Randoms.

It is possible to carry four adults, two babies, and a suitcase on one motor bike.

It is much easier to kill a chicken with a blunt kitchen knife than I would have thought.

My roof has several inconvenient holes in it. My favorite is located directly above the head of my bed. I love waking up to a shower at 1:00AM.

Baby goats are possibly the cutest thing on the face of the earth. Pregnant goats are possibly the funniest thing on the face of the earth.

My friend once overheard some village children discussing where white people come from. The conclusion: They come from the big things in the sky. Airplanes.

Popcorn actually comes off a corncob… not out off a microwave baggy.

It is common to greet someone by telling them “well done” even if they haven’t accomplished anything in the last 20 years.

Second hand clothes in Uganda are far better quality than first hand. I have purchased tops from Wet Seal, The Limited, and Old Navy each for approximately $1.

There is one thing more exciting than the white girl in the village, the giant tractor that comes through during the rainy season to repair the roads. Young and old follow it up and down as if it is the most fascinating thing they have ever witnessed.

The only solution to bad behavior in children in Uganda is caning. Just give em a good wack with a stick and they’ll be whipped into shape, right?

My next door neighbor gave birth to twin baby girls just under a month ago. We went to congratulate her were second hand baby clothes. She thanked me by letting me hold her five day old child. No words can describe what that feels like.

I shower out of a bucket by moon night on a regular basis. I use less than 5 litres of water to shampoo, condition, and wash my entire body.

I have developed a ferocious appetite. You may not believe it, but I can now eat an entire pizza on my own.

Mud and grass huts are way cooler than cement and tin shacks… both figuratively and literally.

I am routinely beaten by non-native English speakers at scrabble.

I went running in the village with my friend Emily the other evening. One poor girl was so frightened by the sight of two white people that she dropped the water she was carrying and fled into the bush.

I miss chocolate more than you will ever believe.

Over Easter my village got its first light bulb. Electricity you ask? Now don’t get ahead of yourself, it is powered by a generator. The population of Bukatabira crowds around the glow like moths to the flame.

The average radio play list in Uganda includes: Akon, Mariah Carey, Beyonce, Celine Dion, Dolly Parton, Kenny Rogers, Backstreet Boys, and Tony Braxton. I often feel like I’ve gone back in time.

1 comment:

Jeanine Stewart said...

You could call this a poem! Lovely lovely lovely. And I learned so much!

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