Jerry-Can Hurdles

Sorry for the short post this week! Things have been busy, but not much else to report on.

Well, the cacophony has returned with midnight preachings of the Gospel. Last night I awoke at 3am to hear someone shouting the Gospel through blaring speakers. I mentioned it at school today and surprisingly, most of the teachers agreed that it was disturbing the peace and the middle of the night was not an ideal time to hear God’s word. Today the school held a church service before Easter, what the locals call Thanksgiving. It was actually my first time in church in Uganda; I’ve managed to evade this long, but came out of the service unscathed. It was a short, 2-hour service (yep, that’s considered short in this country. Just wait for Christmas…) where the children brought gifts in donation to the church, either of money or goods. Afterwards the goods were auctioned off, and I was able to buy two bags of avocadoes and onions for less than 50 cents! The kids did a lot of singing and clapping, along with drumming and it made for a really fun service. However, halfway through the service, my co-teacher told me not to cross my legs because it is impolite for women. It’s a male thing here. I’m also not supposed to whistle! Something I find very hard to repress when I feel the urge to whistle.

Last week, our school hosted an athletics competition with six other neighboring districts. I was impressed by the crafty construction for track & field events. The lanes were made out of twine and sticks, and jerry cans were placed in the lanes as hurdles. They also had javelins and weighted balls for field events. Unfortunately, most of the girls wore skirts to run in, which made hurdling a bit difficult.

For Easter this weekend, Caitlin and I are off to Lake Bunyonyi for a few days to relax lakeside with our friends and jump off an epic rope swing. Happy Easter!