The busiest two weeks of my life!

As I sit stranded in a broken down car in the middle of the bush I decide this is as good a time as any to write my blog. Seriously though, the wheel of our car has actually SNAPPED off! SNAP! Gone. Well, we can see it but it isn’t attached to the car in any way…at all! I would be lying if I was to say I amn’t scared because I am. I really don’t like the dark, especially in the bush where there could be snakes…eep!

Now I must warn you, this is going to be may be thelongest blog you will have ever seen! I am very sorry but life in Uganda is very full on just now, it is crazy! Grab a cuppa or a bottle of vodka and I hope you enjoy, here we go… 

So, what have I been up to in the past few weeks? An awful lot actually! I had the most exciting week of all when my Daddy and big sis came out to see me in my little home country (for a year.) It was so exciting I was almost crying at the airport gate waiting for them to run out of it, okay that’s a lie, I was crying! It was tears of joy though, or just tears I didn’t really know how to hold back! But when I saw them, I just couldn’t stand still, I was dancing and jumping and smiling and going crazy really. It was amazing when they ran through the gate, I haven’t had a cuddle like that for 7 months! It was magical!! Although the first thing I said to them was, “you’re so pale!” they knew I meant, “OH MY GOD YOU ARE HERE!!!!” Of course Michelle cried and Dad was trying to be brave but I felt my damp shoulder after he had squeezed me so tight I thought I was going to stop breathing! 

Eventually I managed to peel them off me long enough to get them to walk to the car and then we were back into snuggle mode. The car journey felt like nothing at all as I was so excited telling Dad and Michelle everything I could fit into one really long breath. It was so exciting having them in the car and very funny laughing at them sweating buckets while I needed to grab a jumper. After a short drive, a call to mum and carrying way too many heavy bags up to our room we got into our jammies and sat up chatting until the early hours of the morning, the adrenaline kept me awake…just! I fell asleep that night cuddling Michelle, it was great. I had a great nights sleep in our fancy hotel however Dad and Michelle told me in the morning that neither of them had slept due to a huge rain storm which had fascinated them, they were in for a treat if they thought rain in a hotel was loud, wait until they heard it in our tin roofed houses! 

After a delicious breakfast, I had weetabix, it was magical, we got ready and headed out for some cash…they made me walk! I haven’t properly used my legs in the 7 months I have been here, I don’t walk in Uganda which they quickly learnt but ignored. So we walked along to the shopping mall where Michelle spent loads (in my eyes) on crafts and Dad got covered in sun cream, it exploded in his bag, silly! After a quick clean up we set off (on foot, bleugh) to the Sheraton where they were celebrating Women’s Independence Day in style…meaning we again spent money on loads of things we probably didn’t need but definitely wanted. Therefore we left with somewhat empty pockets to find a beer, obviously! We walked to a place called “The Melting Pot” and had some yummy chips and a Nile Special each, although I don’t really like Nile Special. Afterwards I thought, for some reason, it would be a good idea to show them the craft market. Michelle has some weird new addiction to crafts and I do not take the blame at all, even though she stole the bag I wanted! 

Now for the excitement they were not ready for, a boda boda! Michelle gripped onto me so hard I seriously thought I was going to have bruises! We arrived and got off the bike thinking dad would be there…he wasn’t, let the panic begin. For anyone who doesn’t know Uganda, the roads are deadly and bodas are so unsafe and fast that you always worry if someone is a minute or two late so when dad was 5 minutes late, I worried. It was ok though, Dad’s boda driver had stopped to look for us and somehow we had passed them without any of us realising; he was safe! 

The boda ride took us to the beautiful ‘Namirembe Cathedral’ which translates to the ‘Peace Cathedral’. Sadly it was closed but we still got to see some beautiful views across Kampala and wander round the ground. Michelle also experienced her first drop loo, how exciting. After we had successfully walked round the grounds and used the toilet we walked down to a café for a soda and to relax before we walked to the mosque to meet Kate and Calum. Michelle, Kate and I were all put into burkahs while Dad and Calum stood laughing at us, the pee heed was out! 

The mosque was beautiful. We learnt loads of history in the midst of our giggling at one another. Kate took a smashing picture of my Sid face within the burkah which was obviously stunning and then the guide ripped the Quaran, it was hilarious! I thought I was going to pee my pants when he ripped it, he was definitely going to get a row after that! Dad was worried they’d finger print it because he helped scoop the book back into the glass! We also went up way too many stairs to count to the top of the mosque tower where we all looked out over Kampala and of course took many more photos! It was a day of many laughs! 

That night Dad, Michelle and I went for dinner in a revolving restaurant which was spectacular. I originally thought it was a bit slow so not very exciting but then as I kept trying to balance my feet on the window I realised we were moving way too fast, they didn’t get to rest! I had a steak, some bailies and a lovely glass of wine, it was marvellous! Very very tasty! Michelle and Dad also enjoyed the food and drinks, it was great!

Can you believe I am still only on day 1?! So after day 1 we were all very tired so we decided to take day 2 a little slower so when we woke up on Saturday we leisurely went to breakfast and then went down to lie by the pool, I also got a leg wax, ouchy! Of course Dad quickly grew bored of doing nothing so we went back to the rooms to get changed and headed off on a walk for some lunch, then bodas for some yummy cocktails! I had a tequila sunrise while Dad had a black widow and Michelle had a long island ice tea. Very tasty in deed. 

After our alcohol hit we went in search of comfy shoes for Michelle, I mean of course the woman who lives in sandals in Scotland wouldn’t think to bring comfy sandals to Uganda!? Once we had found a decent pair of shoes that Michelle’s feet were happy with, we wandered around Kampala taking in some more sights. Dad and Michelle also FINALLY agreed on what road the Top Gear thing was actually on, I thought they would never decide! 

Of course I then grew bored because walking really isn’t my thing so we headed back to the hotel to meet Kate and Calum for dinner. The 5 of us went to Khana Kazana, a wonderful Indian in Kampala; I had to take Dad to an Indian restaurant, seen as he loves curry oh, so much! Once we had all eaten way too much food we went over to look at the fountain (as you do?) Now can we all imagine being in quite a fancy restaurant and washing your hands in the lovely fountain which is on display to everyone in the place, well of course it was exactly what Kate did! We all fell about laughing at her and Dad who stood pretending he was doing a pee, we are all very classy! We then headed up to another place for more cocktails where I had a very yummy cosmopolitan, maybe I will be the next Sarah Jessica Parker. Eventually the old folk got tired…me, so we headed back to the hotel and headed to bed. It was such a lovely night, we all enjoyed it thoroughly!

After a fabulous night’s sleep we packed our bags and headed off to the village in style (by car). It was a lovely drive and really cool getting to so the journey in a car rather than a smelly bus when you are sharing with the world’s largest bum (some random Ugandan lady, I amn’t being nasty about Holly!!) We stopped off at the equator where we had lunch, Michelle shopped and Dad met some Rugby folk who are being funded by the Bill McLaren trust, small world eh? 

When we reached the village, the first thing on Dad and Michelle’s minds was coffee, so we headed over to my little house and I made us some tea and coffee. Dad and Michelle both took loads of photos, especially since we were accompanied by my baby bro and sis, Kaka and Caleb. Once the old Scots had had their fix we headed back to the place they were staying to unpack everything, who would have thought you could fit that much into 2 cases, I certainly didn’t!!! Kate was just as surprised and probably regretted offering to help when she saw the amount we had actually brought, uho! 

Dinner at Justine’s was a real experience for Dad and Michelle who were both shattered after the journey. They asked me, “Is it like this every night?” To which they were shocked to hear, “It can get worse.” We quickly ate dinner and then I helped them on the escape up to the house. The kids were pretty excited to see our visitors but they weren’t that bad, tehe! 

Up nice and early the next day I went and made us some tea and coffee because obviously neither of them would function without their coffee, in all honesty I would struggle without tea! SO once we were dressed and ready we went to the school for Dad and Michelle to meet all of the beautiful children I work with. I reckon they were both pretty surprised by how well the children respond to me, however they were just pretending, normally they don’t understand a thing I say! It wasn’t long before Justine had the chairs out and the children lined up to give us a concert, which was just fabulous. I was so embarrassed when the kids kept singing “Welcome Jenny” even though I have been here for how long…7 MONTHS!?
 
After the concert we went back to the house and again with the help of Kate, we sorted the clothes into piles of what’s for who? There was a lot of stuff to sort, but we managed and made adorable little packs for some of the people we are close to. I gave clothes to the woman who I share Top and Baby class with and some clothes for her 1 year old twins, she was very thankful indeed! When Justine saw the piles of clothes her reaction was amazing! She was so excited and happy and…EXCITED! She kept jumping and cuddling me, it was just such a beautiful moment! 

We had planned to just chill at the school but instead we went to the watch the primary school run round the mud playing field we have. I have never seen such fit kids, the boys ran 25 laps, which is a lot, you’re just going to have to believe me. One boy Ibra needs to be recognised, he is amazing, didn’t even seem too out of breath after the whole running way too much thing! 

After watching way too much exercise and laughing at Dad attempting to carry the 20 litre jerry can on his head we headed to my little house with Elianah for dinner. Elianah was hilarious but very messy when we gave her pineapple, messy child. Dinner was lovely. Our classic guacamole, salsa and chapattis however we decided to shake things up a little with a bonfire which was amazing! Sadly we were all pretty tired so walked back to the house and slept for a very scary night sleep! 

We woke up after a creepy night’s sleep with lots of wind and rain, the day wasn’t much better. We got up, I made up coffee after I burnt my hand, and then we decided to go to Masaka. I made them jump into a taxi with a total of 10 which they were not pleased about, we got a private hire back! Masaka wasn’t too eventful. I had some spag bol and they both had some internet which was nice. 

We had to leave the following day which wasn’t very nice. I don’t really like saying goodbye to Dan at the best of times but when he saw that we had loads of bags he thought I was leaving which was horrible. Thankfully he didn’t get too annoyed at me though! Mike drove us back to Kampala with me sleeping the majority of the way and then Dad, Michelle and I just relaxed in the hotel. It was nice, but I was a little upset because I knew I was going to have to say goodbye the next day. 

On our last day together, we hit the craft market where both Dad and Michelle went really mad and I showed off on my little Luganda I knew to get prices lowered. We also had a delicious lunch and then headed back, Michelle and I had pedicures waiting for us, woo! Michelle then got her hair blow dried (as you do!) for her ride home while Dad and I relaxed for a while. Saying goodbye that night was horrific, I hadn’t really anticipated just how hard it would be, but never fear, I survived! I had a long bus journey ahead of me where I cried a lot and then some man stole my olives, seriously dude, of all things!?
When I returned to the village I was quickly flung onto a boda to drop my bags off and change before heading to a burial. I had planned to go home and feel sand netted top and hopped upon the boda off to the burial. It wasn’t very orry for myself but obviously I wasn’t allowed, so I changed into the classic purple skirt nice but I got my lunch there and then was told to leave before the body was buried, mainly because woman aren’t allowed to see the body buried if they are Muslim, so off I went with Justine to walk home?! Seriously, everyone wanted to make me walk, obviously the weight gain was obvious to folk and they just didn’t want to say it out loud to me. RUDE. 

Saturday we headed off to Masaka to see our good friend Joseph (my crush) at his new school. When he turned the corner to see us I could immediately tell he was happy to see us all which was great! We all munched down some amazing food after a tour around the really REALLY big school. No wonder he still gets lost when he is there. It was a lovely to see him and to talk to him again, I may call him my crush but he was really just a really good friend of mine. I loved seeing his face every day and he did make me laugh when ever I was sad, everybody here is like that but Joseph was just such a sweet guy. No other man in this village would ask me to go to a burial to support them, Joseph did.

Sunday, rather than go to church, Justine asked Kate and I to help her with the ‘designing’ of a wedding. Basically we dressed the bride and wedding party and did all of their make-up. It was such a good laugh but a very VERY long day. We ended up getting a boda home with some guy because we were knackered!

Last weekend was busy with me taking the kids to school on Friday and then spending some time in the hospital with my brave ‘little brother’ before heading to Entebbe to meet Moses from the airport. If any of you remember from the start of this blog, we broke down en route. Thankfully Justine has connections EVERYWHERE, so we were picked up and taken to the airport to collect Moses, then we spent a night in Entebbe where we all enjoyed the luxury of a hot shower and Moses’ company. It was really nice seeing the kids smiling with Moses and cuddling into their Daddy. We had a good night in the hotel and a very boring day waiting for the car to fix, no worries we got home…at 8 in the night, but home none the less!! We had a brief (as in I only went for the food) party and then went home, I needed my bed, hadn’t slept too much in the hotel since we went to bed at 2.30 then were up at 7, I was like the walking dead!  

All my Love

Your Ugandan Girl. X

Only a Little Message

This is only a short blog as I need to tell you all about something that has scared met his week. Of course I had a fabulous time with Dad and Michelle having crazy adventures and hearing on almost every road, "You know, I think this is the road in Top Gear." I'm still unsure which road it actually was seen as I heard it on every road! I will write a blog about the amazing time I had with Dad and Michelle and how much everyone in the village adored them, Justine said yesterday, "Jenny's muganda wange wa mulungi nyo nyo nyo" in other words, "Jenny's sister is so so so beautiful!" It was really nice to hear! Especially as I was able to translate it and the fact that Justine didn't think I could hear her! Honestly guys, it was unbelievable having you here! I have smiled so much at the memories and cried at missing you but never fear, I don't cry too much!

So this is about one of the bravest, 15 year old boys I have ever met who lives with Justine, Charles. On Wednesday morning he got up at his usual time to go and feed the animals. However this morning was very different as the pig was for some reason aggressive and when Charles tripped over a branch, instead of the pig running to get help (as I saw in a programme once) he went over and bit Charles. Charles is now in hospital with 2 sever cuts on his face. The pig had managed to bite through Charles' cheek and into his mouth from the corner of his eye down to his chin as well as on his head. 

Yesterday (Thursday) Justine asked me to take the day of school to go to the hospital with her as support, so of course I went. However I was not prepared for the emotional shock I would feel when I saw Charles. As soon as we walked in and he saw us he started to cry, which was horrible as I had only ever seen him smile so I walked over and gave him a cuddle, he then he took my hand and mumbled "I am happy you are here." I had to walk out of the room in fear of drowning him in my tears. I stayed with Charles for the majority of the day, holding his hand and making sure his blanket was over him. I just wanted everyone to know how brave Charles, a 15 year old boy, is being and to ensure you know how proud I am of him. He is like a little brother to me, so much so that he stole my ipod last night to listen to while he lay in bed. 

All my love

Your Ugandan Girl. X

Watch out; we've been busy!

So maybe I’m not going to be the next Carrie Bradshaw! It is very hard to find time to write my blog these days, I am just always super busy! As you may have guessed, once again it is going to be a long read, so sit down with a glass of white wine (go on make me jealous, that includes Jamie and Ellen!) and get ready for more Ugandan adventures!

Valentines day, can anyone tell me why it would be such a special occasion to people here who say you should never express love for someone other than God publicly, man it is weird. Calum, James, Paul and Matia all planned a secret valentines meal for us and while I worked on ways to avoid my date (Paul, a school pupil) the others all had a laugh with their friends! Yes I may have been over reacting but it was still weird.I decided that the sensible thing to do would be to go out with some other friends to pick up odds and ends for our second Valentines dinner, that’s right two meals in one very long night! I can’t lie, it was a lovely surprise and while I am sure everyone had a good time, I just wish I hadn’t had Paul as my date! The meals were still super tasty, and that is all that matters on the 14^th February, that you have a super tasty meal!

Friday 15^th February we all woke up at the ridiculous hour of 6.30 to get a free lift with the kids to Masaka, it was a challenge but we all managed to make it down to Justine’s, get into the car and get to Masaka with everything we needed. Once we had arrived we hit the bank, got some money and headed to the super market, food! After a lovely stroll around the super market where I purchased some fresh orange juice (so worth the £1.20!) we went to the post office where I had 2 parcels waiting for me! Excited? Hell yeah!! I have to thank Mikey and Laura for the wonderful parcels where I had lots of choccy and magazines, my favourite combination! It also made the six hour bus journey down to Kabale a little less dull! You got it folks, we were headed to Kabale! The adventure has begun!

The bus journey was as it always is in Uganda, squished and smelly. Kate and I were pretty much sharing one and a half seats for a lot of the journey because the man next to her liked to ignore us and not move when we asked, rude! The bus journey was fine up until the last 2 hours and we both realised we were bursting on a wee! It did mean that when we arrived in Kabale instead of signing into a room and then running to see my beloved Rachel, I ran to the toilet! However after the sweet release I ran up some very tricky stairs and lunged into Rachel’s arms, yes it had only been 3 weeks, but I was still very excited to see her again!! I also gave her a fabulous birthday present of cheap stationary, a bowl made by Justine’s craft group and some much needed Oreos, true love right there!

After a yummy meal, a jonny (weirdest named food yet, I think) and a beer we headed out for some pool. I was actually doing quite well and even winning until I was distracted by Hamish calling to find out where I was, after that I sucked and lost completely! The guy even took the mick by not potting the black for ages, folk these days! It was a great laugh but the old lady in me wanted to get back to bed so that is exactly what I did. We did have a busy day ahead of us…

Saturday; what a day! After visiting a fruit market and buying way too many passion fruit we jumped into a private hire, a little squished with 6 of us in the back of a car, and headed up to Lake Bunyonyi. I will give you all a moment to go “Oooh!” because it sure as hell deserves one! Although we were all squished together the drive was still spectacular with scenery reminding me of home and taking my breath away. Once we had arrived we nipped into the little shop to have just a quick look, which turned into a half hour look with me purchasing a bag, a toiletries bag and a little something for Michelle…not as quick and easy as you would have thought. We then left with my new purchases and somewhat lighter purse to go for a swim. After a quick change we were straight in there! The water was cold and refreshing, the sun wasn’t very hot but still beautiful and the company was spectacular! 6 girls, all chilling by the lake, having a good laugh and listening to music, not to mention eating hundreds of passion fruit!

We spent a full day there, well from 11ish until 4ish. After the boys had arrived they showed off by jumping off of the really high platform, Kate then jumped off to prove it wasn’t too scary however she was the only girl to do it…maybe one day! When we did decide to leave 4 of us thought it would be a good idea to go in the canoe with the boys, for any future girlfriends of Calum or John, never get in a canoe with them, it was petrifying and quickly ended with us back where we started and us walking to our new destination; The Birds Nest. Once again the Views were spectacular, but they had nothing on the food. That’s right folks, I had steak and…WHITE WINE, I LOVE WINE. It was amazing, so amazing that I drank a little too much and became tipsy, ah well, it isn’t a holiday without Jenny getting drunk, right?!

After a spectacular meal and so many laughs my tummy hurt, we headed to the Heart of Edrisa, a little place next to the lake where we were to spend the night. Rachel and I had to share a bed because there wasn’t enough. Now although we are very close, sharing a single bed all night when you are roasty toasty is never a good idea, therefore neither of us slept very well! It wasn’t too great but hey, it was great to get a cuddle! Holly decided to leave on the Sunday being a good PT Vol and getting to the project on time for work while Kate, Calum and I decided we weren’t too keen on the idea of a matatu ride for 6 hours, I don’t really like matatus in all honesty! Therefore after a much easier canoe ride (we paid someone this time) and a beautiful boda ride Kate, Rachel, Jen, Dennie and myself arrived safely back in Kabale where Kate and I dropped off our bags and then headed up to see the girls project. The drive was wonderful, not too squished and with a little added danger with the use of a boda, what more could any girl want?

Their project is intense! Like crazy! I didn’t realise how much they had to deal with. None of the kids that board can really speak so they have to learn sign language (which by the way Rachel is amazing at!) and the children just follow them around everywhere. They don’t have a village nearby so it must be really hard to make friends and the teaching…I thought I had it rough but at least my kids can hear me and I can tell when they aren’t listening because they are talking! I realised I had a new found respect for these girls after I had seen their project! However we couldn’t stay for too long as it was a long journey back and not the safest thing to do a two hour boda journey in the dark so we called a boda man and got taken back to Kabale. I thought the journey up was incredible, bloody hell the drive back was outstanding! I mean, I may have felt as if I was going to fall off a cliff the majority of the time but it was just beautiful. If it had been a little colder and hadn’t had so many banana plants I would have felt like I was driving up to Oban! Damn, it was good! That night the others went out however I didn’t fancy getting up at 6 for a 6 hour bus journey with a hangover would be too great so I had a cuppa and finished my book, a little like an old lady I suppose, maybe I am over the Thursday Loft nights…or not!

The bus journey was fine, for me anyway! Calum missed the post bus so had to get a matatu home while Kate was sitting on the bus thinking she was going to spew the entire time, I sat happily eating my passion fruit and reading my magazines occasionally nodding off, smug? Never! Once we had arrived in Masaka we hit the post office where I had two more parcels waiting for me. It was like Christmas came all at once! Thank you Mummy and Amy for my wonderful parcels! Mum the flip flops only leave my feet when I go to school and I have put all of my new photos on my wall, I love them! Amy, Vogue? Teabags? Valentines day gift? Chocolate? Easter present? You my girl deserve an award for best parcel! I mean Ugandan tea is fine, but we all know I need a strong British tea in the morning!! I also had a letter from Jack and Jodie, thanks guys, I swear I will reply, however Jodie, maybe next time best not to write a letter when you are drunk, your handwriting is hard enough at the best of time!

The post office was a great success that weekend for me and with some fabulous new goodies we headed home. Jumping in a taxi and only having to wait 2 minutes we were off! I was sitting on some fat ladies knee which made me feel like I was in an armchair so I dozed off, don’t think she minded too much, she just kept playing with my hair!

Back to school on the Tuesday was hard. Baby class was now on its own meaning I was separated from my partner in crime, Anent, and left to struggle with the kids alone, it ended in me almost crying and being promoted to the Top Class teacher indefinitely. We then had a meeting with all the teachers which resolved nothing other than the fact that Matia and I were hungry, I would be the nurse of the school and Emma and Joseph were no longer talking to one another after a heated discussion, it was a nightmare! Therefore once I had scoffed my food I went home in need of a cuppa…NO GAS!! Calum didn’t know how to turn the gas off and had left it on all day meaning I couldn’t boil any water meaning…no tea. I almost cried, actually I think I did. It had been a stressful day and I couldn’t have any tea. Never fear though, my crush, Joseph (I’m kidding PT!) bought me some milk tea from the village. It was a really good laugh actually! Roggers, Joseph, Matia, James, Kate, Holly, Calum and myself all sat down in this tiny room with our big steaming mugs of tea and had a ball! I feel like we are a little family now and it is the best feeling ever.

Also during the week I learnt how to ride a boda! How cool is that? It probably wasn’t the safest way, no helmet, no leathers and Paul sitting on the back saying, “Change gear now, oops, I meant up gear!” but it was good fun! I loved the feeling of doing it all by myself and shocking the guys. James just looked at me and said, “Wow!” in his Ugandan-American accent while Joseph smiled proudly (he was the one who taught me.) It was great fun. Calum also rescued a dog from the garden which was covered in flees and although very cute probably not the greatest pet to have, I mean you see how busy we are right?! After some persuasion we managed to get Calum to give it away, which he did, which led to us to now have a cockrel. We originally thought it was a hen but then it started cocka-doodle-dooing and we decided that hens don’t actually do that. Ah well, we will make a good curry or something out of little Garfunkle!

We somehow managed a whole week (4 days) without gas and just went out for dinner and a cuppa every night but decided it was very economical so bought some more gas on Friday. We also had a swim, internet and I met an old couple who gave me a cake! Don’t worry they are Christians from America and if they want to drug me it is fine by me if they are going to do it by cake.

Saturday was a very morbid day for me. I thought I had flees so put all of my bedding outside for the sun to kill them. After the task of putting them outside I went out to buy water which is where I met Joseph and was asked to accompany him to his brothers daughters buriel. She wasn’t even 2 And she had died of malaria. It was heartbreaking. The family couldn’t afford a coffin for her so instead they wrapped her in dried banana leaves, can you imagine? Then at the grave every man took his turn in moving the dirt across the ‘coffin’ until it was covered and then the women and children that were close to the family went up to touch the dirt as a sign of respect, it wasn’t until that moment that I noticed 3 other small, child-sized graves lined up beside the new one. I wanted to cry but had to hold it back for Joseph, men aren’t allowed to show emotion and he had already told me it was hard. After the buriel I went with Justine, Emma and Mike to visit a school which had recently fallen down. 30 children were severely injured with broken legs and arms but thankfully nobody died! It was an odd feeling to see the crumbled building, I wasn’t sure what to feel, even when I saw some torn clothes underneath the rubble, it just wasn’t a natural sight and I felt almost numb. After some discussion (of which I understood nothing) we all stood in a circle for a prayer, which I realised half way through because it was all in Luganda. I wasn’t sure what to do so while everyone said they’re prayer in Luganda I just hoped that someone would help those kids, even if it was just a doctor giving the children medication to ease the pain and I prayed that the family that had lost their little girl would find a way to be happy again. It was a very sad day and it reminded me how much I love all of my friends and family. Both back in Britain and here in Uganda, I am one lucky girl!

All my love

Your Ugandan Girl. X 

P.s I tried to upload some photos but it won't work, SOZ!