Ugandan Trip Journal, May 3
Thursday, May 3, 2013
More than usual rain during the night lead to roads even muddier than usual. In one side road, there was even rushing water. W-- even pointed out the van window saying, "Amazi?!" the Luganda word for, "Water."
We're amazed by how much rain the beautiful red clay dirt that abounds in this country can hold. It's been raining almost every night, and by morning, usually ceases. The red clay roads tend to be wet in the mornings, and nearly dry by afternoon. Amazing for the amount of rainfall from the nights.
All three of us families trekked to the IOM for our children's medical clearances. W-- had to get a TB injection (with tears, of course), which will be checked on Monday. The IOM office was crazy-busy when we left, with all 30+ chairs filled, and extra people standing.
Ivan, the paperwork man for the orphanage, took us to a fun touristy coffee shop after IOM. W-- got mango juice, which he loved, and he fought me over holding it. With the enormous glass cup and straw, I knew he wasn't going to be able to handle it alone. He turned it into a tantrum, and I had to leave the restaurant with him. With a white woman standing outside a restaurant alone with a Ugandan boy, I sure got a lot of looks and comments from all the Ugandans walking past. The waitress felt so bad, she came out to talk to us, and offered to bring out a cup with a lid. She did so, and then told W-- to pull it together and sit nicely in the chair, because the restaurant had animals that would bite children who cried!
Rashid's wife, Joy, invited the moms to her weekly Bible study. One other mom, Melissa, and I attended, were made very welcome with popcorn and tea, and we enjoyed the study time. Melissa and I marveled at how the dynamics were so similar to American Bible studies, with some ladies getting off topic, some too shy to share, and so forth. It was endearing to hear their prayer requests, with one woman nervous about the final plans for her wedding in two weeks.
While we were gone, Scott took W-- to the school nurse (Rashid's sister), to check W--'s ankle. He's had a sore on it since we picked him up, but it's turned strange and oozy over the recent days. She cleaned it with peroxide and iodine (with more tears), which she asked us to continue using, and we're praying for his swift healing.
Here are some of Kampala's sights...
An unusual tree in the garden by our guest house
Kampala's stadium
Sugar cane for sale
More than usual rain during the night lead to roads even muddier than usual. In one side road, there was even rushing water. W-- even pointed out the van window saying, "Amazi?!" the Luganda word for, "Water."
We're amazed by how much rain the beautiful red clay dirt that abounds in this country can hold. It's been raining almost every night, and by morning, usually ceases. The red clay roads tend to be wet in the mornings, and nearly dry by afternoon. Amazing for the amount of rainfall from the nights.
All three of us families trekked to the IOM for our children's medical clearances. W-- had to get a TB injection (with tears, of course), which will be checked on Monday. The IOM office was crazy-busy when we left, with all 30+ chairs filled, and extra people standing.
Ivan, the paperwork man for the orphanage, took us to a fun touristy coffee shop after IOM. W-- got mango juice, which he loved, and he fought me over holding it. With the enormous glass cup and straw, I knew he wasn't going to be able to handle it alone. He turned it into a tantrum, and I had to leave the restaurant with him. With a white woman standing outside a restaurant alone with a Ugandan boy, I sure got a lot of looks and comments from all the Ugandans walking past. The waitress felt so bad, she came out to talk to us, and offered to bring out a cup with a lid. She did so, and then told W-- to pull it together and sit nicely in the chair, because the restaurant had animals that would bite children who cried!
Rashid's wife, Joy, invited the moms to her weekly Bible study. One other mom, Melissa, and I attended, were made very welcome with popcorn and tea, and we enjoyed the study time. Melissa and I marveled at how the dynamics were so similar to American Bible studies, with some ladies getting off topic, some too shy to share, and so forth. It was endearing to hear their prayer requests, with one woman nervous about the final plans for her wedding in two weeks.
While we were gone, Scott took W-- to the school nurse (Rashid's sister), to check W--'s ankle. He's had a sore on it since we picked him up, but it's turned strange and oozy over the recent days. She cleaned it with peroxide and iodine (with more tears), which she asked us to continue using, and we're praying for his swift healing.
Here are some of Kampala's sights...
An unusual tree in the garden by our guest house
Our view from the dining room this morning
Kampala's stadium
Sugar cane for sale
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