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Published: October 6th 2006
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Turkey!!!!
Anyone know why they did not use the axe or the machete? Couldn't believe how much the thing twitched after its' head was chopped off. My quest to get the kids drinking water without any sweetener added is well underway and I even managed to coax one of the boys into going a whole week without sweety water. As a reward for his efforts I took him into Kampala for chicken and chips, which of course is a huge deal. Joseph, the boy who I took is such a sweet kid who explained to me that when he grows up he wants to help the numerous homeless people lining the streets of Kampala. As an initial gesture he asked me if he could save his fries for one of the people on the street. Being the sinic that I am now, I expected the person receiving the food to be ungrateful, but to my surprise the lady actually thanked Joseph for the food. Before we went to lunch we had to make a quick stop by Shoprite to pick up eggplants and some q-tips to clean the kids ears (thank you Louisa for clearing out those discusting dirt traps). For the first time Joseph got to feel the inside of a cooler where all the meat is kept. He was pretty excited about it, and it
Turkey!!!!
Turkey dinner. Nothing a little hot sauce can't spice up... made me appreciate the things that we take for granted.
My other joys in the past couple weeks have come from showing the kids some of the more simple things that we are used to back home:
I showed the boys the 'pull my finger' trick, which they simply love. I told them it was magic and they wanted to pull my finger every second. I had to explain to them what magic was and that it takes time for my finger to charge but when it is charged I will come to them so that they can pull it. I've also had to explain that it is not something that we should do around girls because most of them don't like that kind of thing.
I now give two kids a day a helicopter ride which they enjoy and almost makes me puke after the second go. I think I may attempt a double helicopter ride with the two smaller boys but we'll see how I feel.
I taught my P4 class the diarhea rhymes: when you wake up in the morning and your pants are overflowing diarhea, diarhea. When you're driving in your chevy
Turkey!!!!
Turkey dinner. Nothing a little hot sauce can't spice up... and your pants are hot and heavy diarhea, diarhea. I just hope they don't sing it when other adults are around.
I also began teaching them Tongue Twisters like How much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood.
I now just have to find a costume store (keep your fingers crossed) so that I can find a mask and scare the living shit out of all of them one night. I am not sure whether to do it when I go to check on their mosquito nets, or to do it when they come to brush their teeth or to do it while they are in the dining hall....but I guess that can wait until I actually have a mask. I'm just hoping they don't start kicking the piss out of me.
I had turkey for 3 days! They slaughtered the two turkeys using the dull chicken knife. It was tough and not as good as turkey dinners back home but turkey nonetheless. I had small hopes of stuffing with the turkey until Louisa just laughed at the idea.
I guess the only real events have had to do with snakes. One night as the girls were going to bed they said there was a snake in their room. Armed with my flashlight and my shoe, and scared shitless but trying to maintain an outwardly calm expression I searched the dorm to find out they were just joking. The facade of me not being scared was quickly squashed half a week later while in the garden: While sitting down and digging up sweet potatoes Prossy screamed and then the other girls screamed and started running towards me. I heard something about a snake and took off far quicker than anyone else. If I said the Uncles were useless before, Uncle Dan wasn't in this case when he simply picked up a hoe and smashed the thing over the head. They now know that I am horribly scared of snakes but hopefully they won't use that against me.
In other news I have figured out that 96 of my lunch and dinners since August 7th have consisted of rice and some kind of vegetable, and the hospitals here are shit. I took Johnny in and after taking a stool sample (not the chair but his pooh, why can't people just say pooh here?) figured out nothing was wrong with him. Treatment? 55 pills over the next week and a half including pain killers of course. We now have enough pain killers in stock to open kin house pharmaceuticals.
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Michal
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Huh....
Now see, if I taught the kids the "diarrhea" song I'd have to back it up with evidence showing that it covers some sort of Presribed Learning Outcome... Sounds like the kids are loving you....and you them. Happy Thanksgiving!