So I travelled up to Mbale on a Monday, arriving fairly late. I don't think the bus broke down, just heavy traffic in the city. Charlie (another eMi guy) came up also, and arrived half an hour after me. We stayed the night at Mbale, then traveled to Gulu the following day, quite a long bus trip. We stayed at Gulu that night before heading to Kitgum.
Gulu is a strange town because it has a lot of drifters from the war. I don't really like the atmosphere, but its hard to describe in print. For those of you who have seen the movie "invisible children", there are no night commuters currently as the LRA have been a lot quieter, but I waited for a while in the bus shelter featured in the film.
Kitgum reminded me of the Mallee in western victoria. A hot and fairly dry heat. It had more development than I thought, and a larger population.
We ran a program in several highschools concerning HIV/AIDS awareness, and sexual purity / faithfulness under the title "True love waits". The Ugandan man heading the program is from Kampala Baptist Church, but wants to be based in Gulu to do ministry for the next 5 years or so. The programs went well and the kids were allowed time to write anonymous questions, which flooded in.
The average age to start having sex can be around 10 years old, and the infection rates are quite high. We had spiritual questions, science questions and general advice. It was great to be able to discuss the topic, raising awareness and answering the kids questions
(photo below - collecting questions at one of the schools.)
I also preached at a church within the IDP camp. I didn't have much solid preparation time, and had Malaria and a stomach infection so wasn't feeling as clear as I could have been and didn't say everything I planned to say. I trust it was valuable for the people though with God's power at work. (below - the packed out church in the IDP camp)
The IDP camp we visited was saddening to see. Poor sanitation, poverty, unemployment, cramped living conditions and very limited medical and education systems.
I saw little kids going to the toilet on rubbish heaps, with obvious evidence of poor nutrition.
There are very few ways to generate income (just selling some mangoes and charcoal etc), and many children don't get primary education, while even fewer attend secondary level. The World Food Program supplies a lot of basic food, but it would be incredibly hard to live there.
While confronting to realise no one should live like that, it is hard to know how to be a long term blessing. These camps have been running for 20 years, such a devastating situation for economy, family, culture and society.
The following two pics:
1) me spending time with local kids. They were following me so I went to spend time with them. They couldn't speak english but I was clapping with them with various rythyms. They later called out in Acholi to come and clap some more, so I did some brief clapping for them and they all laughed.
2) Marianne and I, with the 5 Acholi children we have adopted from the camp.
In case you are now expecting me to return with 5 kids, they're not really mine, but it makes for good blog reading.
Marianne had heard of an Australian lady in Kitgum who had started an orphanage quite a while back. So we asked around and the ministry was quite well known, considering there was a primary school for ~3500 and a vocational school for ~1000.
She began by teaching under a tree and teaching songs to about 50 kids, but it has grown a lot since. The sponsorship mainly comes through Australia. They also feed the children breakfast and lunch, and there are a lot of mouths as shown in the following picture.
You could well ask how to feed 3500 children... the answer is: with posho and beans!
The above is of me stirring the posho (~stiff porridge made from maize flower.)
And of course you need a lot of beans!! I marked these images because they have had some trouble with exploitation of their work.
They really do an amazing job, its fantastic to see funding going to a good place, when there is so much corruption is some of the aid organizations / NGO's here, even the well known ones.
If you want to see their website or contribute to their work, visit
www.cks.org.au
So it was a great trip, I was glad I had the time to go, and it was great to spend time with Maz too, especially as we won't see each other for July.












