11 July 2011
Food, Bugs and Heart
We have seen many things so far in Uganda. The power has been on longer than 24 hours now. Its a new record. There is a real difference in the way cultures form and societies develop. Here in Uganda, I have shaken more hands so far than I have all last year. It’s the way to greet one another.
We have picked coffee beans, dried them and soon we will roast our first coffee. It’s not a fast process by the way. Peanuts are really ground nuts and thus called by their proper name here. We buy them unroasted and soft, put them on low heat for a while and add some saltwater. Soon they become firm and are great eating. Matoke is cooked banana. Not the fruit banana but food banana. It’s different. Posho is maze (corn) dried and turned to flower. Just add water and posho! The fruit is first class, with pineapple growing in the back yard, mango trees everywhere, and even a few lime trees we are set. The gorilla fingers (short fruit bananas) have great flavor.
The bugs are great here. Many caterpillars with stinging hair that will ruin your week. Spiders, millipedes, geckoes, roaches, and just weird bugs. Mostly they come out at night. Not much to see during the day except listen to the cicada bugs, which are loud and annoying
So how does our life compare to those of others. There is joy, peace, heartache, pain, sorrow, and many things that make us human. As part of our class we have been sharing our stories, both good and bad. I have read about the pain and suffering in Africa for some time but to hear it first hand is in a class of its own. There are people from Kumi in northern Uganda who are from the Teso tribe and one lady shared with us how her father was taken from her in the war. When they found him he was dead and they had to carry him to the grave in pieces. She remembers carrying his arm. But God is good. We are grateful for her testimony and remember Revelation 12:11 “they overcame him by the blood of the lamb and by the word of their testimony”
It’s not all hard stories to hear, there’s great joy in the lives of the Ugandan people. They kids are laughing most of the time. We are still trying to learn the dialect and understand the English spoken to us in such a thick African accent. I love it but it’s also frustrating not being able to understand. One of Taylor’s good buddies is named Tom for short. I wouldn’t know where to start trying to spell his full name. Its been almost two weeks, which isn’t long at all, but it feels like its been long. We are making progress and feeling more at home. We get to hang out with our Ugandan family group this week and get to know the kids there. Out house it right up the hill from the Jonathan family group that we get to work with.