Uganda 08 diary - Day 3 cont. + Day 4

Another thing we did on Day 3, once we'd settled into our rooms in the Kasasa Noviciate, was to empty our extra luggage onto the lawn outside so as to sort out the audio-visual equipment and especially the football kits and other sports equipment into 2 sets, so that we could more easily share them out between Kasasa and the school in Ibanda that we were going to for the second week. This took us a while, but in true Team Win! teamwork fashion it was done efficiently and with plenty of good banter.

Meeting Bro. Charles as we sort the gear out.

Francis coming up with a masterplan.

Showing off what has to be the smallest football top I have ever seen, donated by a pupil from our school in Liverpool.

Bro. Charles, an avid Arsenal fan. We also brought with us Liverpool and Man. Utd flags. I had been reliably informed that these were the 3 most popular football clubs in Uganda.

Chris R. with our faithful driver John helping us out, as usual.

Francis tells a tale and has Sophie rather worried by the drama of it all. But Nick has heard it all before!

A chat before bedtime.

Sophie had a few problems with her bed and I (rather ungallantly, I must say) called everyone to get their cameras to immortalise the moment. Sorry Soph!


Day 4 was our first full day at St. Charles Lwanga Secondary School, Kasasa, a boarding school with over 200 pupils. And what a full day it proved to be, starting with a morning outdoor school assembly where we were presented to all the staff and pupils.

Bro. Francis meeting the Brothers working in the school, including Bro. Joseph (near right) who was to liaise between the school and us, helping to co-ordinate the various activities during our stay. Following the assembly, he took us on a tour of the school and its very extensive grounds.

A school dormitory.

The school kitchen. We could barely cope a few seconds in there due to the acrid smoke from the oven fires.

The school library.

After many of the group were attacked by rampaging red ants that got up inside some peoples' trousers (poor Kathryn got the worst of it) whilst passing through a narrow gate, we arrived at a lake in the grounds. Swimming strictly forbidden.

Drying coffee berries (yes, berries, not beans).

An underground tank which they fed with cow dung from the school's herd of cattle to provide methane gas to run gas appliances in the school. An ingenious idea. I offered my services on the methane front, reckoning I could keep the school going single-handed for at least a year, with some to spare :-)

Bro. Joseph with giant Jack and some giant jack fruit (they are indeed called jack fruit).

Yes, pineapples DON'T grow on trees, as you can see.

Visiting an A-Level Biology dissection lesson. They were dissecting cockroaches (they also breed white rats for the same purpose). Dissection has now been outlawed in British schools for some years. Some of our group were jealous, whereas others were rather relieved that they didn't have to do that in their lessons back home.

Bro. Joseph with us during a preliminary visit to Kankobe orphanage (about 15 miles away) to arrange 2 further visits to run activities for the 100+ children there.

Some wonderful examples of the students clay sculptures.

Presenting ourselves to the pupils of the school at the end of the day.

We were invited to a show put on by the students (songs, dances, sketches, etc...). We used this as an opportunity to set up the data projector (which they were delighted with) that we were donating to the school and which they then used to project a PowerPoint used to accompany the various items.

"Kathryn + friends" wowing the audience with the Cha-Cha Slide.

I joined in from the audience (chicken!).

Enjoying the show.
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