Things have been busy as always but all is well. I
can't thank you all enough for your prayers, love and support.
Thank you for praying for Zalika, our school
refuser. She is now back in class. Am trying to do what I can to
support and encourage her...but the p5 syllabus is beyond me...this
week we were learning about bacterial and yeast reproduction! I hope
I can encourage her with prayers, hugs and love.
Some of our daycare children lost their father
this past week. It is a tragic story. Their dad had been in prison
these last five years, unjustly so I believe. He had only been
released for a matter of weeks and then he was killed in a road
accident....he didn't even make it home to see his family. Some
things we can't understand and sometimes we just need to sit and cry
with others. This is exactly what I did. Please pray for maama Sarah
and her five beautiful children.
Normally when our kids are sick I take them to
private clinics/hospitals....but last week I took one of our boys to
a government hospital. The situation here is so sad. There are
literally people lying there dying because they can't afford
treatment. And then the hospital has the cheek to take the dead body
and charge the family to release it from the mortuary for burial. I
know we complain about the NHS but we really are so blessed.
One of our boys this week was sent home from
boarding school super sick...measles, pneumonia and malaria. When I
found him he was convulsing and I had to send boys to run and get a
Boda so we could rush him to clinic. He has now been discharged and
is recovering slowly. I do not cope well in crisis situations but I
thank God he took care of us.
Whilst this all seems very serious, every day the
children make me laugh and smile....in addition to driving me to
despair! There certainly is a time to laugh and a time to cry!
Some funny moments from this past week...
One day I arrived at boys home and found one of
our boys, Meddie, not in school. I asked him if he was sick. He said
no. I asked him if he had been sent home because of fees (which is a
huge problem just now). He said no. He then took of the beanie hat he
was wearing and I couldn't stop laughing. He had gone to get his head
shaved the previous night and the power had gone off....so he had the
most interesting of hair cuts I have ever seen!
The girls at girls home continue to teach me
Luganda and laugh at me. I am never sure whether they are teaching me
inappropriate phrases or not....but we always laugh together! This
week they were teaching me to say...'Don’t touch my bottom!' I hope
I will never have to use this phrase!
Thanks once again for all your love and prayers
and support....and for reading this, I hope I didn't bore you. Love
Ruth xxxx
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