Hope

When we are born, the desire to Hope is engraved in our lives because Let's face it, if we did not hope, then we would never think of tomorrow and Hope that it will being us better things, we would never go through problems Hoping that tomorrow will be better but we learn to hope and some how that keeps us going every day.
The other day, I went to talk to a fistula patient about the idea of using a menstrual cup to hold urine so technically this would give them one hour of protection only that they would have to keep emptying the cup once it gets full. When I explained this to the patient, she was willing to try and she told me " I am Hoping that this works".
We sat quietly for one hour and this was the longest hour for this woman,  every time I looked at her, she seemed to be praying quietly, and deep down my heart i was hoping that it would work out so that this woman would have better days ahead of her. Eventually the hour elapsed, but our Hope was Thwarted because the Urine did not drop into the cup but it instead continued to leak outside the cup.
Later, the woman looked up to me and said " It might not have worked this time , but I will keep trying the cup and I Hope that it will work"

Connections
Today in the news papers, they showed a bunch of kids who got scholarships to go and study in the US. They even went ahead and showed us which schools these kids went to. They all went first class schools meaning they are all from well to do families since you can not take your child to such a school unless you have the money to do so. So at the end of the day, the halfs gain more from their connections and those that do not have continue leaving their miserable lives. I think if the US really wanted to help, they should roll out this scholarship to children from third class schools because I have met some who are really bright and given the chance they would even outshine these kids from first class schools.
But TIA, these things happen!! That's why developed countries always screw us up!!

Despair and Hope

Despair and Hope
I am seated in a taxi going to Jinja and in the back seat, there is a couple seated with a very sick child . He is probably 1 year but he has lost so much weight that you can barely recognize he is that age. Every one in the taxi is very concerned about his condition and every time some one asks what is wrong with the baby because his breathing is strained and he barely has the strength to cry, the father answers " He does not have blood, but we are taking him to the hospital and hoping they will give him the blood he needs"  and then he goes back to looking at his child. The mother is holding the child and very quietly , she listens to his breathing, i think to make sure that he is still breathing and in her eyes , you see the desperation every time the Taxi stops to pick up some one because every minute lost means her baby might die. She shoves passion fruit down the baby's throat and any time she stops , the husbands shouts for her to keep giving the baby more juice. At the end of the day, I wonder what these two parents are thinking but i know one thing for sure they are both praying to God to spare their child and praying that the hospital will have the blood they need.

Literacy and Knowledge

 The Power to think

Yesterday as i was walking home, i meet these two kids carrying 4 jerrycans of water slung across a big stick . Thoughts that ran into my head? I think they sat down and figured out how to carry all these jerrycans so that they will not have to go back more than one time and vala! they came up with a brilliant idea. This reminds me of a saying in our local language " Even if you said there is nothing you can do about a situation, you will always find a solution for this situation at the end of the day" And yes- God gives us brains to think.

The power of being Literate.

This patient goes for surgery and the surgeon accidentally leaves pieces of threads in her belly. She is discharged but later her condition worsens because of this. When she returns to tell the doctor what happened, the doctor talks to another doctor in English because they are sure she doesn't understand a single word in English. The doctor who is responsible never apologises to this woman because he knows that she is Illiterate so she wont actually sue him or say anything to any one else. She is sent home and told to come back next time. If this women was Literate , she would have demanded her rights as a patient, she would have made the doctor acknowledge his mistake , she would have sued the hospital for this and she would have been paid a lot of money in damages. 

But the doctor has the Power of being Literate , so he manipulates the situation and the woman didn't say anything to the Doctor because its assumed Doctors know everything and never make mistakes. She slowly walked home praying that God let her live because from the looks if it she wont probably make it.

My neighbor's kids and sex

Its 6pm as I open the gate to my house only to see the next door neighbor busy hitting her two children. I greet her and as am entering house, she informs me why she is hitting her kids ( not that i care to know).The kids are boy and girl and they are 5 and 4. So from the story, the" boy had sex with the girl" and they are sister and brother , so that is incest!! As she is spanking them , she keeps asking them " Why am I spanking you" and they kept replying " for doing bad stuff". So I wondered what bad stuff , these kids had done!! 

And how do you talk to a 5 year Old and a 4 year Old about sex instead of spanking them!!

If this parent had sat down with their child and imparted knowledge in their heads instead of spanking them, it would have made a difference, because am sure they have no idea why they were beaten !! and will probably remember sex as bad stuff even when they grow up !!

Come back

It's one of those days when i wonder why I remembered i had a blog and i thought to my self - i should write something on it , just so that whoever reads it knows am still alive. Oh Yes! am and loving the Bounties that God blesses me with every day. I have started volunteering at the babies home in Iganga again and oh how the children have grown. ( The two babies am holding in my laps on my Blog were sent to another home for older children . I feel bad , i did not say good bye to them. The ones that were a few months old, are now toddlers . Why do i go there, because i like spending time with children.