Back in Uganda, and am LOVING the chance. A few bumps along the road getting
here, but all is well!
I met up with my coworker and good friend McCall in the
London airport, and we got to run around town for a few hours with our 12 hour
layover. Then on the way over to Africa,
I bit into a roll (yes, bread) and half of one of my molar teeth just… fell out.
So weird.
We landed in the Nairobi airport, and due to a
miscommunication, our local ride that was going to pick us up didn’t…. so we
had to navigate our way to a hotel in the crazy bustling city with 5 huge
suitcases in tow. I next found my way to a dentist’s office for a root canal!
Yeah. Such a singular experience. It was a Christian dental clinic, so when the
chair reclined back for the dentist to check my teeth, there was a poster
plastered to the ceiling that said “I am with you always.” Between this and the
90’s Christian rock music (a fusion between Amy Grant and Air Supply- priceless), I was feeling good about life. We ended up staying in the home of this
wonderful girl named Oprah, who is an LDS girl around our age that is now
running an orphanage that we got to visit.
She also took us to this cool organization in Nairobi (Kazuri Beads) that employs over 300 impoverished women from the slums to make this gorgeous clay bead jewelry (got you one, mom!). I asked the man that was showing us around a bajillion questions and had some good take-home lessons to help us in running Musana Jewelry in Uganda. And I pet a cheetah.
Which contributed (though the Nairobi traffic was the main culprit) to us missing our flight to Uganda, resulting in some crazy large fees that I still don’t want to talk about. So pretty much, Nairobi rocked us over.
She also took us to this cool organization in Nairobi (Kazuri Beads) that employs over 300 impoverished women from the slums to make this gorgeous clay bead jewelry (got you one, mom!). I asked the man that was showing us around a bajillion questions and had some good take-home lessons to help us in running Musana Jewelry in Uganda. And I pet a cheetah.
Which contributed (though the Nairobi traffic was the main culprit) to us missing our flight to Uganda, resulting in some crazy large fees that I still don’t want to talk about. So pretty much, Nairobi rocked us over.
Being back in Lugazi, Uganda is a little piece of heaven.
And I kind of mean that literally. I imagine heaven to be a place of the most
joyous reunions with people we love. This time returning to Uganda, I have
realized that perhaps beyond any of the work we do here, it is the personal
relationships built that are the most important and impactful. It is actually
pretty limited what "mzungus" (foreigners) can really affect long-term around
here, but being able to connect with and work alongside and learn from local
people (the real change-makers) is maybe why we come. I think foreigners often
promise to return, but often (understandably) can’t. So that may contribute to
these reunions being that much more sweet.
McCall and I got to spend our first day walking through the
town with Pastor Francis, one of the most forward-thinking, genuine, pure-in-heart
people I know. This man is radiant. We were hunting around town to find housing
for the HELP team coming in a couple of weeks, but the best part was getting to
chat and laugh with him. Within no time, he was asking and then counseling me
in my dating life. We are that tight. This man has such a realistic vision for
the progression of his community. I love asking him about his ideas. These
range from turning garbage into fuel pellets, to empowering women in the home
through teaching men about their societal role. His favorite book is “7 Habits
of Highly Effective People,” and he shared with me some things he was
personally working on to implement into his life from the book.
Wilson and Luta are dear dear friends around my age who have
been managing Musana Jewelry. My first encounters with each of them included a
lot of jumping and hugging and laughing with disbelief. Luta kept pinching me
and saying “Is it really you? You are really back?!” These are guys that have
not come from lives of privilege, but have been able to find ways of getting to
college while also running projects to empower youth to serve within the
community through an organization they founded "The Youth Outreach Mission."
Yesterday, Luta took me around to visit each of the 7 women
employed by Musana Jewelry. I personally knew Eve, Florence, and Christine in
2009—so showing up at their door was such a treat. I’m not sure if heavenly
reunions including screaming, but everything else was there. The other 4-
Rosette, Betty, Susan, and Harriet- were hired on after I left, so I have only
seen pictures and heard stories about them. Rosette was so cute, as she met me
for the first time, she exclaimed “Melissa, I really love you!” and I replied that
I had loved her for a long time without having met her. Harriet made some very
touching comments about how her life has been affected since working for
Musana. She is HIV+, and explained how it is near to impossible for her to get a
job once people know her status. She was elected from among the women as the
women's Representative of Musana, and is by far the hardest worker, and has done amazing
with her new responsibilities to lead the women.
I visited the Musana ladies this morning as they were hard
at work in the rented storage unit. These women are masters at the womanly
skill of multi-tasking- rocking babies, chatting (in English! Many of them
couldn’t speak English before they started with Musana, but have learned
through our English classes), while creating gorgeous jewelry.
In fact, our new line of jewelry has recently been featured in a photo shoot with a French model. It resembles jewelry you would find for $200 at Anthropologie back home. And it is really unique in Uganda, so we are starting to scope out potential tourist and ex-pat hot-spots that we could sell it at here locally.
In fact, our new line of jewelry has recently been featured in a photo shoot with a French model. It resembles jewelry you would find for $200 at Anthropologie back home. And it is really unique in Uganda, so we are starting to scope out potential tourist and ex-pat hot-spots that we could sell it at here locally.
Many of my buddies are working on convincing me to stay
forever. Maybe I will.