Teach me your way, O Lord, and I will walk in Your truth; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear Your name. Psalm 86:11


We are Siyahamba. We are walking in the light.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Journal Entry No. 9





7/21/10
10 PM Iganga time

Went to a village to make beads with the women today. Lindsay, Sam, Sam and I went with Joseph. He said we had to take bodas into the village, much to my horror.

"Bodas" are motorcycles with extra long seats that you sit on the back of and get driven places. This doesn't seem that scary, except for the fact that traffic here is similar to the hardest level of Frogger except without the lane dividers. Regardless, we made it there safely.

When we arrived, there were about 20 villagers gathered around a large baobab tree south of the crumbling church. The children were still in school; it was mostly women and a few men. The men gathered a table and two small wooden benches for the four of us, thinking we wouldn't be ok with sitting on the grass like they were.

Sitting under the tree, we began to roll the paper strips into beads. The villagers sat across from us, staring and laughing. We asked Joseph what they were laughing about and he said they thought it was funny that we were sitting on the bodas like men.

We went to the cafe after dinner (sweet potatoes, g-nuts, and mango juice), and played Taboo and Fast Scrabble. It was a fun night.

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