Monday, January 12, 2015

Frosting Days and Unbelievable Sunrises

It's been a frosty winter full of snow and cold weather. With each passing day the desire for me to trade in my front wheel drive car for any four wheel drive vehicle increases. Apart from the snow drifts, icy roads, tire chains, and tow ropes there is beauty beyond compare. It is kind of fun living in a winter wonderland every now and then... 




A small explanation of the above photo: my grandpa's cows like to rub on the barbed wire for a good scratch. Hair gets onto the wire, just like any of our hairbrushes. The cool thing about this is that it looks about three hundred times cooler when it frosts over. 




Wednesday, April 17, 2013

First Round of Pictures


The red dirt that so easily clung to our feet. 


Learning to make bio-sand water filters. 


Putting up more solar panels.


Bubbles for the first time. 


Giving out some reading glasses. 


Painting nails. 


On Safari






Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Back from Africa

I am back now from Africa and have been now for a few months. It seems like I was just there yesterday. Alas it's been a few months and it has taken me this long to get on here and finish up where I left off. 
The last part of our Africa trip went really well. We had some good days hanging out in Jinja and visiting the shopping area to get some fun gifts. There was a lady who had a wood shop that was amazing. It was a touristy shop in the front but I heard some chiseling in the back. I walked back and she said I could go all the way back if I wanted to. So I did. And I found a man hand carving ebony and making these beautiful sculptures. It was awesome! I took some pictures of him and went through the building to his workshop to admire his previous work. Needless to say I spent nearly all of my souvenir money at her shop. 
Everyone also told us that they never got rained on in Africa when they came in January. Well during our two/three days of shopping in Jinja it rained/downpoured on and off the entire time! I beg to differ that there isn't rain in Africa in January. :) It was good though and a fun experience for sure. 
After getting some business things done in Jinga we headed to Kiunga. There we helped out at a sickle cell clinic for a bit and got to see Tender Mercies new orphanage. It was a really neat building. They even have a lavish garden started. Those kids will be eating right for sure! They had passion fruits, casava, other greens, not to mention a bunch of chickens. 
We flew out after and headed on our way home. The flights went relatively well. On our second long flight towards the end I got sick. It wasn't the greatest of all experiences, but it was an experience to be had. I was thankful at that time that I was traveling with a bunch of medical professionals! 
All is well back here in the US. It is always an adjustment to get back into the 'normal' way of life while putting into play the lessons you learned and experiences you have added since being away. I'm working on getting some photos edited to post here soon! I promise! 

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Kalango

We arrived in Kalango on Thursday afternoon. It was a nice drive apart from
the fourth of a mile stretch that was quite possibly the worst stretch of road
I have driven on. Even the boda boda (motorcylce taxi man) was laughing at our
treck across this path.
When we arrived we were given a good lunch and then a tour of St. Bahkita
technical school. It was a great school run by the nuns of the Gulu order (I think
that is correct). Sister Tarsissia showed us the back enterance and the air strip
where people had to come, in order to reach the hospital during war time.
It was an interesting little city. On Friday we were given a tour of the hospital.
It was a sight to behold. For Africa it was really nice. Each patient there was
cared for by their care-giver (as far as the bathing and feeding went). It was
very interesting to see how they ran the place. We talked with the CEO of the
hospital. Stephano Santini was a tall skinny Italian man who had lived in Uganda
for 23 years. Coram, Canon and I all realized right away that he was the dopple-
ganger to Doug. It was crazy how similar they looked. We made sure to get a
picture of them together before we left for the remainder of the tour.
That afternoon we headed to Wipolo. It was a fun village that has benefited
greatly from the training and encouragement that Nadine has provided over
the years. We stayed and gave them things for village health and for their drip
irrigation of a second garden. Before we knew it, it was time to head out so we
didn't have to drive in the dark.
On Sunday, I was able to talk with Fran the Peace Corp. worker who is placed
 in Kalango. She told me to look into the Peace Corp. because I would be perfect
for it. I told her I would think about it. It's funny because I have thought about
that quite a bit before. We shall see where life leads for sure.
We are now in Jinja and getting a little bit of adventure time in the markets to
pick up some gifts for everyone. It should be pretty fun. My goal is to find a
carved wooden giraffe :)

Monday, January 28, 2013

Travels from the farm to Gulu and Kitgum


We have moved on from the farm and we hit the ground running so to speak. We left and took a 'two hour' drive to the game park. We ate chipatis and had some spreads on top for lunch. Then we entered the park and headed to catch the boat. The 'forty-five minute' drive (aka two hours) took us through the dirt roads of the park, ridden with baboons and exceptionally colored birds. It wasn't long before the road t-d at the Nile river. We caught our boat to Murchison Falls. It was much warmer and more humid on the Nile. A group of us rode on the top deck of the boat and listened to tour guide David as he explained all of the animals and birds. There were trees with giant pods hanging from them, David told us these pods fermented inside and the elephants eat them to relax. If they eat enough they become drunk. Another tree along the river was a type of palm that had bright orange fruits. These were also treats for the elephants. They would eat these fruits and when the seeds passed in their stool they germinated and grew another tree. Needless to say, the park has many groves of these types of palms. On a side-note, we got one of these fruits to try: they are stringy inside with three giant seeds per each fruit. Most often they are cut open, pealed and placed in water to create a juice. They are also good for cleaning teeth because the string parts act as floss.

As we continued down the river we saw much of the wildlife the park had to offer: hippos, elephants, crocodiles, Goliath Herons, Red Throated bee-eaters, and all types of egrets.

David told us that the movie African Queen starring Audrie Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart was filmed on this part of the river and next to the falls.

Our group hopped off the boat near the falls and hiked to the top. The water rushed with roaring force, we all watched in awe. From there Richard picked us up and we headed back to our lodgings for the evening. We stayed just off of the Nile a little ways and had warthogs and baboons sharing the camp. In the morning we were told that there was a hippo hanging out in the middle grassy area of camp.

We awoke and headed to the Nile to catch the ferry across and head off to see the remainder of the animals of the park. We had a guide who showed us the Jackshom Altabeast, Water Buck, cobs, giraffes, elephants, jackals and Crested Cranes. Unfortunately we didn't see the lions, though we did see one of their kills.

When we left the park we took the 'two-hour' (three and a half) drive to Gulu. We made it to a restaraunt to eat 'lunch' around 2:30pm and ate at 4:30pm. After picking up supplies we headed on our way to Kitgum. It was a long day of driving on the dirt roads of Uganda. It amazes me how well Rogers can navigate the roads and know precisely when to hit the brakes so we don't bottom out or tip the bus. I would relate most of these roads to the road that leads from Bridger, MT to the top of the Pryors. I am thankful for my driving experiences out there because it has well prepared me for these trips here.

After about 14 hours of driving we made it to the hotel. We lived like kings, we had internet and running water.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Last Day of Literacy Class and Clinic Day

Before I start this post I must correct something I said earlier... Once upon a time I said that Lake Victoria has 60 islands. That was most definitely a miscommunication. Lake Victoria in fact has about 16 islands. The lake may have more than that, but I think that is the number of inhabited islands.

Our Saturday here was a busy day, but an extremely successful day indeed. We began the morning with a hardy breakfast of the infamous African pineapple and g-nut paste. G-nut paste is essentially homemade peanut butter but better because the nuts are fresh... and we aren't at home.
It was clinic day here on the farm. This meant it was all hands on deck at the clinic helping with checking vitals, pharmacy duties, and organizing the masses. Our group also had the final literacy class planned.
Ranae, Canon, and I headed to teach the literacy class. We must have been running late, even on African time. I know this because the regular teacher came up to me and said, "Yes morning!" I responded, "Good morning!" He then said, "The learners are here." I let him know we were on our way. The three of us walked to the classroom. We found it locked with no 'learners' waiting for us. It turns out the 'learners' were all in line waiting for the clinic. They soon came to class. It was amazing, no one I know would get out of line for a free clinic day and go to class. They were early to be in line for the clinic and each student got out of line and came to our class. I couldn't believe it. We had a great class. I was able to talk to some of the level 2 learners. They didn't think they were doing very well with English. When in fact, they were amazing. The greatest two things that happened in class were this: bubbles and dancing. Ranae handed out little bottles of bubbles to the class. The class is made up predominantly of ladies over 60, none of which had experienced the joy of bubbles. When Ranae blew the first bubbles the class went wild. Every lady was chatting quickly and excitedly in swahili explaining their surprise.
Following this, the entire class played a game. Each person had to choose something they were good at and then repeat everyone else's actions. Most of our ladies chose dancing. They shook their hips and moved their feet like nobody's business. If each of these ladies came to America and taught dance it would be a work out revolution! I will never forget those ladies dancing. They sure know how to grasp their youth at all times here.
Following class the three of us headed to the clinic to help. We spent the rest of the day seeing the village. We began keeping count of how many people we saw. I think that lasted about maybe an hour. I worked in the pharmacy and had a great time filling prescriptions and shaking pills to distract the babies. The doctors and nurses got tired but it was organized and the stress was maintained. Susan helped weed out those who had simple fixes. And we also had our village health care workers in among us helping wash and dress wounds as need.
I would say it was a very successful day here at Canaan farm. It was exhausting but I would do it again in a heart beat, even if it was just to hear the ladies' reaction to bubbles. It reminds me of the things we take for granted because we have become calloused.


Thursday, January 17, 2013

Cultural Differences

As time passes and we get knee deep in projects and events it becomes more apparent that we have a lot to learn. When you come to help others even if it is just in the next state over, there are always cultural differences. Our group is realizing cultural things about ourselves and about the people we are working with here on a daily basis.
The first cultural thing is time. In my sociology classes we distinguished it as sacred and secular time. Cultures that run on sacred time get things done when they get done. They arrive when they arrive and they leave when the event is over. Rarely are there set times for events (and if there are set times they are just a suggestion). People here run their lives this way.
Cultures who run on secular time have set schedules. Events start at a certain time and end at a certain time. If there is any variation to the schedule people get their panties in a bunch. Most Americans run with this understanding of time.
While here we have made a couple of schedules and we have never abided by the schedule. In many ways this is a freeing experience, but it is also a learning experience. Most of us have had to learn patience and push anxiety about being late out of our heads. A common phrase in our group is, "It will all work out". This tends to keep people at ease. I am quite sure we will all have cultural shock when we get back to America and have to adjust back to tight/rigid schedules.

Another cultural difference was experienced today by our group. We carried out a project called "Love Covers". This is an event in which we have a vacation bible school for a group of kids and end the program by giving them all backpacks with school supplies and uniforms. We had the uniforms made prior to the event and spent many days packing the backpack with all of the things they needed. It sounds like a fantastic program, right? In theory this is an amazing thing. And it all did turn out today, yet we had a few hickups. We had packs for all of the registered children. Here is where the cultural difference comes in... In America if children register for an event they will come and those who don't register will not come or be allowed. In Africa if children register they will come. And those who don't register still come. This means when you have 100 kids registered in reality you should prepare for 250 children. We were happy to have all of the kids and we were able to treat them and teach them, but we did not have 250 uniforms or backpacks made. It was an interesting cultural difference to face. For the most part all of the kids went away happy, and we understand that it will all work out.