It’s a lovely morning in Lira.
I’m sitting on the little porch of the hotel. A mother chicken just weaved her way by, followed somewhat erratically by six or seven chicks. (Not sure, they move pretty fast to count.)
I just finished a chapati with honey and a fresh banana — a whole different experience from eating a banana in the United States. It’s a fresh banana, ripened on the tree.
I’m staying back today with a student who is feeling a bit under the weather. She’s feeling a little bit better today, which makes me very happy.
I’ve been able to catch up with many of the student blogs, which are a joy to read. And to repeat myself: They love comments.
Coming back to Uganda has been wonderful. I find myself falling back into Africa time, smiling a lot, going with the flow. I’ve danced, planted a tree, tried my hand at shaker (an instrument made from recycled U.SAid oil tins and tiny rocks. It’s harder to play than it looks, but it’s very fun.)
I love seeing the students experience it all for the first time and seeing our veterans from last year enjoy it all all over again. Some students are overwhelmed as they all will be at some point. We’ve had a couple of reflections where students have talked about what they’re experiencing.
We have been working them hard with filming and interviews. They are feeling a little lost about the story, but it will come together. We talked about the story last night and the three strands we’re following so now they are working at making connections and pulling the strands together. I know this film will be terrific.
I just took my last sip of coffee, so it’s time to leave my cozy perch.