Tuesday, July 3, 2007

They are playing the song Silent Night in this computer lab right now, and it is reminding me of home and Christmas. woo, I miss my home.
Hey now, I am really sad to be missing Wimbledon while I am here. I hear updates from the BBC sometimes, and last night they were playing the Serena Williams match versus I don't know who, but the screeching is annoying sometimes. Those screechers are a little out of
control, and I think they should be regulated, but I still miss it.
Mostly the mens tennis I miss.
This weekend I went white water rafting on the Nile River. I was sometimes a little scared for my life, but once it was all over, haha, I finally relaxed and realized how much fun it was. Before each rapid, I would look up to the sky with the beautiful clouds I love and pray to God and my Mom that I would make it through okay. I don't know if that was all necessary, but here I am, so maybe it helped. The rapids were mostly all class 5, some class 4, and the first rapid we went down I asked our guide what class it was, and he was like, "uh, those were ripples". haha.. I started to get a little nervous. When we flipped was always the scariest part, and my life jacket always saved me. Luckily. It really was so much fun though, and there would be these long stretches that we would paddle and some areas we could get out and swim, others no because crocodiles, but it was really beautiful.
Yesturday I went to my first burial in Uganda. A teacher at my school's father died, so I went with my school. When we arrived, there were so many people there. I did a random count and approximated at least 500 people, for real. As we are walking up, they got a bench and I sat under a tent in the shade. Once they started carrying the body towards me, I realized I was in the front row of a man's burial I had never even met. It was a little crazy, but by the end I had so many people come up to me thanking me for coming, and I think just appreciating that I was there and that I came. It was very nice of them, and they were so kind. The service was all in Lugwere, so I couldn't understand very much until suddenly I heard, "Naikoote". That is my Lugwere name, and the man next to me pushed my leg and told me I had to stand up. Ha, it caught me way off guard, and I freaked out a little, but introduced myself and said hello. I guess most people were maybe wondering who this random white girl was, so I got to tell them. woo.

I am in town today to fix the tire of my bike that has gone flat at least 5 times and the pedal has also fallen off twice. haha, I guess I am not very good at picking a good bike. Funny story, I was telling my neighbor about it, and he says, (he actually says this), "well when it has to carry, you are so heavy." haha, a little blunt he was. I was like heyyyy, that's not very nice. haha. Funny though.
We painted the resource room last week with water paint though, so it was a little transparent, but it turned out nice yellow.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

They were grateful that you came to pay your respects for one of their own. In doing so you exhibited compassion for something outside yourself, something unfamiliar. The ancient Greeks called this Xenia, or stranger love. I am sure you will find your place.
P.S. It's all about the journey.