Thursday, 9 February 2012

First Week of School!


Saturday, January 28th, 2012
Lazy Day
After Friday, and after a busy couple of weeks, we were just exhausted, and literally spent the day doing absolutely nothing. I believe I read, slept, and watched some Downton Abbey. That was it, and it was great. Later, Julie and Lydia visited and stayed for dinner, but that was the only thing that happened in our day. It was brilliant.
Sunday, January 29th, 2012
School Starts
Sadly, very sadly, Elizabeth, Monica, and little Dan left for boarding school on Sunday. Everyone was sad to see them go, but they were super excited. All of their friends are at school and they get to play sports and things, and they work at home, so for them it was no tragedy at all. Apparently their parents very skillfully dropped them off and signed them in, showed them to their friends and left, thereby avoiding too many tears. 

The house feels so much emptier without them. I am so glad I got to meet them though. They are honestly wonderful children, and they made us feel so welcome. :(
We will be visiting them soon, make no mistake.
Cafe Frikadellen Again
For lunch, we went to Cafe Frikadellen. Um. Again. This time we all got burgers. So good. 
On the way back on the boda I took some awesome photos of the village and of the setting sun.


Monday, January 30th, 2012 
Women’s Group A - English
I think this was our second women’s group meeting. When we asked the week before, one of the women suggested that our theme for our English lesson be piggery, so throughout the week before we researched piggery and gathered some materials for a lesson. Leila drew and diagramed the pig on the left, showing different parts of the pig in English. I came up with Vocabulary words, and Julius translated them. We used an article for this lesson, and Heather came up with some discussion questions.
When we began the meeting, we tried to start with reading the article. However, we found that the women’s English level was nowhere near high enough to just jump into an article. We managed to get Geoffrey, a man who often comes to the library to use his computer, to translate the summary of the article that Heather wrote. The women were very interested in the article, which talked about an outbreak of African Swine Fever. African Swine Fever is a rather serious disease that affects pigs, but for which there is no cure. Meanwhile, despite there being a vaccine against fowl pox, at 1,000 Sh per vaccine it gets very expensive when there are over 50 chicks (especially when you factor in food and school fees and wages of less than 100,000 Sh a month - CAD $42.)


Anyhow, afterwards we tried to discuss with them how it related to their lives. We asked them if they had pigs and the like, but it was slightly difficult because of the severe language barrier. Geoffrey had to translate everything, which we felt was a disadvantage because we can’t assume that he will always be there. Furthermore, it doesn’t really help much with the actual language learning if there isn’t a need to pay attention to the English words. 
Our last activity was we had written out the vocabulary words on construction paper in Luganda and English, and we had them match them on the board. This would allow them to use problem solving and to physically put the words together. First, we had the women read the words in Luganda and English, and then they did the activity. This activity was a bit of a relief, because we had struggled with the first two activities. This one felt successful, though.
At the last minute I thought it would be a good idea to do a dialogue, and I wrote one quickly before the women left. It was too late to actually implement, however. Nevertheless the other girls saw it and liked the idea and we’ve been doing it since. The dialogue was slightly difficult to explain, but I’ll try. Basically, you have two people, 1 and 2 or whatever you’d like to call them, and they have a discussion. The discussion is already written out, mostly, and the women just have to read the parts and sometimes pick an option. This is a good exercise because it forces the women to actually participate in and do the discussion, which makes a larger impression in one’s memory than just listening. A lot of the things we are doing now are things which I remember from or have adapted from Mme. G’s French classes in high school. She gave me some tips before I left, actually, and they’ve been very helpful with what I’ve been doing so far.
This group’s first lesson was something of a learning experience. Because of what we did this first day we had to adapt our lesson. We learned that we can’t use large amounts of text, especially when it’s with more complicated language. We’ve set a general 250 word limit. Nevertheless, local and relevant topics are very important. They were extremely interested in the piggery article, for example, it just wasn’t feasible in English. We also learned that pictures are especially useful. More importantly, we learned that activities that have them doing things, especially things that they can see the effects of, are especially good. The Women’s Group B meeting was a lot better this week because of what we learned and changed.
Trip Planning
Heather and I have begun to plan a very exciting trip from February 23rd to March 5th. We plan to go on a 4 day 3 night safari with a company that a friend of Heather’s had used before (aka: Trustworthy) that is relatively cheap. It’s ‘roughing it,’ so we’ll be sleeping in tents (albeit on mattresses) at night. In it we’ll be going to the Serengeti (which is where most of the African stuff was filmed for the Nature channel, apparently), another reserve in Tanzania, and a crater which is apparently worth the trip all on its own. After, we plan to head to Dar Es Salaam for 2 or so days, and then Zanzibar for another three. Zanzibar, especially Stone Town, looks amazing. We are psyched. 
We plan to go to Rwanda as well some other time. Rwanda will be a very cheap trip, especially if we bus, as buses are only about 20,000 shillings and hotel rooms are only about $10-15. This trip, however, is not fully planned as of yet.
We hope to book plane tickets (Entebbe to Kilimanjaro, Dar Es Salaam/Zanzibar to Entebbe) on Saturday the 4th or Sunday the 5th of February in Kampala if we are able to make it there.
Tuesday, January 31st, 2012
Women’s Group B Meeting
This Women’s Group Meeting went really well. This group is super cute, and all of the women were very enthusiastic and friendly. This time we trashed the article, although we still discussed it in Luganda, and we still did the vocab, but this time we also did the dialogue. The women were very keen and supportive of each other, which was great to see. Before and after many women used the AlphaSmarts keyboards to practice their typing skills.
Leila’s Evening Grocery Shopping
We needed groceries, so Leila hopped on Julius’s scooter and he took her to the grocery store in Masaka. No one else went with her, but apparently she drove and had to ride the motorcycle up the hill because it wasn’t able to take two people up. The whole time Julius had to run behind her. When she asked if they ought to switch places, he declined, although she suspects it’s because it wouldn’t have been as safe for her to run behind his scooter. Anyways, she got the groceries (junk (including Pringles - the only chips you can get here), brown bread, jam, margarine, and honey), Julius told her which bodaboda to take home, and she managed to get back in time for dinner. 
Wednesday, February 1st, 2012
Pineapple Man
It turns out that there is more than one pineapple man. One has a huge plantation, and comes occasionally at request. The other is Moses and Julius’s brother. His pineapple crop is smaller, but Dan and Amelia buy from him to support his business. It kind of blew my mind that someone comes to deliver pineapples here, much like a milk man would have done. The first time we saw the other guy also gave Heather and Leila a few laughs. When I saw him I said, “The, uh, the pineapple guy is here,” to Amelia, who was in the kitchen. Apparently that was funny, although I can’t think of any other ways to describe him. Anyways, Moses and Julius’s brother came today, so Heather and I both took pictures with him and his pineapples.

Computer Disaster
We had a fun disaster on Wednesday. I don’t remember who, but someone said that we needed to sync up our library catalogue with Goreth’s (Dan’s assistant) because the books that we had put in had the same numbers as the ones she had put in. So, me, figuring that there wasn’t a computer program which I couldn’t figure out (yeah, already going badly, eh?) said I could figure out Microsoft Access. Anyways, apparently you can’t paste things so I ended up messing up the whole thing. Heather helped a WEE bit, but it was mostly (99.99%) all my fault, and I felt really angry at myself afterwards. We had to go through all of the books, pull out EVERYTHING that had had been catalogued by Goreth AND us, and give it to her to redo (because Dan rightly doesn’t want us to do it anymore). Luckily, Dan had a more updated version of the file, so we only have to redo half, but still…. Half is 77 books. He was very relaxed about it and told us that we would do it “Slowly by slowly,” which is comforting. Luckily nothing is permanently and irrevocably damaged. It’s just a small thing, but it’s a small thing which is also a hassle.
Later, however, we’ll be alphabetizing the library, a task for which I am quite excited. It will make it SO MUCH easier to find the books than it is now. At the moment all the books are numbered in the categories according to when they were received. However, a lot of books are mixed up and not actually in the right category, and within the categories there is absolutely no order because it’s simply too difficult to maintain when they’re organized numerically. Alphabetically by author, however has a billion advantages. For example, you group all of the books by the same author together, it’s easier to figure out because the author’s last name is usually on the spine of the book anyway so it’s much easier to catalogue. Also, you can go in, knowing what you want, and FIND IT, which is a huge benefit. I never realized how wonderful alphabetization was before.
Roosters
In books, they tell you that the rooster’s crows wake you at daybreak. What they don’t tell you is that after the rooster has woken you, it does not stop trying to wake you even though its job has already been done. In other words, the bird doesn’t ever stop crowing until nightfall. This does not bother me, although it seems to bother the other girls. Apparently they both heard it crowing at midnight (I sleep like a log and did not), and whenever one of the girls hears it she jokingly conspires at the roosters’ demise.
Getting Materials Ready
Because school finally started on Monday, we are finally beginning to get busier. We have another women’s group meeting on Friday and then Monday, and today we worked on preparing the materials for the meeting on Monday. Our theme is going to be clothing, so Leila has been cutting and drawing some very pretty dresses with pens and construction paper (she’s very artistic and once had a cake business, which seems unrelated but isn’t), and I’ve been doing a short story about buying a dress and coming up with some vocab words, and Heather did the dialogue. 
Also, Friday is our first time to work with the primary school kids. Yay! 
Thursday, February 2nd, 2012
Meeting the Teachers
The main event of the day was going to the Primary school - which is basically 2 minutes away - and meeting the teachers. We also popped into the Primary 1 and 2 and the Primary 6 and 7 classes. The school compound is rather large. We learned some rather interesting things about the schools here. There are two types of schools, private and public.
Strangely, even though public school teachers are paid considerably more, they apparently tend to have a far less adamant work ethic because of their job security. That is, they cannot be fired unless by the district, and whenever they are at risk of being fired, they may go to the person in the district in control of these things and make excuses or give a bribe. 
On the other hand, private schools’ enrollment is dependent on the number of students that they get to pass the grades, especially the exam the Primary 7 students must take at the end of the year. They literally cannot go to high school without passing this exam, so it’s a very serious test. As more students pass, the school can put its school fees up, so it’s worth it to pay for a more expensive school because it’s more likely that they will pass and succeed with their studies. Unlike in Canada, where the school system is fine and you really have to be apathetic not to pass, it really makes a difference here where you go because it can be the difference between passing or failing.
Dan’s Flu
Dan isn’t feeling very well and has the flu. Amelia will be making him some of her ginger, garlic, lime, onion(??), and honey mixture that has apparently worked wonders on the family’s illnesses. As a result of his illness, though, Dan has, obviously not been feeling very well, and it’s so strange to see him without his characteristic smile. 
Lwannunda Development Center
Lwannunda Development Center is just up the hill from the library; a very short walk. It is a place that offers affordable lessons in variable things, such as Tailoring and English and Music and Catering and Computers. They also have a model farm where people can learn agricultural skills, as well as a model pig keep and a clinic.

 Apparently although they have really great programs, their problem is ‘community mobilization.’ This means that they are getting difficulty getting people to use them. It was quite cool, and we are all hoping that we will get the chance to help out and to try and take some of the traditional Bagandan music and dance classes on weekends.

Movies
Heather, Leila and I watched 127 Hours, which Leila had downloaded onto her computer before she came. It’s not bad for a movie about a guy who spends over 5 days stuck in a cliff face and then has to cut off his own arm. Sorry for the spoilers.
After, Heather went to sleep but Leila and I stayed up to watch The Ides of March, which is a political movie which was nominated for about 8 Academy Awards, but which wasn’t as good as the hype. It was basically a moral film about how politics corrupts.
Friday, February 3rd, 2012
Reading With Primary 7
We were told we would be meeting Primary 6 at 11, but then when we got there the teacher told us that Primary 6 was busy now, but we could take Primary 7 at 3, the usual time. We were happy to be in the sun, so it wasn’t a total loss. When 3 PM finally rolled around, we went back to the primary school again and picked up the kids. There were Primary 6 and 7 in the classroom, and they all got excited when we came in. Their teacher was on the other side of the courtyard sitting under a tree and had left the kids alone. We gestured to the teacher to ask if we could take them and they gestured back that it was alright. The kids then followed us out in their pink uniforms to the library.
One group in particular was walking quickly with me. Their names, that I can remember, are Rusty, Betty, Pasha, and another girl named Rusty. The girls named Rusty were both out of their uniform. The shorter girl was wearing a bright yellow shirt and a pretty necklace, the other a white shirt. They were chatting with me and asking me if I knew Luganda. I told them I knew about 10 words. Then they were prodding at my hair, telling me that it was pretty. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I mean, one never tires of hearing they have pretty hair, but I think complimenting me on my hair is affirming the wrong standards of beauty. 
Anyhow, everyone gathered in the big hall and sat in a circle on the mats. Someone had put away the books which we had prepared to give out to them so we had to run in and quickly get them out again and then hand them out to the kids. This is how it worked: they sat in a circle and read, and whenever they wanted a different book, whether because the one they were reading was too easy or too hard or they just didn’t like it, we would come around and give them a new one. Leila and I just carried a selection with us so that they could choose.
Sometimes we sat down with a small group and had them read to us, or we read to them. I read one story about Martin Luther King Jr. I felt kind of bad about the rather morose ending. 
We definitely noticed a preference for local books in the kids. Unfortunately, none of the books were in the local language, Luganda, which I found incredibly tragic. After all, it is SO much harder to learn to read when you’re not even learning your own language. You have to learn the meaning, the pronunciation, and understand the letters and words. It would be like having to learn to read in French when you can barely even speak the language.
Next time we will be reading to them afterwards as well. We have free reign with the kids, so hopefully we’ll be able to think of fun things to do with them that will encourage their reading. I would really like to get them to read at home;  to take one book and read it over a course of a couple of days and really read it to get the meaning. We’re thinking of doing a type of “Read Around the World” in order to achieve this. Basically, they would write down the books that they have read, and whenever they have read a certain amount they get a sticker, and if they read a large amount (say 25 books) they get a book of their own to take home or something. 
Anyways, we took them back and I chatted with the same group of girls. I only hope I am able to remember the names and faces, and also that this reading thing really helps and encourages independent reading.
Women’s Group - A
The Women’s Group A meeting wasn’t too eventful. We just put the women on the AlphaSmarts and two women tried a Typing Puzzle Game on the white computers donated by the Maendeleo Foundation (I think) and one of those women proceeded to use the Typing Tutor. Typing Tutor was especially good because it very distinctly instructed the women in finger placement, which was EXACTLY perfect and needed. I’m really hoping that the women will be willing to learn to use actual computers soon, because as useful as typing is, a computer is even more useful - especially because computers have the internet.
Pineapple
Before I forget I thought I would write this down. There was a funny moment the other day at dinner. The cat, who is quite young and thus quite small, was making some noises near my chair at dinner. It was growling. Naturally, I looked over to see what was happening. At this point I could see it, and everyone else at the table was speculating. The other girls were horrified and terrified and were crouching on their chairs, their hands clutching at the back. “Yeah, it’s definitely got something,” I said, peering over my chair into the dark shadow of the table where the cat was wrestling with some small dead animal. “I think I see a tail. Yeah, I smell something.” I paused, then and reached out over the table. “Can you pass me the pineapple?”
Except for I didn’t actually ask them to pass me the pineapple. I really just said, “Can you pass-” meaning to finish my sentence with the lantern or the light. However, I realized that I could grab it myself and use it to look at the cat situation with anything being passed. Nevertheless the other girls thought I asked to pass the pineapple while the cat was butchering a rat beside me and they were terrified in their seats and thought it was hilarious. 
Heather was imitating me at dinner on Thursday night and Leila had pineapple in her mouth. She started laughing so hard that she was clutching her mouth with her hands and had to sprint out the kitchen so she wouldn’t laugh the half-eaten pineapple onto the table. She nevertheless managed to spill a few drops. Now that was funny. 

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Mzungu Night Out


Friday, January 27th, 2012
Computer Thief - Part 2
The computer thief was finally caught. He was one of the guys who had been coming to the library a lot. The day when they computer had been stolen the internet hadn’t been working, and he had been in there with Innocent, one of Dan’s nephews. Julius called him, because everyone was suspicious, and he asked to get his phone number, but the guy was super suspicious. “Why do you want my phone number?” he asked. Julius and he had gone to school together many years before, so it wasn’t so suspicious, and the level of anxiety he had from Julius’s asking was a big hint that it was actually him.
“No reason,” Julius told him. He tried calling the guy’s phone number. It didn’t work, so as he was walking away Julius ran back up to him. “I think you gave me the wrong phone number,” he said and forced the guy to give him the new one. “Let me call you,” he said and tried the phone number. It worked this time.
“Why do you want my phone number?” the guy asked again.
“No reason,” said Julius. He was giving no hint of their suspicion. Later, when they talked about it they mentioned that they thought he was stupid to think that just because they never mentioned anything about it when he was in the library that they did not suspect him, when really he should have taken it as a sign that they did. After all, why else would they be so cautious as to not mention a word? It wasn’t as though they wouldn’t have noticed that the computer was missing after several days. 
A day later, on Friday, they managed to get him into the library. The police were there, and they interrogated him for information. Apparently he looked very nervous. He said that the computer that he had was one that he had bought from a store. He was trying to convince them that it was his. However, as they left on their way to check out his story he gave in and confessed. If he had not, he might have been tortured or thrown into prison.
Apparently he had taken the computer somewhere to get everything removed, so when we got it back, we had to reinstall everything. 
He should have been thrown into prison, really, but his family came and pleaded with Dan, telling him that he did not have much. Dan wanted him to at least pay the cost of the police investigation and the interrogation and all of that, because it ended up being very expensive, but I believe they begged him out of that, too. That man is very lucky to have his family. 
One unfortunate thing is that his family will likely suffer for his crime, if merely in shame. The man at least will not be allowed back to the library, which is the very least he should suffer.
Flora & English Lessons
Women’s group was cancelled that evening, so instead we taught Flora some English. She is in Primary 7 and facing the big exam this year. She needs to improve her English in order to transfer to a private boarding school, the same one where Dan’s girls go. It was fun, we read Girls to the Rescue with her and then did some exercises out of her workbook. 
Cafe Frikadellen
After the lesson, we made our way in the dark to Cafe Frikadellen in Masaka. It is a mzungu (Means ‘white one,’ is applied to anyone who is a foreigner, originates from a word that means traveller, nomadic person, which comes from a word that is for pastoralists, who used to move with their animals to good pastures) cafe which caters to foreigner. It has high speed internet, but more importantly things like meat and cake. On our way, I’m not going to lie, there was some squealing. Because the road was so dark we weren’t sure if Joseph, our boda boda driver, was taking us the right was.
There was a buffet that night but we arrived just a little too late. We were so desperate for food from home (for no reason other than because it was the food from our home - the food we get at Dan’s house is amazing and wonderful and there is nothing we could possibly complain about) that when we saw a piece of cake on the table we asked the waitress, “Can we just.. Take it?” She said yes, although she looked at us as though we were some crazy mzungus.
We each got the food we were craving. I got a steak and a banana chocolate milkshake. Heather got some deep-fried chicken and a fruit smoothie (I think??). Leila got a pizza and a coke and coffee. My steak was flavored with garlic. It was. So good. 
Ambiance
After Cafe Frikadellen we went to Ambiance. The cover charge was quite cheap, only 5,000 Shillings, although it might have been more expensive if we had not gone with Julius. Before we got in I went to Julius’s place, also in Masaka, to drop off all of our stuff because you cannot bring cameras into the club. 
The club was fun, although I didn’t really feel like dancing, and apparently Leila and Heather didn’t either because they were mostly just standing by the railing just above the dance floor. At first the club was entirely empty except for a huge group of mzungu aid workers from Holland or the Netherlands or something on their last night out before they go home, but eventually locals began to arrive. Apparently the big night out is Saturday, though, and this was on a Friday.
While there was some North American music, it was mostly Ugandan music. This was a bit weird for us because we weren’t really sure how to dance to it. What does Ugandan music sound like, you wonder? Well, just listen to some of the stuff on:
http://www.kerere.com 
It got the most exciting late at night when people began to really dance. There was one group of guys - because guys actually dance here, and don’t just bob to the music - who were dancing in a dance circle. They were even break dancing. One dance move that surprised me was where one of the guys would bend down so that his hands were on the floor but his legs were straight and shake his butt, while another guy would go behind him standing up and rub his back. We were shocked, because it basically looks like - well, you can guess. But it really shows the difference in intra-gender relations. Because people mostly don’t think that gay people exist in Uganda - I’ll talk about that again later - it doesn’t matter to guys if you do things like hold hands and that dance, because if you do it, it doesn’t mean you’re gay. Homophobia is pretty extreme here, but when guys show affection towards each other, it isn’t considered weird at all. That’s normal, which is good, because why shouldn’t guys be friends? Why shouldn’t guys be allowed to show each other affection without ridicule? It’s only natural. It’s only healthy, really. 
Another interesting thing was the behavior of the girls. While they dressed more inappropriately than they did during the day, in tight, short skirts and pants, low cut tops,  and even sometimes held liquor, they were still very conservative. For example, although they held the liquor, they did not drink much of it. They behaved themselves well, and did not dance too close or do anything inappropriate. There were some couples who danced, but they were older, and it was still quite tame. The only girl who behaved inappropriately was a mzungu aid worker girl. She was tall, and blonde, and was grinding with a Ugandan man while she held a bottle of vodka in her other hand. She was completely gone, but she was the only girl in the whole club who was. I was pretty surprised actually, because I would have thought that she would have caught on that this just was not appropriate club behavior for Ugandan girls. I suppose that she thought that it didn’t matter because she wasn’t Ugandan. It does, though, because any time a mzungu behaves like that she is giving the rest of us a bad name and makes it a bit more risky for everyone else.
We only got home at about 4 AM. Julius told us which bodas to take, we went to his place quickly to pick up our stuff, and we eventually got home. We drove behind the library so that we wouldn’t wake the family, and when we got home we just went to sleep immediately. 
I hadn’t stayed up past 10 since we got here.

(It gets dark here at 7 every night. Because we have no electricity or lights, we mostly just fall asleep right after dinner, which usually ends at around 8 or 9. Sometimes we may watch a movie or read, but even then we don’t stay up much later.)

Takera Community Resource Center


Thursday, January 26th, 2012

 Running
Because Leila had not been feeling well, she had not been coming running with us, so it has just been Heather and I. This week, we were all feeling sick on Monday so none of us went. Instead we made it up on Tuesday and Thursday. Even twice a week is great, though. Heather and I are really excited because we are really noticing the improvement every run. I really hope that when I return home I can find a way to keep it up, because it feels great, even if it makes me really hungry...
Grocery Shopping in Masaka in the Morning
Before breakfast we decided to take a quick (ha!) trip into Masaka to get candy-esque groceries. This included chocolate milk, juice, chips, and chocolate. For a while our cravings for North American food had been growing. Heather got a cupcake at the bakery. Surprisingly, baked goods are quite difficult to find due to the lack of electricity. This means that most people don’t have ovens as we know them, even if they do have energy saving wood stoves. Also, none of the stores sell baking powder or soda, probably because of the lack of demand. Because of all this, Heather’s cupcake was good but unleavened, probably made with maize meal, and dense. Anyways, we ended up getting back rather late.
Takera and Dan’s Tree Plantation
On Thursday we went to Takera Community Resource Center. It was far, further than I expected it to be. It took us perhaps almost an hour before we arrived. It was lovely though, when we arrived. It started as just a clinic about 6 years ago but now it’s a clinic, a school, and they are also growing some pineapple and some trees. Takera doesn’t have very good soil, but pineapples will grow anywhere.
Before this day I had no idea that this was how pineapples grew. I thought they, like, grew on trees or something like all of the other self-respecting fruit. 
Speaking of which, we have pineapples most days for lunch and/or dinner, and I have quite frankly grown addicted. They are so much sweeter and available than they are at home, and so juicy. My mouth is watering just thinking about them.

The building on the left is the clinic, the building on the right is the volunteers’ home. Even further to the right is the school, but it is out of the picture. A volunteer named Jessica, who is actually from Tsawassen, has been working at the school for about 2 years. She’s even getting married to a Ugandan Safari guide. She was hilarious, and surprisingly, completely fluent in Luganda. I was so jealous of her language skills. They would be so useful.
School was still out, although it would be starting in a week, so she showed us around to the classrooms and the clinic. They also have a small fund recuperation scheme where they charge peoples’ cell phones. Because they offer birth control and de-worming for free at the clinic, some of the women would slip in while they were charging their cell phones and quickly ask for a birth control treatment or medication or whatever. Apparently birth control is incredibly cheap here in Uganda.
In the classrooms all of the teachers were busy ‘scheming’ as they call it. That is, they were busy planning all of the lesson plans for the coming school year. The classrooms were cute, and they had some interesting posters on the wall.

And some interesting signs outside.

There were a bunch of pigs, too, and they were adorable. Leila grew up on a farm and pigs are her favorite farm animals (in general and also to eat) so she was delighted. She would have held one of the babies, but her mama was slightly protective. 
Jessica’s comment to our enthusiasm was, “White people love pigs.” 
Well, it seems as though this is true. Especially because for Ugandans pigs are not pets, just like no animals are pets, they are only tools or resources or another part of the house. They are not something to be given affection.
After Takera, we left and went to see Dan’s Tree Plantation. He started it with a North American man several years ago. The plan is to grow pine trees, which have very good, strong wood, and which should be able to sell for a lot of money, and then in 15 years, to sell them. In the meantime they were able to provide some students with scholarships for helping to plant the trees, which is also pretty awesome. Dan also likes to encourage people to plant trees around the perimeter of their property. Fast growing trees are  very useful for firewood, while trees like pine can make money or be used for things like furniture and the like. 
Here is Dan in the plantation, as per request by Pat.