Today we headed to Top Hills to finish pictures. It's always entertaining. There is this certain roundabout where all the pastors meet us. You never know how many are going to be there. Today it was 4, which left us one seat short. So it was a little tighter ride than usual. Julie was not quite there yet so we ran by the kids house to give Aloko his medicine. We left Judy, Wilson, and Stephen Wasiwa behind to wait for her. We were able to find Paul before he headed to school and get him his medicine. We gave Emma the medicine for Paul for lunchtime since we wouldn't be back in time. One of the matrons has the cutest little boy. He has to be about 2. Everytime we go there he comes in running and hugs our legs, he's the cutest thing ever. And he's so stinking happy all the time. I've never seen him when he wasn't happy.
We gave him his drugs and headed back to get the rest of the gang. We arrived at Top Hills and were ready for the day. The kids were in class and the P7 kids were doing an exam so we couldn't start on the pictures. We sat down with Julie and started on the sponsor letters. We only got through about 6 of them before it was time to break for their lunch.
After lunch we resumed with P7 pictures. These kids. It was Jaimie and I with a bunch of 7th graders essentially. Though it's Uganda, and I'm not quite sure how old any of them actually were. Judy and Sue were working on sponsor letters so it was just the two of us. You know some things are just universal. Like being little turds. We had so much fun with them. There wasn't a teacher, so Jaimie and I were the supervision. Atleast we were having fun. I asked for a volunteer to read the names that way I didn't completely butcher them myself. The kids would get up to take their picture, holding back a smile. All the while the gaggle behind us was in an uproar of laughter. Some of them would smile nicely while others were "too cool". Typical. Sue said the pastors were cracking up watching us. Basically you had two young Mzungu girls with a group of older boys and girls. You do the math. The pastors kept saying, "those two girls, all those boys, you have the right ones doing the pictures". We had a lot of fun and actually got it done in a timely manner. Though Jaimie and I will agree, it's definitely better not to know the language with a group of boys. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Another thing is universal, boys will always think they are so cool! Boys. They did great and our guy reading off names was a huge help. We got all of their photos taken and sent them back to class....to do something more productive.
As Jaimie and I were walking to the van to put the camera away we came across a new little friend. A frog. I thought it was a branch until Jaimie pointed out it was hopping. So the hunt began. Judy kept telling us we were going to get warts. We hunted anyway. I almost had him in my hand till I went to raise him up and he flipped backwards. Jaimie squealed. Then we couldn't stop laughing. We were just an entertaining crew today. The pastors were once again cracking up at us trying to catch the frog. I finally got it. When I tried to show the kids, they kinda backed away. I think they were afraid it was going to jump on them. We put it in Judy's shoulder and Sues head. Crazy Mzungus. Sometimes it's the little things in life. Poor thing was terrified. It finally stopped resisting and just sat in my hand. Don't worry, I put it back where it could hop freely again.
Sue and Judy finished up sponsor letters while Jaimie and I goofed off. No surprise there. Once they finished we loaded up and headed back towards the Mum. We first stopped to let the Pastors and Julie out. Then dropped off Judy at the mum. Sue, Jaimie, and I headed back to give Aloko his medicine for the night. I love those kids they're precious. Jaimie and I just stayed against the wall and observed. It was nice just to watch the kids do their everyday routine. Apparently today was laundry day, for many of the kids were out there washing. We stay with Aloko, Paul Losiya, and one other little boy who I can't place his name at the moment. Paul Losiya hasn't changed one bit. I love that kid. We watched as many of the girls and boys came home from school. It was so sweet to be able to stand there and greet them. They deserve to be greeted everyday when they come home from school. Jaimie sat with some of the kids while Muganda and I played with Nicholas and Adrian. Muganda joined my team in keeping Adrian and Nicholas from passing by us. He's a good partner. It was about to rain so we decided to head back to the van.
Haji was with the van and there was a guy working on the tire. So we sat on a rock pile to wait and told the kids to go back home for it was starting to rain. There has been a clicking noise, so we literally picked this guy up on the way to the kids house and he worked on the vehicle when we stopped. Only in Uganda. It was beginning to rain harder and it still wasn't done. Sue, Jaimie, and I took shelter under what looked like a half built abandoned house. It had a porch covering, and that's all we needed. The car was finally finished and Haji waved for us to come. We hopped back in the car and away we went. Leaving our mechanic to walk home? Haji said he had to go somewhere else. I get so confused in this country sometimes. We pick people up and drop them off. Atleast Haji knows what he's doing.
Tomorrow we have an early morning, for we are meeting Julie at 7am to go to the market to buy chickens. That should be an adventure.
We gave him his drugs and headed back to get the rest of the gang. We arrived at Top Hills and were ready for the day. The kids were in class and the P7 kids were doing an exam so we couldn't start on the pictures. We sat down with Julie and started on the sponsor letters. We only got through about 6 of them before it was time to break for their lunch.
After lunch we resumed with P7 pictures. These kids. It was Jaimie and I with a bunch of 7th graders essentially. Though it's Uganda, and I'm not quite sure how old any of them actually were. Judy and Sue were working on sponsor letters so it was just the two of us. You know some things are just universal. Like being little turds. We had so much fun with them. There wasn't a teacher, so Jaimie and I were the supervision. Atleast we were having fun. I asked for a volunteer to read the names that way I didn't completely butcher them myself. The kids would get up to take their picture, holding back a smile. All the while the gaggle behind us was in an uproar of laughter. Some of them would smile nicely while others were "too cool". Typical. Sue said the pastors were cracking up watching us. Basically you had two young Mzungu girls with a group of older boys and girls. You do the math. The pastors kept saying, "those two girls, all those boys, you have the right ones doing the pictures". We had a lot of fun and actually got it done in a timely manner. Though Jaimie and I will agree, it's definitely better not to know the language with a group of boys. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Another thing is universal, boys will always think they are so cool! Boys. They did great and our guy reading off names was a huge help. We got all of their photos taken and sent them back to class....to do something more productive.
As Jaimie and I were walking to the van to put the camera away we came across a new little friend. A frog. I thought it was a branch until Jaimie pointed out it was hopping. So the hunt began. Judy kept telling us we were going to get warts. We hunted anyway. I almost had him in my hand till I went to raise him up and he flipped backwards. Jaimie squealed. Then we couldn't stop laughing. We were just an entertaining crew today. The pastors were once again cracking up at us trying to catch the frog. I finally got it. When I tried to show the kids, they kinda backed away. I think they were afraid it was going to jump on them. We put it in Judy's shoulder and Sues head. Crazy Mzungus. Sometimes it's the little things in life. Poor thing was terrified. It finally stopped resisting and just sat in my hand. Don't worry, I put it back where it could hop freely again.
Sue and Judy finished up sponsor letters while Jaimie and I goofed off. No surprise there. Once they finished we loaded up and headed back towards the Mum. We first stopped to let the Pastors and Julie out. Then dropped off Judy at the mum. Sue, Jaimie, and I headed back to give Aloko his medicine for the night. I love those kids they're precious. Jaimie and I just stayed against the wall and observed. It was nice just to watch the kids do their everyday routine. Apparently today was laundry day, for many of the kids were out there washing. We stay with Aloko, Paul Losiya, and one other little boy who I can't place his name at the moment. Paul Losiya hasn't changed one bit. I love that kid. We watched as many of the girls and boys came home from school. It was so sweet to be able to stand there and greet them. They deserve to be greeted everyday when they come home from school. Jaimie sat with some of the kids while Muganda and I played with Nicholas and Adrian. Muganda joined my team in keeping Adrian and Nicholas from passing by us. He's a good partner. It was about to rain so we decided to head back to the van.
Haji was with the van and there was a guy working on the tire. So we sat on a rock pile to wait and told the kids to go back home for it was starting to rain. There has been a clicking noise, so we literally picked this guy up on the way to the kids house and he worked on the vehicle when we stopped. Only in Uganda. It was beginning to rain harder and it still wasn't done. Sue, Jaimie, and I took shelter under what looked like a half built abandoned house. It had a porch covering, and that's all we needed. The car was finally finished and Haji waved for us to come. We hopped back in the car and away we went. Leaving our mechanic to walk home? Haji said he had to go somewhere else. I get so confused in this country sometimes. We pick people up and drop them off. Atleast Haji knows what he's doing.
Tomorrow we have an early morning, for we are meeting Julie at 7am to go to the market to buy chickens. That should be an adventure.
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