrast where you realise you don't have enough time to do everything you want to do but am also really starting to crave home.
Monday dawned and Joe, Ella and I were still learning to cope without Mumma Juliet. We jumped into teaching about compost, kitchen gardens and sustainable agriculture. Doing this in theory started to be tough so we took to chalk on the floor and getting the youth to be the sticks and wrap themselves around one another. Monday was also welfare so we all ranted and cried to Tara and Peter but at the end of the day had a team meeting and resolved a lot of problems.
In Tuesday we started the day with a primary school session where we talked about finding your future dreams and finding five year plans. Most revolved around staying in school and working hard, but it soon came clear that this hard not only because of exams but because parents can't afford the fees. It was still inspiring to hear from so many children.
Afterwards we made our way into Jinja for countless doctors appointments and I got called into office for some 'meetings'. Turns out what happens in Jinja doesn't stay amongst the volunteers but hey, it will be sorted soon.
Still feeling pretty ill we headed back to Nakalama and prepared for a new youth group on Wednesday 40 minuite away. It was a long ride but quite fun. We taught about family planning, HIV and condoms. We ended giving well over 50 away to quite a small group.
Thursday dawned with Anthony's youth group. We headed over and joe taught about resource mobilisation and record keeping which we hope was really helpful. Ella and I played with babies, ran the energisers and distributed condoms. Turns out when you can't speak Lusoga you wiggle.
With Friday we jumped back into school teaching kitchen gardens, sustainable agriculture and compost again but our classes had halved as kids couldn't afford the school fees. Good thing is that children from the older classes try to climb through windows and doors in order to listen to what we are saying. Our cheeky monkeys were in full force wiggling their way and singing the condom sing even when we are teaching about farming. Totally love them to pieces.
Got called to Jinja again and got wet in the taxi as got caught in a storm. On the way back Radha and Rhiannon and I needed up in a taxi stuck in a ditch in the pitch black. They told everyone but us to get out as 20 plus men tried to throw the taxi out of the ditch. I moved a on the wheel and in the process got thrown over the taxi. Musungu everywhareeee.
Returned to the beautiful surprise of Mumma Juliet in much better health woo. On Saturday I headed early into Iganga and then went to a football event in Busembatia which was wicked. I rode a body bicupycle sideways with a. Guy called Fred who was so nice so that was lots of fun. The kids were running up the side which was quite funny.
Sunday came and with it food shopping. Which was not overpriced and done on my own. I also managed to get the body driver to apply for ICS and pumped and collected water in my own. What a successful start to the day.
We then held an amazing health centre talk in IBUN BAZ, the all girls schol that Ella and I begged the headmistress to let us hold. 320 girls came to here about me station and periods and asked lots of lots of questions, like why you get period pain, to why more women get pregnant in dry season and one of my favourites whether it was true that your first baby would die if you threw your sanitary pad down the pit latrine.... Guess I have a lot of dead first born babies then. Rose and Stella the nurses were amazing and talked of how cultural rumours like that could make people very ill and answered the questions amazingly. The girls were so friendly and grateful, and really wanted us to come back regularly. I really hope we can.
So that is this week and we officially have 3 weeks left in placement and a lot of events to run. So here is to the next few weeks and some prayers for health would ape amazing as I am so fed up of being ill. Thank you for all the support. Sulle bolungie. Xx
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