You know very well that I can't resist showing you pictures of the children in the Namatala Slum. I AM in love with them. The cuteness is without end.
I'm working in a group to teach business and agriculture classes to women in a village about 30 minutes away. (What I didn't tell you is that you have to voyage on the scariest boda ride of your life to get there. But now I've told you so...cat's out of the bag.) While we were at the meeting on Thursday, I got this little lady to come sit with me. She was singing on my lap and happily kicking. It was one of the most darling things. I'll try to film her next time. Want to take her home. I know it's illegal and that she has parents and stuff but good crap, she's a doll and I adore her.
Look, the beautiful mom. But...I still covet her baby. She's so darling.
The next village that we went to in order to teach these classes is the home to the boy pictured below--Moses. Holy smokes that boy has the most darling laugh. It was one of the most lovely sounds I've ever heard.
Last weekend I stayed home from the Nile rafting trip to get a pedicure, watch a movie, and celebrate Ryans b-day. This weekend, I wanted to bust out of the house and do something fun. Coincidentally, the whole team went to a Uganda Cranes soccer match. Boom. We picked up some jerseys, took a four hour bus ride, snuck into the VIP section (pretty sure the only reason we pulled it off is because we're white), and had a hilarious good time.
One of the elders--he's from Zimbabwe--was talking to a couple of us. We talked what a powerful influence music is, the concept of understanding your potential, the missionary work in the area--who's investigating, how they do the work around here, etc. I was asking him how many members of his family are members of his church. After a bit of awkward tension about whether or not his father is a member, he informed us that his dad passed away--two weeks ago! My heart just sunk. He doesn't have anyone to go home to now. His eyes pooled with water, but he stayed very controlled. I can't imagine going through anything like that at all, let alone on the mission. We talked about how different and real the Plan of Salvation becomes when something like that happens. I sat there in awe of his strength and great faith. The conversation made me want to be better. I love those types of conversations. I love being around people that inspire me and help me understand where I could pick up the slack. It was a great evening.
Well I've got to go to bed. We're leaving early in the morning to work on the medical clinic. If anyone's still interested in donating to the medical clinic or water filters, please visit our Indi gogo site. We could still use the help. Thanks for the love and support. Love and miss you!