Yesterday and today
we did not have school. Last Friday, the teachers were called by the
head teacher, Wilson, to discuss the logistics and operation of the
school. It appears that a large majority of students have not paid
their school fees in full so the school cannot feed the students or
pay the teachers. In turn, the school had to shut down and send
children home for their school fees. They decided as a group to send
students home on Monday so that on Tuesday (yesterday) and Wednesday
(Independence Day) they would go home and collect their school fees
to bring on Thursday.
So yesterday rather
than going to school, we went to Bwera. We picked up Enoch from his
home and drove to Bwera Hospital. Up there, we were able to get a
great view looking down onto the city. From the hospital, he took us
to Bwera Secondary School. He showed us around and I must say I was
thoroughly impressed. The school has a computer lab with enough
computers for a class to use them. We also took a look at some of the
science labs and where the materials are stored. They are in the
middle of constructing a new building that will hold three new
classrooms and a library. Enoch mentioned that the construction is
taking a long time due to the fact that they had to build two
“staircases.” We looked at the building and it turns out that one
of these “staircases” is in fact a ramp for those people who use
wheelchairs. It was great to see the school catering to students with
physical disabilities. It was definitely interesting to look at a
secondary school and how it is operating.
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At a border town called Bwera |
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Entering Bwera Secondary School |
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Computer Lab |
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The school's chemistry supply room |
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The school's new addition under construction. They hope to build a library. |
Afterward, we went
to the market in Mpondwe that is near the Congo border. The area is
insanely crowded with so many vendors and so many people just walking
around everywhere. It is definitely a bit overwhelming. We looked at
fabrics and got to meet Enoch's wife who sells fabric at the market.
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Our supervisor, Enoch, with his wife |
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Mpondwe Market |
Heather has gotten
close with a P5 student named Deborah who is a sister to my P3
student, Kazin. Deborah told Heather that we should stop by her house
on the way back to Kasese to meet her since she lives quite close to
Bwera. We were sitting in a hotel resort when Deborah was brought up.
Enoch turned around and pointed at a sign that had the picture of the
Ugandan president as well as the Kasese District Councilman. Enoch
pointed at the District Councilman and said, “I believe that is
Deborah and Kazin's father.” It was crazy! And the hotel that we
were sitting at is owned by him too! It couldn't have been any
crazier of a coincidence.
Anyway, we went over
to Kazin and Deborah's house and they graciously welcomed us. We met
the rest of the family that was present at the house, looked through
some family photos, and chatted. Their mother was kind enough to give
us many avocado as well as a chicken that Kazin named Frank. Enoch
then suggested that we go to the coast of Lake Edward to see if we
could see any elephants. We invited Kazin and Deborah to come along
with us. When we got there, we roamed around the grounds and just
took in the view of the beautiful lake. We walked past some boats
that the fisherman use to catch their fish and went to the vendors
that sell the fish once they are caught. Iit was really fun and a
good experience to spend time with Kazin outside of school. It gave
me a different perspective of Kazin and what his home and family life
is like. I feel like you can only get to know a student to a certain
limit in school. But once you step outside the school realm, you can
learn so much more.
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My student, Kazin, with his brother. |
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At a resort owned by my student's father. |
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Fishermen with their tools |
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A fresh catch! |
Today is Uganda's
Independence Day!!!!!!!! Happy Independence Day, Uganda! We went to
the Nyakasanga Playground to see what events were happening on this
special day. When we arrived, there were a lot of people there and
the military and police were grouped and gathered on the soccer
field. There was quite a bit of talking and many speeches given.
There were children who were filing out onto the field to perform for
the audience. However, just as they did, it started to pour! We ran
to get under the tents that were reserved for guests. We were able to
squeeze ourselves into a spot. After more waiting and more speeches
and more talking, we decided to leave.
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Primary Students sporting Uganda's colors |
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At Nyakasanga Playground |
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Primary Students performing |
We had heard that
Juliet's school was having an Independence Day celebration at her
school. So when the rain lifted, we made our way over there. When we
arrived, the school was having a banana peeling contest. What the.
There were many other types of contests and games that were going on.
There was one called “The Bottle Filling Contest” where the
students had to run to get water and put it in their mouth and then
transfer it into a bottle and had to fill their bottle to the top
first. Just as the Bottle Filling Contest was to commence, it started
to down pour....again. We took shelter in the teachers' office and
waited for a good hour or hour and a half before the rain lifted.
When it did, the staff provided us with lunch of tapioca and fish.
During lunch, we were able to watch the official celebration of
Uganda's independence take place.
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Banana Peeling Contest at Juliet's school |
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Eating a meal with our hands |
Once we finished lunch, we were brought to the school's main hall where the rest of
the program was to take place. There were some insane and creative
competitions going on including some miming and dancing. The
competitions included: modeling, eating, and laughing (no, not
comedy. But laughing out loud.....what the.). It was extremely
entertaining and great. It was a good experience to see how a
different country celebrates its independence day. America definitely
has its own traditions and it was eye opening to see how another
country celebrates theirs.
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Modeling Contest |
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Eating Contest |
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