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| Children performing for me |
Saying goodbye can be a tearful experience (especially for the sentimental Filipinos). But here, I held back my sobs because it seems that the locals are not that demonstrative.
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| With officemates |
The lighter moments were when someone offered to give me a live chicken to bring home. Well, I told him that airlines allow only their airplanes to fly; no winged animals while airborne.
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| With the Little Sisters of the Mary Immaculate in Gulu |
Another one gave me 10,000 Ugandan shillings. It would have been understandable if it was for pocket money, but he told me to buy bgoya (bananas). I did not know whether he wanted me to bring the bananas to the Philippines or share it with others.
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| With Filipinas in Kampala |
But, on my last day at my accommodations, I saw the gas stove was on fire while the rice that I was cooking was on the final stages of being done. Someone came to do a quick-fix of the hose but it was not done properly as I could still smell the leak.
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| I taught them to use spoon. See the wonderment. |
Well, the devil was tempting me - to use the stove again to finish my cooking or just go hungry. I chose the latter as I may not be so lucky the next time around and the cylinder could just explode.
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| With the VSO volunteers at the housing compound |
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| Staff in VSO Uganda |
I had happy memories during my last days in Uganda....and I have a very strong feeling that I will be returning for a visit.
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| Learning to write. They need a little help from you and me |
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