Saturday, May 19, 2018

Hey PMFS Sixth Graders, Greetings from Uganda!

Hello everyone!  Karen and I are in our regional city of Mbale today after our six-day trip to the northeast region of Uganda.  Thank you so much for reaching out to us and sending us your questions.  We’ve tried our best to answer them and we have added pictures that relate to our answers. Please let us know what further thoughts and questions you may have.  I’m really looking forward to seeing you in a few weeks and attending your graduation from PMFS.  From all I have heard, you have been a great addition to the school!  Peace be with you in the days ahead.


Six days together going to Pian Upe and Kidepo.  Amazing experiences
 and stories shared with Robert and Charles, birders extraordinaire.
New friends made.

Questions from Sixth Graders:

Have you encountered any wild animals, like lions?
Have you met any people who are hostile to you?
Have you become close to anyone there, so far?
Why did you decide to start a blog?
What is your favorite blog post, so far?
Why did you choose to go to Uganda?
What is one of the biggest things you’ve learned, so far?


Look there, was that a flicking tail? Is that a sleeping lion----or two? 

















With patience and wonder we get to see the younger male and female lions


The nervous buffalo herd pushes toward the sleeping lions


A mother and recent ly born baby Rothcshild's  giraffe----what a thrill to behold!


A small elephant group nurturing their young

Lions:  We have seen lions in different countries in Africa----and we just saw a male and female pair in Kidepo National Park in Uganda 3 days ago.  Schools in Uganda have three terms per year.  We just ended the first term and everyone is on a three-week break.  Karen and I used the break to head north to Kidepo for a five day birding and game-spotting trip.  We also wanted to see and learn about this part of Uganda, which we had never seen before.  On our first day in the park, as the day was ending, we luckily came across two lion tails swishing in the tall grass near the dirt road we were on.  The lions were lazily sleeping in the tall grass (it is the wet season in Kidepo).  We sat for some time taking in the beautiful landscape of the park waiting for the lions to move.  From the other side of the road a small heard of buffalo nervously moved closer to the lions.  The buffalo wanted to graze in the area of the lions, but moved very cautiously with several different opinions in the herd about which way to move.  We also made them nervous with our presence. Eventually they moved across the road and closer to the lions.  The lions got up, a magnificent young male and female, and graciously moved along out of the buffalos’ way. This entire scene unfolded over an hour’s time.  We felt grateful to be able to witness such things.  The next day, about this same time, we finally saw our first giraffe in the park.  There are several different sub-species of giraffe and the one that lives in parts of Uganda is the Rothchild’s giraffe, the most endangered giraffe.  We knew they were in Kidepo and really hoped to see one.  As we moved closer to this amazing animal we were totally delighted to see it was a mother with a very young baby.  Karen and I have seen young giraffes, but never one this young.  As with the lions the day before, we stayed with the giraffes for some time, but moved on because we were making the mother nervous.  We were so happy to have been with this mother and baby.


Some newer friends:  Justine and her children: Betty, John, and Isaiah


Dear, long-time friends:  Edwin Makui, age 86, and his sister-in-law, Agatha, and their grandchildren. Sadly, Edwin's brother, Johnny, passed away two years ago.  We spent much time  sharing ideas and dreams 12 years ago.


Visiting the fish farm at the home of James, the carpentry teacher at Bududa Vocational Academy. His wife, Irene, and their children show us around the farm

Relating to Ugandans:  I first started coming to Uganda to help build the vocational school and orphans’ program in 2003.  I last came here in 2006, so it has been 12 years since I was last here and 15 years since my first visit.  Karen last came in 2005, so it has been 13 years since she was here. In that time, Karen and I have gotten to know many people in Uganda and feel close to many people here.  We have never been treated hostilely by anyone, but we have met folks who try to charge us more money for things than Ugandans might pay for the same thing----but that is a pretty common experience for travelers around the world.  Of course before going, we try to learn as much as we can about the places we visit, including being able to speak a bit of the language.  We also try to move about with an open mind and an open heart as well as ask for help whenever we need it. One of the best things for us coming back to Bududa after 12 years has been seeing old friends we made from the past.  Catching up with each other, sharing some tea and groundnuts together, and meeting new family members are special moments for us.  Of course, no matter how close we are to our Ugandan friends, there are things about their lives we can never fully understand and the same is true for our Ugandan friends fully understanding our lives in America.  Be that as it may, our caring for one another and our support of each other is strong and continues to grow.  

A mother and baby Common Bulbul feed just in front of us at the Guesthouse front porch

Our blog:  We started our blog as a way to share our time in Africa with friends and family back home.  We’ve also enjoyed talking through our blog to a few classes, like yours’!  It’s been a lot of fun to put the posts together.  Karen really enjoys taking photographs and it’s been a great way to share some of her terrific photos.  My favorite post is The Ballad of an Eagle in Bududa.  I still can’t believe our Eagles are Super Bowl champs----and following them from Uganda was quite a ride.  Making that post just recounted all the fun and frustration of rooting for the Birds from over here. Hi everyone….this is Karen and my favorite blog is actually in two parts and is called View From the Front Porch – Parts 1 & 2. The front porch of the guesthouse we live in is a wonderful place serving many purposes. It is a gathering place for friends who come to visit us. We often make some hot tea and enjoy visiting with one another and sharing stories.  Also, we sit on the porch every day when we return from school to relax a little and to see our feathered friends….an amazing assortment of birds that always delight us with their antics and their beauty. Most recently we have seen a few babies who follow behind their mothers like glue, calling for food with open beaks. We’ve seen moms fly down into the field and return seconds later with a big cricket to feed their hungry babies. The front porch is also a very peaceful place to sit and read a good book, or look out on the beautiful green valley below us, or to watch the moon rise over the mountaintop.


Long-time friend, Grace, Director of the Children of Bududa program, and
two former children from he program who have gone on to become nurses
and now volunteer to help at the Saturday proram 

Coming to Uganda and learning:  I came to Uganda in 2003 because a Ugandan Quaker named George Walumoli came to Germantown Friends School in 2002 to see if anyone wanted to come to Bududa to help start a vocational school.  It was his dream to help the young people in his village. There are many African Quakers in East Africa, particularly Kenya, and George visited America through his Quaker connections.  He arrived at GFS unannounced and since I was teaching Quakerism to 7th graders that day, we invited him to speak to our class.  He spoke about the need to create a vocational school in his village in order to train young people in real skills so that they could find employment and earn a living.  He also told us that many adults were dying of HIV/AIDS in Uganda at that time.  So, that there now were many children without parents who needed help with school fees, clothing, medical care, and food.  I went home that day after school and told Karen that I was going to Uganda next summer to help----when I heard George speak I knew I had to go.  After my first summer there in 2003, Karen and our son, Derek, who was ten years old at the time, decided they wanted to come, too. I had a six-month sabbatical from GFS in 2004 and so we were able to spend almost six months in African, the final two months in Bududa.  We think that folks in Bududa had seen white adults before, but never a white child.  Derek was quite the celebrity! Karen went back in 2005 and I went back in 2006.  By 2006, the school was built and starting up and the orphan’s program was also underway.


Agnes, received medical help from the program as a young
girl is now a beautiful young women.  Her father, John
is a Quaker pastor and a long-time friend

There are so many things I feel I’ve learned from coming here and I feel like I’m learning new things almost everyday----I could go on about this for a long time.  Probably one of the bigger teachings for me has been to witness people who live in real hardship continue to push ahead with hope and caring-----and be willing to share the little they have to make me and others feel welcomed and comfortable.  Living among such courage has been a true privilege for me. Hello again. This is Karen and I totally agree with what David just shared as one of my biggest learnings as well.  In addition, I have learned much about the resilience of the human spirit. Even in the midst of dealing with some very difficult challenges, for example, being orphaned, or not having enough food to eat, or getting sick with malaria over and over again, or having to walk miles to school every day (just to name a few), Ugandans smile so much. They seem to appreciate what they have and are happy to be alive. Approaching life with such hope and courage is a great teacher to me.


Eddy and Isaac, both orphans, and long-time members of the Children
of Bududa, often stop by and light up our day!

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