As I type this Bryan is on his way to the airport where
he’ll begin his trip home with an overnight flight, and Beth is lying on the
bed with a major migraine. She was
bragging to her best friend last night about being headache free so far. Oops…
We’re sad to see Bryan go; it’s been great being able to
spend time with him in a country he loves.
To watch him interact with the locals, adults and children, is inspiring;
there is a natural bond that we haven’t seen between the locals and most
Mzungus (white people). It doesn’t
matter if they are boda-boda drivers, shop keepers, beggars, or children in an
orphanage or on the street; when interacting with Bryan there seems to be
mutual respect and relationship that crosses cultural barriers. He leaves behind many friends and a few
broken hearts, and I’m sure he’ll find his way back here in the future. Of course with his departure we will have no
reason not to focus on our roles here.
Those roles are still being determined. We did have orientation meetings this week
and are becoming more familiar with the operation of the base here, and how it
fits into the big YWAM picture. One of
the visions of course is to have a young men’s vocational school, and another
is to have a health clinic, and those will be a large part of where Beth and I
focus our energy. But since in reality
both of those may be a ways off, we will also be participating in some of the
ministries on base. Because the base
here is part of YWAM, it’s focus is not necessarily to change this part of the
world as another ‘fix it, do good’ organization, but rather the focus is on
training in many areas for students from around the world, to prepare them for
what God is calling them to. Having
these bases in Africa makes it more accessible to Africans who would otherwise
not have the opportunities. We have met staff
and students from several African nations, India, Britain, Canada, and the
USA. The vocational schools are actually
an exception to the YWAM mission, as they are targeting local at risk youth to
help them to be successful in their communities. But of course because of its presence here,
YWAM is doing service and ministries for the local communities. One of those which Beth has already been
involved in is Women of Hope; a support group of sorts for HIV positive women,
mostly widows and/or single mothers who come regularly for encouragement,
fellowship, and a break from their difficult lives.
Part of the training this week included the rules of the
base for staff, which I think we now officially are. Except they are not really rules, they are
guidelines to be followed according to our own consciences and the honor
system. We are a Christian volunteer
organization, after all.
There are rules and laws in place in Uganda, as well, that should
probably be more accurately referred to as guidelines. For instance the taxis: These are diesel powered Toyota vans which
when delivered from the factory have seats for ten passengers and the
driver. Originally equipped there is a
seat in the front on the other side of the engine from the driver, three two
person benches opposite the sliding door, and a three person bench in the
back. But as modified the engine becomes
a seat, another two person bench is added making four rows instead of three, and
little flip down seats are welded to the ends of the two person benches, adding
three more seats. Four rows of three,
plus two in the front, now the taxi is equipped and licensed for fourteen
passengers; it says so right on the door.
It’s just a guideline. In
addition to the driver each taxi also has a conductor, it’s his job to take
money and recruit passengers by banging on the door and shouting the
destination, or, in some cases, harassing people on the street until they get
in. Because the taxi isn’t really going
until it’s met the fourteen passenger guideline, but there’s room for
more. Guidelines +three, +four, +six;
it’s really up to the imagination what the limit is. And that’s just the adults, children fill in
the few remaining gaps. Similar to our
travel experiences in Cameroon, actually…
Bed bug update: We’re
not sure if they’re bedbugs, but pretty sure of the source, and it’s not the
bed. There are two wicker chairs in our
space which I had been sitting in, and it seems that’s when I would get
bitten. Since I’ve stopped sitting
there, the amount of bites I get are way down, though not entirely.
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Bryan with some of HELP's kitchen staff... |
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...and showing his brick making skills with the crew. |
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2010 photo inside a taxi. Equipment is older, but procedures are the same. |
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one of the neighbors who lives over our door |
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another neighbor |
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another guideline, perhaps? |
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