Things are winding down here. Last night we had a meeting of the remaining teachers (half departed last week) to discuss what we needed to get done before Friday, our last night here. Since the students are all in test mode, I have taken to the library trying to find ways to be of service. I have been to visit the hospital and both St Jude and Mother Teresa's orphanges.
Today I am going to visit Thomas's home, meet his wife and baby. After, a one and a half hour boda ride (I am not looking forward to this, twice my twenty minute rides have resulted in a color in my urine that resembles dark tea) out to some villages for food and traditional dancing. Yesterday, at school, we had water buffalo--delicious. Today there is the promise of antelope; I am hoping for kob I've heard it's great.
Tomorrow I am to go to Adonga Edward's place. He and Okama hav told me they want to take me out to "a place" (always said with a wink and a laugh) where we can listen to music. I imagine just like going out with friends at home, drinking will be involved(not by me). During one of our earlier indoctrination sessions we were asked to write down different likes and dislikes in an attempt to get to know each other better. One of the topics was "favorite drink." My response: Coffee. Theirs: Ugandan Waragi--a local gin made from casava. Being attentive and a good guest, both have since received bottles of their favorite.
Monday, I continue grading exams. Tuesday, if lucky, it's the mentor program another trip to villages, this time to see families of abductees suffering from PTSD. Wednesday, we are having a workshop where I will try to outline a writer's workshop I brought but never got to implement.
I admit to having one foot emotionally out the door. I am working to stay present. However, I will not be surprised if upon my return I find I have one foot still in Uganda for some time.
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