Life skills in the village, my org is continuing to use the mud stove we constructed, I've got the latest financial data from the school compiled for our monthly meeting this next Tuesday, and I made it to boys weekend!
Lows:
Misplaced my iPod shuffle charger and had to buy a new one in K'la at a very high premium. Continue to struggle with attention recieved in the village, I'll no doubt be jacking up my iPod volume this upcoming week.
What I Did:
As said lifeskills, and some prep stuff for this upcoming week's business meeting. Now I'm playing black jack and drinking passion fruit and Malibu cocktails.
What Is On The Agenda:
Need to get a letter of recommendation from a departing PC employee, get a communication out from the Bridge Group to the incoming Volunteer 'class', lifeskills Wednesday, Basketball tourney at Becca's site next weekend, also helping her with some Wat San project planning while I am there. And of course... the end of month meeting at my organization!!!
Funny Story Of The Week:
I was jogging when a 20 something year old man sitting on the side of the road (Ugandans do this a lot) called out 'Muzungu' to me. I've garnered a bit of a reputation lately for not putting up with people calling me a 'muzungu' for their own entertainment. So I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to this punk who promptly got up and ran into the banana trees. A few miles later, on my return I run by the same spot and another gentleman calls out 'muzungu' behind me. I turn to find a man about my age standing in the middle of the road making boxing gestures at me, about 20 yards away. I walk about 10 yards from him, and take off my sunglasses, causing him to retreat. He then begins his gestures once again from a safe 20 yards. I make a similar gesture, putting my fists up in a defensive position. He starts walking in slowly to me, and I close in on him. At about 10 feet away we pause. A crowd has started to form. I take one step in closer and he once again runs away in retreat. I hold my two fists above my head like Rocky. The crowd is cheering 'Muzungu, Muzungu.' For the first time in a while it doesn't bother me.
Sanity Meter:
Sanity is extremely variable these days. I'd be lying if I said my only confrontations with people while running came with adults. The constant attention drives me nuts, yall know that by now. But I've made a point of really taking advantage of my time away, and getting away on a more frequent basis.
What I'm Reading:
Finished Michael Lewis's Liar's Poker and I hope to finish C.S. Lewis's The Silver Chair on my ride back to site. I'm going to try to knock out Machiavelli's The Prince, which I stalled on a while back, before I go into Stephen King's The Stand.
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