The hotel room is good (Colin – it’s more
than adequate!). We have a bed, a
mosquito net, two chairs, a table and places to store our clothes. This is luxury compared to our last visit to
Rukungiri where we had a bed and 2 hooks on the wall. We have a flush toilet, with an unbroken
seat, a cold shower and a sink with a cold tap. We slept reasonably well and woke to the
sound of squawking birds. Last time we
went to sleep once the disco had died down and woke a couple of hours later as
the vans picked up people for work. This was one reason for us going to a
‘posh’ hotel that was a bit out of town – hopefully 10 nights with plenty
sleep.
We had an excellent breakfast and met Ronnie the Zimbabwean head of the kitchen who is grappling with Tom’s ‘funny diet’. We had a miscommunication with Charles which meant we were waiting for him at the hotel while he was waiting for us at the children’s centre.
The photo on the left is the stairs down to our room which is in the block with the red roof (note, we don't have a front room with a view but a back view with a mud wall to wake up to - but we're not complaining!)
For the business side of our day see Dr Tom
Goes Global. Suffice to say we achieved
today’s planned activity and also went into town for lunch. I treated Moses and Allen and Charles to
lunch. In case you think this was particularly kind, the total bill came to
less than £5. We had been talking about
food earlier and I wanted proper Ugandan food -
I had groundnut (G-nut) sauce with matooke (mashed plantains), rice and
green baby aubergines (I realise fellow travellers may not see this as a treat,
but I do). My lunch cost 62p! I was so
full I couldn’t finish it.
We’d spent the morning talking about
children with disability and what little expectation there is for them to be
useful people in society. We talked about prejudice and gender, culture and
stigma, and abandoned babies and how poverty leads to discrimination. We discussed education and how in Uganda the
focus is on following a set curriculum rather than looking for a child’s
talents and strengths (sound familiar?) and how this impacts on children with
disability. There were moments when we all felt that only a revolution could
lead to change. Then we remembered, you
can’t do everything, you mustn’t do nothing, you can do something.
We saw the reality of how sponsorship
changes children’s lives when we met ‘our’ Rebecca, who we last saw in 2008
when she was just finishing school.
She’s the same age as our Pete and we started sponsoring her when they
were both about 7. Since we last saw her
(her sponsorship ended in 2010), she’s completed a course in business studies,
got married, had a child and now runs her own business. Even writing this brings
a lump to my throat.
She didn’t know we
were coming and when she saw us she immediately came and held me very tight –
it isn’t exaggerating to say that I truly love her and this isn’t just about
supporting a charity. She asked about
each of our sons by name and thanked us again for how we’d made it possible for
her to achieve all that she has. She
looked very happy and well and it was a brilliant encouragement for us that
what we do is founded on principles that work.
When I find it tough this week and the problems seem insurmountable,
I’ll think of Rebecca.
As we got out of the car when Charles
brought us back to Heritage Inn, he said, ‘It has been a good day’. I agree.
Must be rewarding to see fruit of what you've done previously. Glad you've got good acomidation too
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