I guess I could be saying something different pretty soon. They say the rainy season is yet to come and its non stop pouring for days! Right now we have been getting afternoon showers and they are heavy and warm and I love them. It cools things off and I love walking in the rain, I have yet to carry an umbrella…you can get totally soaked and then either go home to change or if you are still out when it stops..you dry off. I also like taking a nap when it rains…its like having a giant white noise machine! Its raining right now and I am struggling to stay awake…
Anyway, so many things have happened in just the last 10 days…a week ago Saturday…I was hit by a bota bota in Kiwoko…in case you have not been following along…that is a motorcycle …..thankfully I am fine…a little sore still but still kickin! I went to the market with John, Jenessa and we kidnapped two members of a small team…I was with Helen (Theresa Mizers cousin by the way) and we were crossing the street when bam…I was knocked off my feet and the bota went into the ditch…I was a little shaken up and went into the nearest supermarket to have a seat for a minute. On the way home we piled in the car that John and Jenessa just bought and went about 1/2 mile down the road when it died….they thought they had run out of gas since the gauge doesnt work….but it was already 5:15 and I needed to be serving a meal at the guesthouse by 5:45…so Helen and I jumped out of the car and flagged down a bota bota and went back to New Hope. About 1/2 hour later…Jenessa shows up on a bota bota wanting a gas can and some cash…she takes off….an hour or so later… Dan (other team member) shows up and needs rope to tow the car..it was not gas but the rotors….then they come back about 8:40 at night and said while they were checking out the car, a couple of other cars stopped to help but one of the drivers didnt put it in park and scraped past two other cars and then landed in the ditch. (This is true….talk about the land of adventures) Then the next morning I realized I had lost my phone..when we called it, someone in Luweero had it and wanted to hold it ransom!. After much pleading with a couple other *Mazungu” guys from New Hope…the guy just kept hanging up…so I asked Uncle Simon (Ugandan) to call and it was much more successful…he got the ransom down and agreed to meet the guy in Kiwoko and saved me some money in getting my phone back. Turns out the guy watched me get knocked over by the bota bota and grabbed my phone for ransom….nice huh! The rest of the week flew by as the team from Calvery Chapel left, on Sunday I catered to a group at the Dangers home and another team showed up with 14 people…busy busy time…..
This Saturday, I planted a couple of fields of maize with my Pacific family..all 16 of the older kids and Rokundo went to the fields. It was an incredible process how they marked out the fields with rope tied to a stick and marks on the rope etc…We dug with big hoes and put three seeds and fertilizer in each hole….there was a team of oxen plowing the field next to us. I was there barefoot and enjoying evey bit of the rich earth…then one of the kids started running zig zag and screaming…Tata…papa..mercy something or another…and I realized he was dodging a snake. A couple of the other boys ran and chased it off…I said aren’t you going to kill it?? They laughed and said it was the nice kind, I let them know that I didnt believe any snake was nice. We worked hard for several hours and then it was time for me to go check on the girls in the kitchen preparing lunch…as I walked out of the fields I was on the edge of our property and there was some kids ahead of me on the trail from the near village, they had just fetched water…..when they looked back they took off running..leaving a very little girl behind carrying a small jerry can…she was struggling to carry the water and keep up…so I started running toward her to help carry the water can for her….as I got closer she dropped the can and ran screaming. I thought “Boy that was not nice of those boys to leave her behind”…so I carried the water can further up the trail. I was soon met by an older boy looking for the water can. I tried to explain why I had his can and he laughed….the kids that were running and screaming had not seen a white person before and they were freaked out by me running toward them…..sorry…,
Let’s see….on Tuesday last week I was at the barn getting some paint with Jenessa to paint a family banda…I met a young man that offered to help us so he could earn money for his University fees. We didnt need the help but I thought since paint was only $11 a gallon, I would love him to paint my livingroom, it hasnt been painted in years and its chipping off the concrete walls. I said I would get the paint and some sand paper etc and let him know a good day. On wednesday I got home to find out I had not locked my door so he thought I had left it open for him to paint…..there he was sanding everything with dust all over….I crawled past the mess and got my clothes off the rack (in the livingroom next to bathroom) and threw them on my bed in the next room. When I returned later, it was late and I was tired so I pushed past everything and found a tiny spot to lay down…a rough night. On Thursday afternoon I returned to a full blown mess and the paint fumes were toxic. Then I received a text that Helen was coming to visit me from Kampala (her team left monday but she was staying an extra 2 weeks) and she was on her way….so I panicked and grabbed some clothes and moved into room 5 at the guesthouse..making two beds and preparing for a guest to arrive…..that was five days ago…Helen has come and gone and I am still in exile in room 5 of the guesthouse. He was about a quart short in covering the walls with one coat, however if he had not painted part of the ceiling It probably would have been enough. He didnt seem to think that there was any problem with that. It turns out that Kiwoko and Luweero (the only two near towns) have 5 hardware stores…nobody has another gallon of cream color paint until Tuesday when the truck comes from Kampala. So tommorrow, I am going into Luweero to get vegetables and stopping in Kiwoko to buy another gallon of paint!
I have to mention the vegetable stand…you get 5 or 6 huge avacados for 1,000 shillings (about 50 cents total ) and full super sweet fresh pineapples are less than 50 cents each…..mangos fall off the trees…so today..while in exile without a cooker…I took out my pocket knife and ate an avacado, two mangos, couple tiny bananas and a handful of g-nuts….I was full and satisfied but felt somewhat primal as I scanned the refuge at my feet. I better go dig a hole before the rats come… You can eat fairly cheaply if you eat rice and beans and fruit…however a can of pringles is very expensive. Speaking of rice and beans…I was having dinner with my family the other night and one of them said…Auntie I think you are turning black….I laughed and made reference to the fact that I eat my rice and beans like they do with their hands….but then found out she was referring to the black spot on my neck!! I had finally broke down and colored my hair the other day without a mirror…and that night I had worn my hair up in a bun…..I guess I had a huge black spot on my neck!! LOL…we laughed really hard when I had to explain how I was turning black….this caused 22 kids to start digging through my hair in amazement that the gray was not there….again I had a slight primal feeling of being groomed by my family members…..I am not sure if I am becoming an ape or an african…maybe I need a nap.
Well, I could go on and on but will choose to go bury my peels and take a nap…the current team has gone on safari and I have a little break today…they will be home for dinner tmo and then leave on Friday. We do not have guests in September, so I am trying to figure out where to take my holiday. I am suppose to leave every 6 weeks or so for a break and I have been here since first of June and have not left other than to shop in Kampala for supplies. My plans to go to Victoria falls is not going to happen, so please keep me in prayer about what I am suppose to do. I am not sure where to go, how far or what I can afford but I will be leaving in about 10 days. I will not bring my laptop so I will probably update before I go and then when I get back.
PS…just as I was about to send this at 3:30 this afternoon, my computer ran out of battery and crashed…so I took a nap, took a shower and headed out for a walk to take pictures…on the trail I ran into Josh headed out of bounds..so I asked him where he was headed and he invited me to follow. We walked about 15 minutes out into the bush on a trail, it was amazingly beautiful and we came into property that Uncle Sam owns where he is milking two cows and raising chickens, clearing land and making coal…quite industrious…I got to see a calf that was just 8 days old and we were there till the sun was setting and then we walked back. Power came back on with the generator tonight so I had a chance to get back on and send this…see another adventure yet today!
God Bless you all..I love to hear from you either by comments on my blog or you can send me a personal email at desiree@desired2b.com — until next time!
Desiree’
September 1, 2009 at 12:34 PM |
Hi Sis,
I am still amazed as I read your blog and try to imagine the adventure you are living. My life feels very tame in Maine in comparison. I awoke a little before 4am this morning so I got up and read a little before checking out your blog. Time seems to go by so quickly as I realized your post is already a week old.
Kim and the boys are doing well. Everyone is healthy and the boys are growing every day. I just returned from Syracuse after a 3-day business trip and it seemed like the boys were taller. Ben is now 4 and as willful as ever. He has such a strong personality. Yet, underneath it all, he has such a tender-heart. He loves playing “tickle games”, which consists of him trying to tickle me, but ends up with him laughing hysterically as I tickle him. Zach will jump in on this and it becomes a wrestling match that I always lose. Ben has such a sense of humor and knows how to play on that. He also has a bit of a temper. He’s passionate about things either way. Zach is becoming such a little man. He is so kind and gentle in spirit. His finger has healed completely and he is back to playing as hard as ever. He has taken to asking me to tell stories about Grandpa Arnold. So every night, instead of singing to him as Kim does when we tuck them into bed, I tell Zach a story about Pop. He listens to the story so intently with a big smile on his face. It’s like Zach truly wants to know him through these stories. It’s sometimes hard for me to remember things that Zach would understand and enjoy hearing, but something always seems to come to mind. Of course, there are some stories he loves to hear over and over again. I’m reminded of when Zach was a baby. Sometimes when I would hold him and feed him, he would just stare at Pop’s painting with a smile. It used to freak me out a bit because it didn’t sure didn’t look like gas like people always say about babies. Any way, both boys are about to start school again. Ben will be back at Tender Years Preschool and Zach starts riding the bus to Kindergarten. We absolutely did the right thing holding him back a year. His confidence has increased dramatically in the past year.
Jim tells me that you’ll be back in the states around Christmas. I know you’ll want to see your kids and get caught up back in Colorado. However, I’d LOVE to see you if you could find a way to get to Maine. Mom and Paul are coming and will be here from Dec 16 – 26. It’s the first time they’ve come to Maine at Christmas. The boys are excited, especially Zach. He love decorating the house with lights so I am sure he’ll want our house lighting up the neighborhood this year.
Well Des, I need to get ready for work. I’m sorry I haven’t written more often. I’ve been wanting to do this EVERY week, but find it difficult to get computer time at all. I look forward to reading your blog and hearing about your adventure there. I can’t wait to see you and have you explain in more detail some of the things you write about.
May God continue to bless you and watch over you in all your ways.
Love,
Arn, Kim and the boys.
September 5, 2009 at 10:52 PM |
Arnie,
I feel as if I am getting younger every day…its totally wierd but God has restored the years the locusts have eaten….Its almost 9pm, I just got in from playing with the kids in my family group…I was playing kick the can with the older boys and a little dirt soccer with a banana leaf ball around the huts…itrs a riot…then i jumped rope for a while with the little ones and the girls. They cracked up when I jumped 57 times and then as I jumped out, I tripped trying to avoid getting hit by the rope….well I didnt get hit by the rope but practically somersaulted and they thought that was hilarious….actually so did I , I have not done that in years! I now need to take a cold shower before going to bed to get the dirt out of my hair..and my feet are pretty dirty from soccer as well.
Its so amazing here, right now I do not have a team, so apart from a little paper work this week, I have had much play time. I have been helping plant the next crops, been on hikes through the jungle, boda boda rides through tiny villages…walk about 15 minutes to Sams land and feed the baby cow….pick bananas, shake mangos from the trees…you know just normal kid stuff when you are bored on a hot summer day. My “family father” is somewhat beside himself at times when he catches me being a kid he just shakes his head and laughs….He came by my kitchen the other day and was curous that I was cooking a pot of beans…so I told him to try it..he did and loved them but now he is afraid to eat my cooking because I use spices and he thinks spices make you fat…I told him spices just add flavor, they dont make you fat….then he said…….. if there is flavor then I eat so much…I get fat….oh…I see now… There are some days i cant imagine going home, I love this place…..God truly set my heart for this journey…we had a mini seminar this past week and it was about the origin of all the books of the bible.. and the authority of the bible….I learned so much..we did a chronological time line of the books of when they were written and to whom and what was going on in the days..who was king etc….it sparked a flame in me and I have been reading like crazy. It is a journey with the Lord and seeing people through His eyes..without all the stuff that normally blinds us…I have very little material items with me and not a wide variety of food to eat etc but I am at such peace each day and my heart is full…I cant give enough each day that I am not continuously full each morning…its so hard to explain and even harder to imagine how blessed I am to be here. It is an intimate time with the Lord and its quite easy to just rest in Him for his daily provision…I have more now than I have ever dreamed of…life is simple and so incredibly easy here. I truly feel like my “Daddy” ABBA Father, has everything in control and I can play and seek him without having to worry about money, food, clothing etc….I have all that I need here and very little distractions.
I would love to come out to see you but not sure that I can afford to. I will arrive in Denver on December 7 and return on January 13….I am sure tickets will be costly with it being the holidays but I can check into it. If not, I do plan on coming to visit when I get home next summer. I would love to see you guys and the boys sound like they are growing up quick…I know how that happens….I have 5 grandchildren already…that makes me a JaJa in Uganda…they dont believe me so I have to show pictures…they marry rather late…like 26-30 is normal and sometimes even later than that if they have a career or have been to University. So they are much older parents than we are. Some women my age have 5-7 children under 12….I definetly would not be out jumping rope if that was the case! LOL
I love to hear from you, send me pics of the boys…sending love, thanks for reading my blogs, it has been more than an adventure….
Blessings,
Desiree’
September 3, 2009 at 3:13 PM |
Wow girl you make me laugh. You are always in my thoughts and prayers! You will need to write a book with all these blogs.
I spoke to Nicole and wished her a happy birthday. Thanks for letting me know. We are going to try and get out to lunch soon.
Love and miss you so much,
Stacy