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Romina, Analina and Grace~ Enjoying MEAT & SODA on Easter Sunday |
Easter Sunday was a celebration of food, just like it
is at home. After a three hour church service, we head
to our neighbors. They are a German couple who live here with their three
daughters, they've been living here for about six
months. You can imagine how popular these little muzungu girls are! We carried over plates and forks, we carried benches and chairs, we carried over the beans that
Ava made, the G.nut sauce and the chapatti’s. Immaculate made fresh juice, the
most beautiful juice in the world. We brought the small end tables to eat on
and we carried the food in big pots and pans. The two English girls who also
live nearby brought the rice and the cabbage salad. All of the usual food was
served, plus MEAT and a couple of "extras"! I tried to make a chocolate sauce, they all claimed it was delicious, it was very runny!
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The "spread" |
The meal was lovely. Vivian and
Julius and their three kids were also there. Mika and Beth, an American couple
that had just returned to Uganda to live were also there. We feasted and
chatted, after lunch we played games. Claire and Charlotte, the two English
girls, were full of silly games to play. The Africans found every game
hilarious and exciting. Even the adults love the games, maybe even more than
the children. They don't play many organized games so it's always a challenge
to explain the rules and then see how it turns out. We played musical chairs,
my personal favorite. We played a game so ridiculous it was hilarous, it is
called "Ha". We laughed so hard at the absurdity of it. They had four
people standing on a square of newspaper the size of an adult’s hand. We were
hugging and groping each other trying to stay on the little piece of newspaper long
to enough to beat the other teams. Eventually we carried all of the furniture
back to our house in the rain and relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. Even
though I attempted to make the chocolate sauce to drizzle over the fruit, I
couldn’t stop thinking about the bowl of chocolates that my Grandmother would
have brought, claiming it was from the Easter bunny, if I were at home right
now. Even the veggie tray with carrot sticks and the creamy, salty dip would be incredible right now!
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Jael in her paper hat. |
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Amelia with her pet rabbit, "Felix". |
Easter Monday we were invited to Alex and Betty's house for lunch. Alex
is the director of Amazing Grace and also the brother to Habert, with whom I
live. Lunch was at 2:00, so we showed up around 3:00 and I’m thinking we’re
late. Upon arrival Immaculate immediately sets to work washing the dishes, so
we would have plates to eat off of. Didn't they know we were coming, I wonder
to myself?!
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Immaculate washing dishes |
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Uncle Alex, Balam, Elizabeeth and Ezra eating lunch at Alex & Betty's house. |
About an hour later, somewhere around 4 p.m., as my stomach is
singing a ballad, we have lunch. We have the same dishes that we always have,
we just have every dish that we always have today. We have potatoes, matoke,
g-nut, beans, rice and of course, it’s a special day, so we have MEAT. Immaculate
also made a delicious cake. She had to build two fires, one on the bottom and
one on the top of a big steel box. Once the fire was good and hot, she baked
the cakes inside of the box oven. They are short, round cakes, but she’s
stacked two together. She made a delicious, sweet icing from powdered sugar,
then she added coffee grounds to a little bit and very carefully wrote, “God is
Good” in brown icing across the top of the cake. At least that’s what she told
me it said! The kids sit on a mat on the floor. I’m incredibly impressed with
Esther’s English. She is the ten year old niece of Immaculate and Habert. She
says things like, “Isn’t it a lovely Easter Day?” I say, “Yes, it certainly is
a nice Easter day.” She smiles at me as we sit on the couch together. “Where
did you learn such good English?” I ask her. She tells me that she studied in
Kabale before they moved here. She’s the oldest in the family, so I’m sure part
of her maturity is the fact that she’s partially raising her three younger
brothers and probably also has many responsibilities around the house. After
lunch I sit on the couch while Esther braids my hair for hours. She’s putting
tons of tiny, little braids all over my head. Immaculate, Aunt Betty and
Ester’s mom, Aunt Evelyn are all there chatting away. They switch from
Rufumbira to English and back and forth again. As Elizabeth, the four year old
daughter of Alex and Betty is doing handstands in her dress against the back of
the chair, Aunt Betty says, “See, this is why she can’t make her holy communion
yet.” I smile to myself and think of my nieces and I doing hundreds of
handstands against the door at my mom’s house. I guess I’m not mature enough to
receive Holy Communion either…not yet!
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Esther and I |
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Aunt Evelyn is a nurse and she seems
to be a modern thinker, she surprises me when they start talking about how
inappropriate it is for girls to play football. I’ve been biting my tongue for
a good part of the past few hours, so I decide it’s time I ask a few questions
“Why is it inappropriate?” I ask, oh-so-innocently. Aunt Evelyn looks at me and
says, “Do you understand anatomy?” I tell her that “yes, I do understand
anatomy”. I also tell her many girls really enjoy playing football. Many of
them are very good at it as well. I tell her that it’s good exercise and if it
makes the girls happy they should be encouraged to play football. Immaculate
smiles at me, I’ve noticed she’s also been biting her tongue throughout the
afternoon. The conversation continues, I look at Esther and think what a shame,
this girl will never even have a chance to play sports.
Eventually we all move outside, we
check out the new guest room in the back. When I was here last week, it was
just a brick structure, now it’s complete, with a bed and curtain. The bathing
area is also complete, a little cement closet with a drain. We decide the girls
should take some photos together. We make silly faces and this sends them
laughing hysterically, we take more and the kids gather around our feet, they
want to be a part of it, but, once again, the adults are having too much fun
themselves to include the children. The little screen on the digital camera
amuses us for far too long. It’s going to be dark soon, so we set off walking.
Immaculate and Evelyn walk like turtles as Esther and I walk ahead of them. She
is talking away, she shows me her school and tells me about her teacher. We
dodge the bicycles loaded with boards that should have an, “extra wide” load
sign flashing in front of them. We take about an hour to walk what would have
taken me about 20 minutes to walk, but I’ve enjoyed my company. We say
good-night, we praise God just once more and I promise to see Esther soon. She
reminds me so much of my nieces, just a happy-go-lucky, brilliant girl.
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Funny Faces Photo Shoot! |
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Had them in stitches! |
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