Sunday, July 31, 2011

Stealing Lindsey's Post...

I truly thought I was going to have time to blog more, but alas, I have not. Solution: stealing someone else's blog post to share with you. Lindsey is our Assistant Teacher Exchange Facilitator this summer and she has written a pretty vivid description of the safari we went on two weekends ago. Enjoy!


Lindsey's Safari Post
Oh Africa! Oh Uganda! How beautiful you are! 

I always love to share with people as we travel slowly on a pontoon boat, then curve around in view of the magestic Murchison Falls - how, one day, Winston Churchill stood at the top of the falls and said, "Uganda really is the Pearl of Africa." And thus, she has become. 

We traveled the dusty, bumpy roads to our safari camp late Saturday afternoon. It was a relaxing night of fellowship and singing songs around a huge bonfire - it felt like home in the summertime, such a familiar feeling! We woke early Sunday morning, always with the attempt at catching lions. We picked up our safari guide at the gate of the national park, and began the long drive in. One of my favorite feelings is that of riding on top of the mutatu, the African savannah spreading as far as I can see and the beautfy of acacia trees, elephants, and giraffes in the distance - and lucky for me, this is how I spent about 6 hours on Sunday morning. Glorious.

We were able to see giraffes, Ugandan Cobbs (deer-like-things or DLTs), Jackson Hartabeasts (DLTs), many elephants, birds, cape buffalo, jackals, hippos, crocodiles, baboons, and many other small creatures.

(a mama and baby giraffe)

(a little warthog action)

(baboon)


(elephant drinking water - why is that so cool? It just is...)

(hippos)

(Nile crocs sharing the water with hippos)
There were a few intense situations throughout the day... for example - our first elephant siting. We saw a huge family of cape buffalo at a water hole, but mixed in (as we got closer), we saw a HUGE elephant. Our guide Simon stopped us short of passing and took stock of the situation. He said it was a female elephant in her gestation period (she was pregnant). Therefore, she may charge - this is when they are most aggressive. Aggressive elephants do not like loud noises - aka 4 mutatus full of crazy white people taking flash photos. 

(Our mutatus, all in a line.... crazy mzungus!)
So, he gave directions to all of our drivers to step on the gas and not stop whether she charges or not. I don't know if it was good or bad, but our car was the first in the line of cars - therefore, we went first past her. Simon (the guide) wanted to see how she would react to our car passing before he decided to send the other vehicles.

My thoughts? Great - let us be the guinea pig for the charging elephant. Then, if it's dangerous, let us be the car on the other side of her ALL ALONE! Oh my. But, we held onto the rack on top of our mutatu, bracing for the speed at which we'd be driving. My heart was literally beating through my chest, and we DROOOOOVEEEE! As we began to pass the elephant, she started trumpeting and making a low rumbling noise, she turned her body towards our car and followed us with her head, rumbling at us the entire time. We made it past, no charging by an elephant - but still had 3 mutatus to make it. We caught our breath, and watched the other vehicles kick up dust as they took off. Little did we know, but the guide (who had gotten into the final car) cocked his gun and yelled, "DRIVE NOW!" to the final vehicle, worried that we wouldn't make it past the elephant without her charging. He apparently thought the last car would annoy her enough. His plan with the gun? To shoot it into the air to distract or scare her away from us. He laughed, telling us, there's no way we could protect ourselves if she actually charged - just prevent her from charging. 

(This is the elephant, turning to face us - looks like she was ready to charge, right?)

PHEW. I'm glad I didn't know that then. STRESS. 

The other stressful situation occurred when we were driving home (already about an hour behind schedule) and our car ran out of gas. OUT.OF.GAS. In the middle of a dusty African country road. At night. No gas. So, we sat on the side of the road. (At this point 2 mutatus and a landrover, one vehicle had taken a guy home who is very sick with eBoli... a whole other story). As we were waiting (again, no gas. nightime. dark.)I attempted to see this as a lesson in patience. A lesson in not always having to follow a timeline. A lesson in just going with "it."

We arrived home after a LOOOOONNNGGG day, slept, woke up, showered (which is practically a luxury here) and felt like a whole new person. After cleaning the red dust out of my ears (ew! Gross!), I took photos from other people's cameras (sadly, my wasn't working - but lucky for me, I'm on a trip with great photographers!) and now I can share them with you!

Another great safari, another great year...
... here's to the journey!

A Few of My Favourite Things...



-Red Dirt (I will wash my feet only after I get home).
-Paul’s great big smile (Paul is studying to become a priest & we eat supper at the parish with him and the other Fathers each night). 
-Malakwan (greens in peanut butter sauce - delicious).
-Posho (nothing like corn mush expanding in your stomach). 
-Jacob’s hearty giggle (“huh huh huh huh” - gotta love those Peace Core Volunteers). 
-Tea time (I love mundazi - fried Acholi donuts. Delicious). 
-Napping in the hammock (best naps to be had). 
-Weak North American stomachs (Cipro is my friend). 
-Pumping water at 5am (I am a very weak). 
-My bodylastics exercise routine. 
-Boda boda rides (I need to get myself a motorbike when I get home). 
-Munu hut (Where I connect to internet). 
-Long conversations at the Parish after supper. 
-Studying the world map (I need one of these at home). 
-View from our front porch (Anaka valley...)
-Ariel holding my hand while we are walking on the “snake path” after dark. 
-Collecting rain water so we don’t have to pump. 
-Hot bucket baths (The best thing ever! Better than any shower I’ve had in this country). 
-Like it or not: Natural, no maintenance hairstyle (I’ve got some “beautiful” curls when I don’t bath or brush my hair). 
-A whole new concept of cleanliness and time.
-Karaoke nights at the house in Gulu. 
-Solar electricity (let’s you know when you’ve used too much :)
-Top Up (I’m bringing a few bottles of this delicious condiment home with me).
-“Munu, hi!” (Actually, this greeting is not my favourite, but the kids who say it are). 
-Re-realizing I’m in Uganda (This happens once a week). 

Teaching Reflections

For part of our programming here we have to reflect on our team teaching and interaction with students at our respective schools. So if you are interested in teaching and learning, enjoy! If not, don’t bother reading :)

Week 1 & 2 Reflections
My experience team teaching this week was challenging. I am still navigating my way in terms of discovering more about the school culture, my partner teachers and their practices, and my purpose for being here. I have had a chance to dialogue with my partner teachers about “What is partner teaching?” They have described it as conducting lessons together, sharing areas or assigned parts of lessons, and planning the lessons together. I hope our team teaching evolves into something even more. Team teaching is about reaching and engaging students in a way that can not be done alone. It’s about synergy. One teacher alone is just one teacher. Two teachers collaborating together is much more than two professionals simply taking turns in the classroom. It is about sharing ideas and reflecting on our teaching practice together. The end result is something much greater than could have been achieved apart. 
I have not had ground-breaking successes in my teaching collaborations this week. I feel like each lesson taught together is a practice at improving our partnerships. To be honest, I am still feeling stuck when it comes to the lecture/dictation part of the lesson. What can I be doing in these moments to reinforce learning? I’ve been writing down observations and questions to discuss with my teachers after the lesson, writing up notes on the board, or walking around to ensure students are copying down the notes; however, nothing I’ve down has made me feel particularly useful. I hope to keep working on this over the remaining weeks here... 
A simple success I did have in one class was using the available textbooks from our library. We brought the textbooks to class and used them in our science lesson. My partner teacher really liked that the students had a chance to develop their literacy skills and reinforce the science concepts at the same time. The science teachers that I’ve had a chance to observe often spend a great deal of time drawing out complex diagrams of a subject being studied. Using the textbook is a time efficient way for students to better visualize the science concept and promote reading! [Bonus marks for promoting reading at my school!!] Using the textbook during class is a simple technique that I know my partner teachers will feel comfortable using long after I leave.
My experience relating to the students the first week has also been challenging. I would say the language is the greatest barrier. It is a continual struggle to speak in a way that the students understand. My partner teachers often restate what I have said to the students after I’ve finished my part of the lesson. This practice allows me to listen to how I could better phrase my statements so that the students can understand. 
In teaching science concepts I have been thinking very much like a North American. I assume each student understands the concepts of swimming, ice cubes, airplanes, and skyscrapers in my explanations of matter and density. Not so much. I am getting better at running things by my team teachers first to see if they think a student will understand a certain example I hope to use. As someone who does not particularly enjoy science when it is only notes and diagrams, I am starting to think of what would engage me if I was learning this? Sometimes it is difficult to spice up the gas laws or the study of reflected light in a prism. In these situations I try to engage students in discussions about why these science concepts are important to study. How do they apply to our daily life? Or is it simply a way to pass the time in class?
Week 3 Reflections
My experiences team-teaching this week were pretty amazing and pretty frustrating at the same time.  
One of my partners and I had a chance to teach the same lesson to two different classes. One class was able to perform an experiment to learn the concept. This lesson was probably one of the most rewarding lessons I have taught here; the students collaborated together in their groups and critically thought about how to calculate the density of their objects. At the end of the lesson, the students were able to clearly articulate how to calculate the density of an irregular object. Because the lab assistant had not arrived at school, our other class was only able to learn about the calculation theoretically; this group was not able to explain the process very clearly. My partner and I were able to see that once students have had a chance to experiment with the science concept, they understand it in a more meaningful way. “When it comes to a test now you will be knowing how to explain the calculation of the density of an irregular solid. Yes?” 
Teaching with my second partner this week has been very frustrating. I feel as if I am a student teacher in his classroom. When we are planning together, he does not seem to like any strategies I suggest and continues with his rigid scheme for the lesson. He will assign me a part of his lesson. After I have taught it he will jump in and re-teach the concept. I have become very discouraged with this practice; I am not sure if the students are not understanding me or if I have not taught the concept clearly enough. 
One Wednesday of this week, I had a break down. Did I fly half-way across the world so I could simply sit through/teach incredibly disengaging science lessons? I am bored in class so I can only imagine how the students are feeling. After a great discussion with the exchange facilitator, I took her advice and planned a chemistry lesson for the next day. I asked my teacher if it was ok if I taught the lesson and he observed it. I included activities I would use at home in Canada if I were teaching a similar topic. Students had to T-W-P-S as many examples of combustion in their daily life. I had each group share their ideas and it went well, but it was extremely time consuming. Because of the language barrier, many students were reluctant to share their ideas. 
In terms of experimentation, I had the students make and record predictions in their groups, share their predictions with the class, and then test these predictions. In this process I saw many students engage with the content in ways I have not previously witnessed in chemistry class. Also, my partner teacher came in and assisted me with the experimentation, further explaining a few concepts, and checking in with groups as they completed the assignment. I felt as if this was the best experience we’ve had team-teaching so far. It came very natural to come in at different times to explain the concept in a new way. After the class, we had a rich dialogue about the strategies we used, and how they work differently in Uganda and Canada. We brainstormed ideas about how to have students work more successfully in groups and how to encourage them to share their ideas in class.
My experience relating to the students has improved this week. I feel as if I’ve finally had a breakthrough in terms of being able to speak in a way that the students understand. One technique I’ve tried is having the students show me thumbs up or thumbs down whether or not they’ve understood. I also ask if there is a student who has understood who can restate for the class. There is still much work I need to do to ensure that I am being understood, but I am improving. 
Another simple thing I’ve been doing is asking a student’s name before he or she shares an answer. The students seem to really appreciate the effort to get to know their names. I feel as if I have gotten to know the S1 streams fairly well, as I teach them both chemistry and physics. 
Week 4
This week has been the best so far in terms of team-teaching! Our school is starting exams next week so this was really the last opportunity to teach together. 
I feel as if a lot of progress was made in terms of my partnership with my chemistry teacher. He seemed much more open to different strategies I suggested while we were planning for the week. We were studying a topic that students had covered in another subject, so we used a K-W-L chart to find out where the students were at and what they wanted to learn about further. I was surprised at just how effective this strategy was in the chemistry classroom. My partner teacher was able to tweak his lesson after hearing what the students knew and what they wanted to know about the topic. We used a football to toss around to students to get them to share their ideas and they seemed much more eager to speak than in previous lessons.
My partner teacher and I also had a great success with students working in groups. We assigned very specific roles to each student in the group: reader, recorder, and presenter. The students worked together to create a summary of a section of the textbook they read together in their groups. I looked around the room and was impressed at the quality of work that was happening. It’s taken four weeks, but we’ve finally had success in having students work together on a project!
The best part about team teaching this week was my partner teachers really taking ownership of the new strategies. They seem to like passing the football around to get different students to talk. One teacher also uses the football to throw at students if they start to fall asleep. We had a chance to critically reflect on the techniques that worked best in our classes together. Continued use of the textbook, prediction and forming hypotheses about experiments (even if we can’t perform the experiment in class), and strategies like K-W-L charts to evaluate students learning are what we found to be most successful in our teaching together. 
I was able to observe two different fine art classes this week. In one class, I was able to relate to the students in an unique way. The lesson was on the anatomy of the female face. Seeing as the class was only males, the teacher asked if it would be ok if the students drew me. I was impressed by the quality of portraiture the students created, especially since I had not washed my hair in four days! The quality of the critique the students were able to make about each other’s artwork was excellent. I often struggle to engage students in critical discussion about their work in Canada. I have observed a few practical techniques to ease students into these types of conversations that I look forward to using back at home. I had a chance to dialogue with the students about fine arts in Uganda and Canada. The students seemed eager to see the pictures I had of my students and their artwork from home. One thing they noticed about my students’ work was the use of colour. Here in Anaka, there is limited availability of paints and colours, so much of the students’ artwork is in pencil. 
I’ve related to the S1 students the most over the last few weeks as I have the most lessons with them. My partner teacher and I are eager to continue our partnership after I leave. We have planned to match up his S1 students with my grade nines back home so we can maintain a cultural exchange between our two schools. I am really looking forward to the continued dialogue with my teacher and his students about teaching and learning.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Anaka


Where to start? I’ve been at my school for about two weeks now. Anaka is incredibly beautiful. Words nor pictures will do it any justice. We are located at the top of a beautiful valley just outside of the Murchison Falls National Park. It feels like home since I live/work in the Qu’Appelle Valley back home! It is the wet season now so everything is incredibly lush and green. We have a stunning view of the valley from virtually any classroom window at our school.

There are four of us exchange teachers here at Pope Paul VI Secondary School at Anaka (POPAVISSA for short). Ariel, a math teacher from New York, and I are living with a Peace Corps volunteer from Minneapolis named Jacob. He has been teaching math here for over a year. He has been more than hospitable to us, welcoming us into his home. Through many late night conversations about teaching and living in Uganda, Jacob has helped us understand the local Acholi culture and the workings of our school.

I cannot rave enough about how beautiful it is here! We have a front porch that gives us a panoramic view of the valley and the school grounds. We have a breezeway that opens out to a field behind our teacher housing. We live right on the school grounds so we only have a three minute walk each day to the main school compound.

Let me run you through a typical day here at an Ugandan secondary school. **Disclaimer: this is by no means typical to all schools, but generally how the timetable works.** The school day is supposed to start at 7:00am. T.I.A. [This Is Africa] so the school assembly typically starts at around 7:30 instead. The first day I showed up at 7 sharp and I was the only person on the assembly field! The assembly usually consists of announcements and admonishments for misbehaviour or being “stubborn” students. In Uganda, stubborn means badly behaved or uncontrolled, but sometimes it also means being funny in an undisciplined way. The great irony is that the students that really need the disciplining are the not the ones that bother to come to the assembly. The well disciplined students who actually attend assembly receive the scolding that is not meant for them in the first place.

The assembly quite commonly runs overtime so it not unusual for classes to start 20, 30, or 40 minutes late. Great story, yesterday the assembly finished on time so my partner teacher and I headed to our 8:00 class only to find the students were waiting outside for the students on duty to finish sweeping the classroom. Ten minutes later, we started class. Only half the students were there and the room was filled with dust. I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. In Uganda, we postpone the lesson in order to sweep.

There is definitely a whole different perception of time here. Classes start when they start and end when they end or when the next teacher shows up for the lesson. I am very accustomed to bells, schedules, punctuality, and time management at school. I can’t even imagine coming late to a class back home. I’ve tried to follow the lead of my partner teachers. It has taken me some time to get used to arriving or staying late in class, but while in Uganda...

There are four 40 minute lessons in the early morning (8:00-10:40am), then break time for twenty minutes. Break time is when we are served tea and Acholi donuts, or deliciously fried balls of dough. I really love tea time. I am going to start expecting it at home soon!

Usually break time runs late and it is very common to wait until you are finished your tea time before you start teaching. Teachers come to the students, so the students hang out and “study” while they wait for another lesson to begin. There are four more 40 minute blocks (11:00am-1:40pm), and then an hour break for lunch. We eat posho, a corn flour solid mush, and beans for lunch each day. Sometimes we get goat or a cabbage dish with posho instead of beans. That is a special day :)

Then there are three more 40 minute blocks from 2:40pm-4:40pm. Some classes even run until 5:20pm. Now, this school day sounds very exhausting, especially to North American teachers. It is an exhausting day for the students; they have little time to rest. What I have failed to mention is that the teachers do not teach all day like back home in Canada. Of the fifty-five blocks of possible classes one might teach in a given week, most teachers only teach 24 or 26 blocks. That means that some teachers have days where they have no lessons at all and other days where they are very busy. Or, if they are lucky, lessons spread out to take up half the day.

Now what to do with all of that prep time? Remember, the classes here are very large. Sixty-five to seventy students is the average class at my school in Anaka. In some schools in Gulu the average class size is 150. I no longer have any sympathy for a teacher (including myself) who complains about having 30 students in a class. Somehow seventy students manage to fit in a classroom here and I have not heard teachers grumble much about the number of students.

Teachers spend much of their prep time marking the many assignments, preparing for the next lesson, helping students, or refining their skills at “cards”. I have yet to win at cards. It’s a lot like UNO except with a few other sweet tricks thrown in using 8s and Js. I may come home referring to “clubs” as “flowers” and “spades” as “shovels”. Love it! Just wait until I teach the Abbott’s this card game.

To clear up any misconceptions, the language of instruction in Uganda is English. That being said, the type of English spoken here is what I lovingly like to refer to as “Ugandlish”. I really cannot describe how it sounds, except that it is incredibly unique and I need to videotape a class here.

The many questions I had about, “How will you communicate with the students?” were not unfounded. I am beginning my third week of teaching at Anaka and I am still struggling to speak in a way that the students understand. Other teachers on the exchange, and even Jacob (American Peace Corps teacher), much to his chagrin, have started using an Ugandlish accent while speaking with Ugandans. I don’t want to sound fake or be offensive, but I’ve naturally picked up some words, phrasing, and certain enunciation since I’ve been here. I’m sure I’ll sound funny when I get home if any of the Ugandlish sticks with me.

I’ve learned a lot so far from teaching with my team teachers. I’m sure most of what I’m learning will not be apparent until I’m at home and have a chance to thoroughly process all that I have experienced. I’ve had some incredibly meaningful conversations with Ugandans, Ugandan teachers, and North American teachers. It really is a lot to take in. So, I’ve been journalling as much as possible, at the expense of my blogging, but honestly, who’s reading this anyway?

All this while I’ve been questioning my purpose for being here. I have not come to any conclusions yet, and I am not sure if I ever will. I hope to learn as much as possible and share as much as possible...

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Week One...

The long awaited update? I should stop promising updates and simply post as I have access to electricity, internet, and time to compile my thoughts. I have been here in Uganda for seven days now, and let me tell you - this place is remarkable! 


I flew from Edmonton to London and sat beside an incredible lady from back home in Saskatchewan, visiting her first grandchild in London. After arriving in London and waiting in the Heathrow Airport for many hours, I was told the flight was full and I had to wait on standby. I have never been more nervous for an hour and a half. I was supposed to meet up with the rest of the teacher exchange participants on this flight and I did not have a way to let them know what had happened. At 8:30pm I was finally told there was a seat for me on the plane to Entebbe. I cannot describe my relief; however, my flight was leaving at 9:15pm. It was like the movies, running through the Heathrow airport (now that I finally had a boarding pass and could go through security), catching a TRAIN to my gate and running up incredibly tall escalators. I finally made it to the gate covered with sweat as they were closing it. I took one look and my seat and realized it was worth the stress (possibly?). I’d been upgraded to business class! Personal pillow, blanket, socks, foot rest, toothbrush, 3-way reclining seats and my own personal TV. 


I was in a different section than the other participants, so after a somewhat restful flight I waited for them to de-plane the next morning. The participants are from all over North America, and there are two other Canadians! [Side note: we celebrated Canada-day today on July 1 in true Canadian style.] What is truly remarkable about the participants is what young, incredible educators they are. I have learned more in my seven days of formal and informal conversations with fellow teacher exchange participants and facilitators than I’ve learned in some courses in university!  


The first day in Uganda we drove from Entebbe to Kampala and checked into our hotel. We headed to Garden City, a local mall, to exchange our money and buy an Ugandan cellphone. I was incredibly tired, which made meeting all the other Group 2 exchange participants difficult. We were all feeling the jet lag as we tried to stay awake for the day in Kampala. Staying on local time makes the time change transition easier, but the first day is brutal. We had a brief introduction to life in Uganda and then headed out for a great teacher exchange tradition, supper at a local Indian restaurant. Already I felt at home with these people. There is something so invigorating about being around other like minded individuals. We all come from vastly different backgrounds, schools, and experiences, yet we have one important thing in common: a passion for teaching.


I can’t describe what an amazing sleep I had that first night under my mosquito net. I felt like a princess. The next morning we packed up and headed to the US Embassy where we met with meet members of USAID. We had an enlightening round table meeting with the Ugandan USAID team here, focussing especially on education development in Uganda. One member of the USAID team put it very eloquently “we are working with a moving target.” Aid in Northern Uganda, and likewise in other developing countries, is transforming from emergency aid to far-sighted, sustainable projects for long term development now that the civil war in Uganda has ended.


Next we headed to the Bavubuka Foundation, an youth empowerment centre in Kampala. “Welcome to our ghetto!” The foundation works to empower youth through music (hip hop, rap, and traditional), dance (break dance and hip hop), and visual art (screen printing, painting, and photography). We had a chance to watch the youth perform and see their art work. We met an amazing young man named Cyno who is raising money through his music for his heart. Check out this website if you’d like to learn more http://www.active.com/donate/Cynosheart. 


We left the insane streets of Kampala (I am not joking - there is no such thing as lanes or traffic lights. It’s a free for all) and drove to our home for the next six weeks - Gulu. The trip took about five hours. We saw a lot of the countryside, crossed the Nile River (amazing! I can’t wait to river raft on it), and ran into some monkeys and baboons. We arrived at “the compound” that has been rented in Gulu for the Teacher Exchange Participants to live in for the six weeks here. I will post pictures of the house we are staying in. We were welcomed whole-heartedly by group one who has been in Gulu for two weeks already. 


Our home is in a small village on the outskirts of Gulu. Here is the sign posted in each one of our washrooms: “If it is yellow, let it mellow. If it brown go and squat over the ground.” We have pit latrines out in the back of our compound. We do have toilets and showers, but because of small pipes and a limited amount of water we do not shower or flush often. Baby wipes it is! 


I love what an active group we are. There is a group of us that head to Pece Stadium each morning to run and do resistance and body weight training. I am honestly impressed with my own tenacity. I HATE running and waking up early but I’ve done that three days in a row and felt terrific, even with only a baby wipe “shower.” 


Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday were spent in orientation sessions. We took a tour of the Invisible Children office here in Gulu. I cannot tell you how surreal it was to see what they are doing in person! I’ve watched a lot of the media from Invisible Children and here I am in Gulu meeting these people and learning about the programs running here on the ground that I’ve only ever saw in videos before. I have a huge amount of respect for the organization because they are not focussed on short term solutions, but sustainable projects planned and executed by the local people. Check out www.invisiblechildren.com if you want to learn more!


Our other training sessions have been about the Acholi Culture & Customs, Education in Northern Uganda, Living & Teaching During the Conflict, Luo Language, Extracurricular Activities and Clubs. I honestly feel this is such a great program because of the extensive training we have going into it. We are anxious to get into our schools and get teaching, but we understand the value of this orientation first.


We have had a great number of opportunities to travel around Gulu and explore the local market, restaurants, and shops. My favourite experience has been riding a “boda boda” on my way home from town. Bodas are a form of taxi - you hop onto the back of a motorbike and catch a ride wherever you need. You may find me on a motorbike when I am back in Canada, that’s how much I enjoy it! 


We met our partner Ugandan teachers at a special supper and dance the other night. I am partnered up with Fred, Geoffrey, and Samuel who teach Physics, Biology & Chemistry respectively. The Ugandan teachers taught us some of their traditional Acholi dances. It was pretty amazing - I feel like a great dancer here! 


The last few days we’ve had free to explore town and visit the children in two local orphanages. Yesterday I went to an orphanage called Mother Theresa’s. The other “munus” (foreigners/white people) and I played games with the children. I never realized before how educational “What time is it Mr. Wolf” can be. We will be visiting St. Jude’s, another orphanage, this afternoon. 


I head out to my school, Anaka, tomorrow morning. I very excited to meet my students and observe my partner teachers! I will post again when I am back in Gulu next weekend.