Libraries of Love

It is time ...

2011-09-07T21:44:00.006-05:00

Really ... it’s time to go?!

I have asked myself that question over and over the last few days, as I have panicked thinking I still have so many libraries in which I would like to return and spend time. In fact, just a couple of days ago at 4:30 in the morning, I convinced myself that I just couldn’t leave now. The airline ticket would have to be changed! About 5:30, I remembered all the work that is being done - and needs done - in Austin in preparation for the next shipment. Funds need raised, and books must be collected and prepared. I am so thankful for the group that has continued working on books in my absence. Bless them big time.

What an astonishing summer! Libraries of Love has completed four new beautiful, well-stocked libraries. We are now serving over 30,000 students in 24 schools, thanks to our wonderful donors, volunteers, and supporters. The librarian and head teacher (principal) meetings were an amazing time of bonding. Plus, an unbelievable amount of learning/teaching took place. Total successes! Walking onto campuses and seeing children in classes, and sitting around the grounds reading books, has been a joy. Those kids may never realize the immense amount of time and effort required to provide those books, but they do understand that they have books because people in America love them.

Thanks to our previous ‘travel’ volunteers, 3 students are in college, two university students just graduated, hundreds of students are receiving free school lunches, 120 children received new shoes this summer, and many, many students have had school fees paid. These are just tokens of the many different way our volunteers have changed lives in Uganda.

A mixture of happiness and sadness is settling in now that I have started packing to leave. It will be great to spend time with my friends in Lithuania - AND, I am anxious to see my family and friends at home. It is sad, of course, to be leaving my friends in Uganda, and our work here. I will miss the six children that I have spent time with this summer, my home church, and the wonderful people who have made me part of their families: Wilber and Sarah Okumu in Mbale, and Noah and Jane Semugoma in Kampala. They have opened their homes to me for extended amounts of time. May God bless them for their kindness to this muzungu.

Please know that Libraries of Love is truly changing thousands of lives one book at a time, on a daily basis. Just as important, it is ‘more than just books.’ Love is being shared and long-term relationships are being established.

Thank you for sharing my journey. As always, each day I am thankful for God’s call to this beautiful country and these wonderful people. I will send one last email after I return home on the 21^st. Love and best wishes are sent to you from my other home.

Trudy

Determined brothers - despite obstacles

2011-09-02T05:52:00.006-05:00

Jackson, Sylvester and their grandmother.

Friends, you have met the children who have retained a huge chunk of my heart: Rachel, plus the precious family way in the bush - Damasco, Leah, Florance, and their mother, Grace. Please meet two others who were 'placed in my path’ this summer.

Jackson: 8^th grade, 17 years old, excels in school. Jackson is the provider/caretaker of his 90 year old grandmother and 5^th grade brother.

Sylvester: Jackson’s adorable brother - 15 and in 5^th grade. His smile melts your heart.

Grandmother: 90 years old … used to manage a pub

Their story:

Jackson was 10, and Sylvester 8, when their mother died. He has no idea who his father is/was. When his mother died, he and Sylvester were passed to a family friend. The friend kept them for a time and then handed them to the grandmother, who was in her 80s. Jackson became the family provider. He began working for some men making the local brew/beer. He did find someone to help with Sylvester’s school fees for a short time, and he tried to pay his in installments. However, both boys were sent home many times for lack of fees, as you can tell by their age and grade.

Jackson’s words: “My goal is to finish school, get a job and provide for my brother and grandmother because they are all I have. We don’t have other relatives.” He would like to become a teacher, doctor, or lawyer.

There are many things I admire about Jackson. The small mud/wattle home in which they live - he built. To cover up the dirt inside, he put a nice cloth on the back wall and a small piece of blue vinyl on the floor. He and Sylvester sleep in this house, and Jackson rents a small room in a house beside theirs, where the Grandmother sleeps. When I visited the day before I left Mbale town, they had paid rent, 15000 schillings (about $6.00) but hadn’t eaten, as the rent was the end of their money. The brewery shut down, so there is no income.

Jackson introduced me to a man that runs a small shop across from their house. I was thrilled to find that he is also an assistant pastor at a local Anglican church that Jackson and Sylvester attend. He said he had prayed with Jackson, and that he will keep an eye on the family for me. I introduced Wilber to this man, as well as to Jackson, Sylvester, and their grandmother.

Again, as much as we would like to totally revise their situation, it’s not possible. We can only help as much as we can - in that situation. School fees for the boys have been taken care of by my Bible study group leaders, Tom and Jan Cammack. What a blessing! I believe we will be able to move Jackson to the school where Sarah Okumu is the assistant principal, which will be good.

Both boys now have new sports shoes, school shoes, and a shirt. The ja-ja (grandmother) is the proud owner of a new mattress, which she needed badly, plus both boys have new blankets and sheets. I also took them the local grocery so we could purchase food.

Please keep this family in your prayers. I know everyday is a challenge for them, but despite all the obstacles, Jackson and Sylvester are polite, considerate young men who badly want to finish school. As with the other children I have written about, they know if they have a serious problem, they can contact Wilber, who will be in touch with me.

There you have it - six children: Rachel, Damasco, Florance, Leah, Jackson, and Sylvester who have touched my heart and enriched my life in Mbale town. May I always remember - it is possible to smile even when life is difficult, as these children have taught me. My prayer: May God hold them gently in His hands until I can return to receive a huge hug and smile once more. I will miss them.

- Trudy

Inspiring meetings with headteachers & librarians

2011-08-28T20:33:00.005-05:00

Headteachers from Libraries of Love schools gather for meeting in Mbale.

Aug. 27, 2011 - Headteacher’s (Principal’s) Seminar: Our Kampala area headteachers arrived Wednesday afternoon (Aug. 24) and toured three schools in Mbale, spending time in each school‘s library. Thursday was a special day, as I met with 21 of our 23 headteachers, plus two assistant headteachers (deputies). What a thrill to have them together! I shared ‘all things library’ - including organization, Dewey system, spine labels, borrowing system, shelf markers, schedules, etc. From training, each headteacher should be able to walk in his/her library and tell within minutes if students are reading consistently and if the librarian is doing an excellent job. Wilber talked about our volunteers and supporters, including the work in the States. Our first headmistress,

Jane, shared the plan for daily silent reading time, DEAR - ‘Drop Everything and Read,’ which has been successful at her school. Other speakers also shared.

The secondary and primary headteachers met in separate groups to discuss what is working well, and the challenges of their libraries. The headteachers have formed committees and plan to meet regularly throughout the year!

Librarians from Libraries of Love schools gather for meeting in Mukono.

Librarians Meeting: Believe me, the 25 librarians that met were a hoot! Oh, my goodness! We did have a serious workshop, with great discussions about their job - the positive side, and the various obstacles they face. Classes of 100-250 students is definitely what one would call an obstacle! Low salaries because the government doesn’t fund libraries, and headteachers have to get the money from the parents - definitely a challenge! However - there were endless amazing reports of the great things happening in their libraries. During my time, I emphasized that these are Libraries of Love, which means they should be a safe haven for the kids. As I shared - if their lives are difficult, they can have joy and a smile while reading a book. If they never leave their town, they can travel around the world. They should love to read, and love their library.

A laugh: Many of the librarians have had civil ceremonies (not church weddings), others are living with a person, and a few are single. Together they cooked up this grand scheme of having a huge Libraries of Love mass church wedding ceremony next summer! As we were introducing ourselves, and each one gave his/her name - the others would yell, “Are you a candidate for the LOL wedding?” Then they would die laughing!! The poor single people were informed they needed to find mates in time for the wedding - and that others would help them in their search! Two of the ladies want muzungu (white) husbands. They decided I should take video of them and show it to people I know!!!

On Sunday evening, before the actual librarians meeting on Monday (Aug. 22), we were together and had a wonderful 'singspiration' (Is that a word?) Three of the librarians even sang specials (2 guys and one lady), which was great! Believe me, these librarians can sing and dance the roof off - as only Africans can! It was an amazing time - truly a time of bonding!

The headteachers and librarians send their thanks for your support and love. I only wish you could meet them and understand the depth of their gratitude!

In summary: Both meetings were a complete success.

- Trudy

Head librarians:
Irene,coordinator in Mbale; Damallie, lead Libraries of Love librarian;
Hijera, librarian trainer for Mbale; and Michael, librarian liaison to headteachers.

How can I leave them?

2011-08-23T20:14:00.002-05:00

Grace (mom), Leah, Florance, Grace’s grandson Michael, and Damasco

Friends, I know the popular way to write is to make it in short news bytes - as on Facebook. However, how do you describe three children's lives in a short paragraph? I have spent time in Uganda for 8 years now. In that time, I have been around masses of children - all wonderful, beautiful children that we are helping through our libraries.

This is the first time, that I have simply lost my heart to specific children that I am sure I will be involved with for many years. There are six - Rachel (of the clunky boots story), Damasco, Florance, and Leah (this writing), and two brothers - Jackson and Sylvestor. These children have been my 'life-changing' experience for this trip.

My writing is 1 1/2 typed pages - so not too long. Perhaps it can be your bedtime reading - your 'Chicken Soup for the Soul' story for the day. :)

Please read!

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My serious thoughts: How can I leave them? How can I not jump on a boda and head to the bush to wrap Damasco, Florance, and Leah in my arms, letting them know that someone cares, instead of boarding an airplane soon headed away from them.

Damasco: 13 yrs., ranked 3^rd in his 7^th grade class of 50, high level vocabulary, short.

Florance: Damasco’s sister, ranked 5^th of 120 in 5^th grade, laughs all the time, cute.

Leah: A cousin – both parents deceased – 10^th of 120 in 5^th grade. Leah has had to miss two years of school. Her life has been painful … as seen in her eyes.

Shy with a beautiful smile. Damasco and Leah’s father is also deceased. They live with their mother, along with Leah.

Damasco came into my life last year. His mother, Grace, a sweet, quiet lady, was begging a headmaster to let him set for exams, though they hadn’t paid fees. The headmaster replied no, in a harsh voice, and sent her away. I asked if it was about fees. He said yes, so I ran after her, had her come back, paid the fees, and gave her extra money to keep.

Fast forward to this summer: Our Mbale LOL coordinator, Irene, said that she and a teacher were concerned about five children – three in one family, two in another, that were very intelligent – but had no source of income to pay fees. They had been sent home repeatedly, though the teacher kept sneaking them back in class.

Damasco was back in my life. I understood it must be a ‘God thing.’ I went to Wambwa Primary to meet the kids. They begged me to come to their home. On Saturday, I met Damasco at school and we headed to the home in the bush together on one boda. The kids walk 1 ½ hours to school, so it is some distance.

Soon, Damasco said, “Here it is.” I glanced, but kept looking, as I thought the small, mud structure must be a cooking hut. It wasn’t. We had arrived. The walls inside the tiny house are crumbling, showing the pole structure. The only items in the living area are yellow containers to collect water from a well – not one chair. The living area also serves as Damasco’s bedroom. He sleeps on the dirt floor. What can I say? To be truthful, I can’t change their situation totally, though I would love to. Instead, I have to look at how I am can help them – in that situation.

Being able to sleep comfortably seemed huge to this muzungu. I collected Damasco and went to town to shop for a mattress, quilt, blankets, and sheets, plus shoes, as he had on his mother’s gold flip flops. He only has school shoes, so usually stays barefoot.

To let you know the real Damasco, who has shouldered too much - and seems like a little man, let me share a bit. I offered to buy 3 blankets; he said no – one would be enough. We looked at a large ball. He saw the price and said it was too much. He then found a smaller one and said it would be good. As we were walking, he said he needed to tell me a secret. He said the headmaster was not a good man. He had charged me double the year before for his school fees, so he must have kept some.

Damasco then told me that they hadn’t had food for two days; the extra I gave his mother bought food. I cry thinking about it. I have made several trips back to their home. The kids love hugs and back scratches. Plus, we sing songs together and laugh.

Partial solutions: I have three wonderful daughters – and 8 grandchildren. Each group of grandchildren (each family) has decided to adopt/sponsor either Damasco, Florance, or Leah! The grandkids will pay the kids’ school fees out of their own money, plus buy school uniforms. I gave the Damasco, Florance, and Leah an 8 by 10 picture of my grandkids, letting each one know who will sponsor him/her.

They are three of the 45 students that Bethany Methodist provides funding for school lunches. Blessings to that amazing church, and Sara Solomon who heads up this project!

The evening before I leave, I will be back at their home taking food, candy, hugs, and love. May our God protect them and keep them in His loving hands until we meet again … along with my adorable Rachel in her ‘clunky’ books!

- Trudy

Richard, and Rachel ... of the clunky-clompy boots

2011-08-12T13:23:00.009-05:00

Rachel

I may have shared before about being in front of our hotel one day, when this precious little girl came by in a filthy, torn school uniform, held together with pins. What caught my eye was her short, dirty, black boots that were two sizes too big for her. She was simply 'clunking - clomping' right along - looking very unhappy.

I stopped her and ask where she was going, guessing she didn't have money for school fees. I was right, Rachel was being sent home. She didn't have money. Her little face was so sad. I took her hand and led her back to the school, which was only a block, to pay fees. The fees are only 15,000 schillings, which is around $7.00. All that grief - for the amount of money we spend on lunch at the Sonic! After that, every time I have been at the school, when other kids are around, she will stand silently looking up at me, until I spot her eyes. She then says, "I'm Rachel.' I smile and say, "I know!"

She is small for 11 years old, and simply adorable.

Last week, she shyly asked if I would visit her home and see her grandmother. I agreed. A good friend who is a teacher, James, agreed to go with us, as I wasn't sure the grandmother would speak English. Rachel and I rode one boda, with James on a different one. It was about a 10 minute ride - going full throttle (yikes). It seems Rachel walks 45 minutes to school every morning from her small, neat mud home.

Her story: Rachel’s father is dead and the mother left Rachel and her two sisters with the grandmother, and moved to Kampala. The grandmother has five other children to raise - orphans from her deceased brother. Life is difficult. The grandmother was married to a man of a different religion, who had four wives. When she became a Christian, he kicked her out of the home.

She said the night before I paid the fees, she had prayed for a long time asking God to somehow supply the money for Rachel, though she didn't see any possible way. I am so thankful that God had Rachel walk past the hotel just as I stepped outside. I'm sure He must love her a lot. He's that way, isn't He?! I'm sure Rachel and I will continue to meet. :)

Richard

I was walking Saturday through downtown from the Internet cafe. The young man walking in front of me had the worst shoes, barely held together at the toes. Back-tracking a minute, I should confess to you that the evening before, I had purchased the bike for Caroline. During dinner, I had joked with Wilber and Sarah and said, "OK, tomorrow is my - 'not do good deeds day' because I have got to quit spending so much money!"

Then - there is this boy walking for about two blocks right in front of me. I am thinking, “Buy shoes; not buy shoes. I can't do something for everyone. Buy shoes; not buy shoes.” He stopped and went into a shop. I followed him inside. When a man asked what I needed, I said, "Nothing, really," and turned to leave. As I started down the stairs, I remembered the scripture in Matt. 25:35, where Jesus said - I was a stranger and you invited me in. I needed clothes and you clothed me. ... I realized what I needed to do - and do gladly - so I went back in the shop and explained. Richard's eyes and smile lit up his entire face.

There are many places along the street that sell shoes, but Richard kept passing them until he stood in front of one. There was a feast of bright, colorful canvas shoes. I had envisioned black, sturdy leather shoes that would last. But, one look at his face - and I knew he needed a pair of these instead. He picked out some bright, red, leather and canvas, high tops, as he grinned from ear to ear. I had to laugh.

There you have it – Rachel and Richard - God's blessings in my life. As our volunteers always realize - we are the ones who are blessed during our interactions with people here. I find that true each day. To God be the glory.

- Trudy

Libraries - really that is what I do :)

2011-08-09T16:39:00.001-05:00

I must admit - I am already panicked that I will run out of time to work in the libraries. A couple examples of my average days:

In Mbale, we have two new librarians who had never been in a library. Prisca had mixed all the books together - fiction, easy, and nonfiction. I had to redo the whole library. The next day at North Roads: Fred, also new - without training, had decided it was too much trouble to have students select every time (3,200 students), so he put books in a jumble on the floor. They could select from those and when the next class came - their books were added to the pile ... a sort of 'recyle' library. My large team helped with this, but Fred had put many returned books back on the shelves - totally not in any order. Many books were still missing, so I reshelved every book, leaving various shelves for display. I now need to relabel shelves in three of our schools in Mbale. Usually I arrive at a library thinking - okay, just a 1/2 day here. The next thing I know, it is 6:00 and I have to force myself to quit and go home.

It is hard to imagine librarians - and teachers - who have never been in a library, but it is a fact here. Every library needs various things done, and redone. The fantastic part is that the students ARE reading! I have to remind myself of that when I look at the quirky things that happen to the 'proper' library organization.

As I have mentioned, I am VERY excited about the upcoming librarian and headmasters meetings! Our head librarian, Damallie, and I met and worked out the schedule for the librarians, which will be on August 22nd. I will go to Mukono a couple days early to purchase food and set up the rooms, with help from Bridget, our librarian at the host school.

On Monday, our lead primary headmistress and secondary headmaster will be meeting to give me input on their meeting, which will be the August 25th here in Mbale. There is so much I want to cover with these principals. My brain is a jumble. I want the meeting(s) to be informative - yet enjoyable, so they will look forward to meeting the next year, as well. It is important to the Libraries of Love Board that our schools are cohesive and work together, as we promote literacy through the libraries.

I will send pics of the meetings when they happen. Can't wait. Wish you were here!

My best wishes to you from Mbale town!!

-Trudy

Painful night - mud hut ... read to the end, please ...

2011-08-07T11:11:00.009-05:00

Aug. 5, 2011

Imagine: Your elementary school daughter leaving home in the morning with no breakfast, walking over 2 hours to school, being caned if she is late, having no lunch, and walking back around 5:00. Meet Caroline ... before. Bethany United Methodist Church in Austin (which is home to many LOL volunteers) has sponsored lunches for 45 children at Wambwa Primary for three years. Caroline is one of the lucky children.

Our agreement: I wanted to experience what this wonderful sixth-grade girl's life was really like. I had her teacher tell her to ask her parents if I could come home for a night. They were not to do anything special. I would eat what they eat and sleep where they sleep. It was agreed.

The walk: Yesterday, Caroline and I, plus one other young lady started walking. The other young lady was one in whose home my team had planned to visit, but simply ran out of time and couldn't. She cried at that time, so I told her since it was on the way, I would visit this time

We passed through two villages walking the dirt roads. The walk places one in National Geographic - women carrying babies on their back and items on their heads, children everywhere, men with huge loads on their bicycles, people in long lines to get water at wells, etc. **The children and adults we met found it hilarious that the 'muzungu' was walking down the roads, and they always shouted out greetings. I was my own parade!

We fast-walked endless miles. Caroline kept saying, "We have to walk fast. It's a far distance." I wanted to yell about every five minutes, "Are we there yet?" Finally, the second girl said her house was down a path off the road. It was - adding probably an additional four miles to the trip. :) Her guardian (both parents are dead) came out of the field. Words can't express how grateful he was for the food for the girl. He said he would never have been able to provide the money.

Caroline and I walked on - sometimes joined by other children. We left the road and walked many more miles through paths deeper into the bush. The fast-walk was from 4-6:30 pm in the heat! What can I say!!!

The family and home: Caroline has a mom, dad, and two sisters. They live in a mud/wattle rectangular home. I entered, stepping down into the bedroom/living area. The mud is packed hard and smooth on the walls and floor, and the small room was as clean as ours at home. There is a wall that separates this bedroom from the parents. It has a small opening in the wall, covered with cloth to enter the other room. The chickens stay in the parents' room at night. There is also a small thatch-roofed cooking 'house'. Next to it is a structure out of limbs (open) with a small cement slab in the middle. After dark, you squat on the slab and pour water over you to bathe - unless you are this muzungu. :) Behind the house is a small, mud/wattle structure, with a cloth over the doorway. One has to bend to enter - and presto, there is a small hole cut in the earth ... honestly, a nice clean toilet, better than some I have used lately. :)

Caroline's parents don't speak English, but her grandfather does. The extended families' mud-thatch-roofed homes all surround Caroline's. I had a great visit sitting out under the stars with her grandfather. Nice man!

Dinner: Around 8:00, they handed me a bowl containing about 10 potatoes. I told Caroline it was too much, so we shared.

The painful night: One skinny, old, piece of foam was on the floor, which Caroline and I shared. I should add, she is much taller than me. Her two sisters usually sleep on this with her, but they were nice and slept on mats on the floor. We were so scrunched that my back was totally pressed against hers. The mosquito netting was smothering my face, and my nose was probably 1-2 inches from the dirt wall. Did I mention I am claustrophobic?! I felt like I was smothering. Also, the house was totally dark - like being in a cellar without light, and no air. It was everything I could do to lie there, and not go screaming for the outside.

I kept my eyes closed and prayed for peace, thought about each of my grandchildren, ask God for peace again, thought about grandchildren again - all the time wanting desperately to run out the door and get fresh air. However, I knew I would not be able to explain that to this nice family who gave me their best. I can't truly describe this to you. I still can't think about that solid dirt in front of my face. It bothers me. Finally, a cool breeze somehow came blowing through, probably God helping me out again:) It was a rough night to say the least.

In the morning, the parents let the chickens loose. They came flapping in by the bed. When I started to pull the velcro on my tennis shoes, there was a big wad of poop on it! Yuk!!

The brick truck ride: School was out for the break, so Caroline was free for the day. I told her I would take a boda-motorcycle taxi back, so we started walking to find one. I had forgotten how many miles we were in the bush. Endless miles - no boda...an hour had passed and still walking. Finally, I saw a small truck coming with mud bricks stacked in the back, and men sitting on them. I just knew - that was my ride. I stood in the middle of the road and flagged them down. They said they were going to Mbale and another town. I told them I would ride in the back with the bricks. However, a nice man got out of the cab and I crawled in.Yahoo - off we went. I was telling the man in the front that I go to Pearl Haven church in Mbale. I thought they were going to a different town first, to unload bricks - but all of a sudden ... there was the church! They were unloading bricks right across the street.

Wow! I had prayed asking for a boda - but God, being a God of surprises, gave me something better! I just had to laugh!

Funny Note: I had shared the various things in my small pack. The thing they laughed at the most was the small roll of toilet paper. It seems they use leaves. :)

The gift: Today I bought a beautiful, solid, blue girls bicycle for Caroline and the family to use! It has a place on the back for a passenger, a bell, a mirror for seeing behind, and a basket in front! The roads and paths are flat, which is good. I can just picture her whizzing to school, and the family using the bicycle to go to the village when needed. I called the grandfather and he met me in town. The last I saw of him, he was pedaling the bike headed out of the town of Mbale - back to the bush! What an honor to be able to bless these people! Love to think of their excitement when the grandfather arrives!

Thanks for listening once again... Really I am working 8-hour days in the libraries. I will write more about that next time!

My best wishes!

- Trudy

1 flat - 2 flats - 3 flats ... four & the Easter parade!

2011-08-02T14:40:00.000-05:00

I had decided I would not send any more transportation stories, but this is a 'doozie,' as we say!

In leaving Kamwenge, Faida and I decided to take a public transport van (window van) to a larger town, Mbarara, and from there board a large bus. The ratty, dilapidated matatu (van) picked us up at 6:00am. Faida and I sat in the front with the driver (no seat belts, of course). I had a seat and Faida had a half seat in the middle over the gear shift. The front glass had several huge cracks and the defroster didn't work, so Faida had to keep wiping the windshield for the driver. For part of the trip, we had a third person, a large man, crowded with us on our 1 and 1/2 seats.

Leaving Kamwenge, we sped over the dirt road for about 15 minutes - and then heard a large 'whoosh' sound. The front right tire lost its air! At the same time, the back right tire blew! Bam! Two in one! The driver only had one spare, so he called for a boda-boda motorcycle taxi to bring a second. I grabbed a book from my bag, went and plopped down in the road to read. A few minutes later, a man on a bicycle stopped and laughed. He said, "The muzungu likes to sit in the road and read?" I looked around. The other ladies were nicely squatted, sitting on their feet!

That tire was fixed and off we went. Shortly, I heard the driver and another man saying that when vans roll very few people live. I was, of course, wishing they would talk about something else! Finally, we made it to a town. The driver pulled into a tire place. It seems the second front tire had blown right after being put on, and we had been whizzing the many, many miles on the washboard roads, over the hills, on the rim! No wonder the ride was rough - and they had been talking about the van flipping!

While waiting for that tire change in the town of Ibanda, I spotted a small restaurant. Faida and I went to grab a roll for breakfast and then sat in front on a bench to eat. It was Sunday morning and we had the most amazing treat. Ibanda has a road coming down off a hill that leads into the main town. The road was totally filled with people walking into town for church. It was like the Easter parade - an absolutely beautiful sight of men, women, boys and girls dressed in their finest, all going to worship! This sight in itself would have been worth the trip!

The third tire was fixed and we started again. However, the van was bouncing all over. The driver announced he didn't think the tube in the latest tire was any good - oops!

We made it to Mbarara and onto the larger bus. There were five of us in the very back, long seat. It was a nice group. One man broke his roasted corn (on the cob) in half and gave me half. It was good, and then Faida bought us some meat on a stick, and berries, from one of the people who surround the bus, selling food and drink. For my part, I bought an orange soda - drank half, and passed it to the man who had donated the corn. He just grinned and drank it. My new friends.

What can I say but "thank you God" once more for keeping me safe - and thanks to all of you for your prayers! God must just grin and go - her again?!

Every day, every minute, through the bad rides and the good, I am thankful that I serve in this country! It is an honor!

Love and best wishes,

Trudy

Inspiring weekend - hello from Uganda

2011-08-01T14:54:00.001-05:00

A Ugandan friend who lives in Austin, Father Isidore Ndagizimana, suggested I should see the hills of Western Uganda and visit his hometown, Kamwenge. He said that his family had guest rooms, and would be happy to receive me. After many weeks of work - and because I love new places, the idea jumped at me!

Fr. Isidore's nephew, Faida, traveled with me from Kampala. We first had to sit in the big bus for two "blasted" hours until it filled so we could leave. After two hours of waiting - and six hours to go, the muzungu fear kicked in - how soon will they have "short call," and where? I must say, it was worth the wait and ride. Western Uganda is truly picturesque, to say the least. The landscape: rolling hills, thousands of banana trees, tea fields - plus many other types of fruits and vegetables can be seen that are grown there. It stays green the entire year, with plenty of rainfall. The small village in which the family lives reminds me of a small town in Arkansas that used to be our vacation site when I was young. Clean, small, quiet, set high in the hills amid beautiful foliage - just a fantastic village. Absolutely loved it.

Father Isidore's family (my hosts) - a brother, Patrick; his wife, Prudence; their two-year-old son, Michael; nephew, Faida, and his father, are the type of people that make you smile as you think about them, knowing God has smiled on you in letting you meet such wonderful people. Micheal is full of pep and energy and has the biggest, mischievous grin. He is adorable! I was so glad I went for a visit!

While there, I walked to a nearby secondary school, and found they had received many boxes of books. Books for secondary students were mixed in with adult novels and nonfiction. Of course, I couldn't have that. The young librarian, Dinah, and I went to work pulling all those appropriate for the students and created a good - but smaller library, organized, and ready to use. Dinah was inspiring. She and her husband gave up good jobs with Watoto Church in Kampala, as they felt they should move to Kamwenge and start a church. Her husband teaches in a secondary school, as well as pastoring now. They really have an amazing story of how God has provided for their family. I will try to share it later, with a picture of her. During the day, we erupted in laughter often, talked about our families, shared God's miracles in each of our lives, shed tears, and held hands for prayer - PLUS put the library together! All in a day's work ...

It was a totally refreshing weekend.

Next email - the trip home. One flat, two flats, three flats, four ... . Really, I couldn't make this one up!

Love and thanks for the prayers. Keep them coming! I seem to need them constantly!

Trudy

My Crazy Life!

2011-07-28T19:26:00.002-05:00

Today, I went to one of our schools WAY off the beaten path somewhere near Entebbe. To leave the school, I caught a boda out to Entebbe Road. (I bought a cycle helmet yesterday - but, of course, it was at 'home'.) Eventually, I hopped off the boda beside the main road and caught a public transport taxi that was headed to Kampala (about 25 miles). I wasn't sure exactly where in Kampala it would stop, but figured eventually it would go to the taxi park. The ride took almost two hours because of a major - shut down - traffic jam. The van was a 14 seater - with 17 people crowded inside. I was at the back, against the door - experiencing major claustrophobia.

Finally, we made it to Kampala. I got out and looked for tall buildings to figure out where I was - feeling a bit lost in the crush of people and vehicles at the taxi park, though I don't mind being lost. I decided to just start walking. I finally spotted a small mall I recognized, and called Billy. He said to head up the hill to an eating place, where we would meet for lunch. As I tried to cross the street, there were literally hundreds of people in the street singing, yelling and dancing. It seems the King of the Buganda tribe was making an appearance, so a stage had been erected. Some men tried to sell me a badge for the honor of standing in the huge crowd. I declined - and started pushing my way back through the throngs in the direction I had come. Eventually, after much, much walking - I made it, and enjoyed a great lunch. Later, I met with Damallie, our head librarian at her school.

Finally, I had to catch a boda to get out of crazy Kampala traffic and back to the hotel, all the while praying ... OK, God - I KNOW I shouldn't be on this boda. I KNOW I should at least have my helmet on - so I will just trust you once again to get me home safely - and He did. He is good - all the time, though I must test His patience, AND overwork my guardian angels at times.

Last note: Prices here have skyrocketed in the last couple months. A kilo of sugar that was fifty cents is now $2.50. A bag of flour cost 4 times as much as it did. Gasoline that was already $7.20 a gallon has risen. There is a lot of unrest - different groups striking each day. The teachers had a sit-down today. They sat in their classes - but didn't have the students do any work, despite time for final exams. Schools aren't able to feed students as food prices are so high. The government funding has run out before the end of school. Some schools closed early - others didn't provide food. How common people pay for food, I'm not sure. I have heard many families are living on one meal a day. Please pray for this beautiful country and the many who are hurting.

Have a great weekend. I am planning on some adventure - of course.

- Trudy

Impressive! / Sad! / Tomato Frogs - what?!

2011-07-26T22:24:00.000-05:00

I spent the day at our library in King's College - Budo, one of the highest ranked secondary schools in Uganda. The amount of reading happening was incredible. I opened book, after book, after book - and was shocked. They have just had a library one year, and most of the check-out cards were totally covered with names on one side, and overflowing to the other, as well! Wow! I am impressed!

A class was assigned to each write a report about an amphibian. One young man wrote about tomato frogs. The teacher checked it wrong and said he made it up. There was no such frog. He then went to his library, borrowed the book he had read about tomato frogs, and took it to her!

There are many refugees from Sudan at one of our schools. Every morning, the same three boys come to the library and look at their country on the map. They said it makes them feel better to see Sudan - even on a map.

I went yesterday for a home visit. Three young ladies (2 high school - 1 primary), sponsored by LOL volunteers, live with their grandmother. The grandmother had 13 children. 12 died of AIDS. To get to their home, one must walk/straddle a flow of 'water' through a narrow, long, claustrophobic, outdoor corridor. The four live in a tiny room, barely big enough for a very small mat on the floor, and two twin beds shoved against the walls, holding thin mattresses. The grandmother is large, and in poor health. All four sleep on the two mattresses. The girls are absolutely delightful and very appreciative of the sponsorship. I don't know how they would go to school without it.

God bless LOL volunteers for their service to the libraries and their outreach to others.

- Trudy

The story of Espra - a life touched

2011-07-21T09:32:00.002-05:00

One of last year's volunteers visited with a young man at one of our schools and felt that God wanted him to stay in touch with this young friend, offering him help.

Espra's family are refugees from the war in the Congo. His mother and dad are dead. He lives with his grandmother who is 68, a sister (probably 18), and a brother ( 10). The grandmother is not well. An uncle is their only support, when he does send money.

Espra is 16 and in 6th grade. They arrived from the Congo four years ago. He didn't speak any English at the time, but is now in the top ten of his class - very bright young man. He is well liked at school and never a discipline problem.

He walks to school - which was a ten minute ride on a fast boda, but he doesn't seem to mind. I visited with him yesterday and then we got on bodas and went to his home to meet his family.

The headmaster suggested perhaps he could board at the school for a year, as those children always do better in school. The secretary is getting the figures together for me and I will let our 'donor' know. I talked to Espra's grandmother about boarding school. (Espra translated. She only speaks Swahili). She was so excited; she kept bowing to me and clapping her hands.

I have told the school we will need Espra's grades every term and any comments.

As we rode a boda together, Espra said, “I have never had a chance before; this is my first chance.” I tried not to cry the rest of the way.

The brother was extremely sick. The grandmother said she thought it was typhoid, but they didn't have any money to go to the doctor. The Illinois group left some money - so I gave her funding to take the boy to the hospital to have him checked and get medicine.

May God bless our volunteer/donor (who I will identify later if he and his wife give permission) and the Illinois team.

-Trudy

Am I really breathing?! The ride from - - Hell!

2011-07-20T12:23:00.001-05:00

First, I must say, after two long days of work, two of our first libraries (Namirembe and Bat Valley) look incredible ... or as incredible as possible when full of books carried home to dirt homes for many years. As I went through the books one by one, I realized we have learned so much in the past seven years. For example, books about the 80s, a book listing US authors - with a short bio of each - and one about little known vice presidents would not make it into our shipment now. We want books which will make children fall in love with reading. So, lots of weeding and reorganizing, but worth it. Next year, we will take a year off from creating new libraries and do major restocking in our 24 libraries.

It is difficult for me to even write about yesterday's boda ride, as I really am trying not to think about it. Hard to imagine from me - who loves to ride bodas.

I was leaving Bat Valley (a busy part of town) during rush hour. Jane offered to pick me up, but I knew she had a busy day - so I declined. I did ask the school guard if he knew the boda driver. He said yes, that he was a good man! The man took off - as we would say, like "a bat out of hell." The first three blocks we were zooming down a one-way street - right in the middle, going the wrong way. That would be terrifying in America, but here where two lanes become five lanes - with hundreds of bodas thrown in the mix - it was simply unbelievable. It was truly a matter of dodging fast-moving vehicles coming straight at us from all sides, as well as head on.

Finally, when we were out of that mess, he flew into any space he could find - fast turns left and right through tiny spaces. I can't count the number of vans and cars that I ran my hands down that were up against each side of the cycle, thinking I might need to brace against them to jump off. One time, the driver tried to zoom up against the curb and would have hit the front of a car - but jumped the cycle up on the curb, rode it for a ways, and slammed it down back into the street in front of the car. That said - I don't know why I didn't tell him to stop and let me off - other than we were moving fast and I was really afraid every minute that we were going to crash. A bit of shock, I think.

After making it to Namirembe Guest House, I decided to take a long walk to calm my nerves. I walked for over an hour up and down dirt paths and roads, cutting between houses. Once when I was looking for a path out of a group of homes, I ran into two high school boys. I said hello. One of the young men said, "I know you! You are the one who does Libraries of Love!" It seems he was a former Namirembe Primary student. As they walked off, I heard him say, "Ahhh - Libraries of Love." Nice!

In the evening, Noah and Jane's Bible study group met at their house. I have been there over the years when this group has met, so now they are my friends as well. Part of the study was about people serving as God's hands and feet. A statement by the leader touched my heart. She said, "When Trudy is staying in this home, Jane serves as God's hands and feet - providing for her, and keeping her safe." Later in prayer, I had to ask God's forgiveness for being my usual independent self - instead of letting those he has supplied, in this case Jane - help with my safety. Lesson learned, though I know I will still need to be on bodas at times.

It is time for a meeting with our Catholic Brothers who own a carpentry workshop and prepare our timber, after which I will be in working in Ugandan Martyr's Primary for the afternoon.

Thank you again for reading and for your prayers. As you can tell, I need the prayers - and they are working. God bless you my friends.

Would you send some electricity our way?

- Trudy

The simple things in life ... Ahhhhh!

2011-07-19T12:06:00.002-05:00

This morning I just caught a boda to a hotel, as there is no water at the schools. Who would think finding a toilet could be so difficult. :) Try to imagine hundreds of kids at the schools, without water. We are without electricity on a regular basis - but being without water is much more difficult for me.

It is amazing how far we have come in the last seven years of creating libraries. As I went through the books at our first library, I flipped between laughter and horror at some of the books we sent that first year. I would go - - really??? There were books about (for instance) the '80s; little known vice-presidents, etc. These were not exactly books that would make beginning readers fall in love with reading. :) So, I cleaned the shelves of those, as well as totally damaged books.The library now looks great - but will need totally restocked next year. Today, I will do the same at Bat Valley - our second library.

In case you haven't heard, Billy and John Mary are taking me boda shopping on Saturday. I need a small cycle to move between libraries in Mbale. I hope I can find neon pink or something wild - 'Go Granny Go.' :) Every person here that I have told that I'm getting a boda, burst out laughing! Come on now! All I need to know is how to gas it and how to stop - right?! And, I need a really great helmet that my grandkids will think fits their 'crazy' granny! Of course, body armor might also be good. :) I realize bodas aren't safe (as I am preparing to take one to Bat Valley), but it is my means of independence here, so I will try to be careful, remembering that God is in control!

I am ecstatic that Mercy and Melissa are home in Kansas. I must admit, since they are family, it was especially hard to part with them. It was nice being able to call Melissa in the mornings just to say. "Good Morning" ... simply because I could. Mercy is hilarious. I'm sure her sisters are loving every minute with her!

Our second team left yesterday. It is hard to describe the impact our volunteers over the years have made. Picture a wagon wheel. The hub - Libraries of Love - 24 school libraries and one medical library. The spokes representing the stream of good works our volunteers and supporters have provided outside of the libraries- including: children fed, school fees paid, sports and play equipment provided, funding for hundreds of shoes, scholastic materials provided, university fees paid, Bibles provided, and God's love shown to adults and children on a daily basis in various ways - including: holding little hands, singing songs with hundreds, answering questions from students, offering smiles of friendship, going on home visits, and sharing laughter and tears with our Uganda friends.The rim of the wagon wheel - God. He is definitely what holds it all together and keeps it moving forward year after year to bless even more young people and adults here in Uganda.

There is so much I want to share, but I know your time is limited, as is mine. Thank you for keeping me in your prayers. My days are intense, as there is an extreme amount of work to do in a limited time. God has to renew my patience - whatever that is - :) everyday.

My love and best wishes to each of you.

Trudy

Return to Robbers AND an Amazing Team

2011-07-12T20:14:00.001-05:00

The Illinois ladies are turning Ugandan, riding on boda taxis. OK - it was just one ride (no worry families), but it was fun!

June 11, 2011 - I should update you ... Many of you remember my story about the three guys who tried to rob me in Kampala last year. If you remember, one was shirtless and had a swastika tattooed on his arm. (Everybody should have a robbery attempt at least once a year , don’t you think?! ) The men were pressing me, and my bag, telling me they needed my money. I kept them busy talking to them about God and libraries until a headmistress arrived to pick me up. Her first words were, “Trudy, those were robbers!” A couple days later, I returned to the same place and walked down the hill to try to find them. I found them outside a ramshackle house. In the end, that house got torn down, and I paid for a new one.

I went back to find them last week. The swastika guy shook my hand, but another guy, Charles, came running and practically lifted me off the ground giving me a hug! He couldn’t believe I came back. I left Bibles with them last year, on my last day in Uganda. They are attending church, and seem like different men. The bad news: I asked them where they live as I didn’t see the house. Charles shrugged; so I would guess they are homeless. Two of the men have children. Debbie’s group has some extra items for kids (including a backpack), so I will visit them again next week and deliver presents!

I am not sure how to describe my second team – the ladies from Illinois. They are fantastic. Debbie Rhoades’s church, (Debbie is the pastor’s wife) and friends sponsor 55 Ugandan students’ school fees, and have sponsored these same students for 3 or 4 years. They also pay for 16 students’ lunches each year. This year, they brought endless wonderful items, including balls and jump ropes, for the orphanage my niece, Melissa, has been helping. They are also providing funding for 106 pair of shoes for students at Martin Nkoyoyo school. What can I say? They are definitely God’s hands and feet. To top it off, they are great company. We have had lots of laughs, and inspiring times of sharing in the evenings.

Today (the 11^th) the ladies worked from 9 - 4, without a lunch break - in a hot library. We didn’t slow down. Namatala Primary’s shelves were too long, so some time ago we had a carpenter divide each shelf into two, which meant all the books/shelves had to be reorganized because of the dividing. The ladies were troopers. At about 3, I told them I would arrange transport and they could go to the hotel. I would be able to finish alone. They refused. I reflected on the many long days I have done this work by myself, and I was so grateful for their help.

Namatala has classrooms of 200 students. Today we sang in a classroom with some kids that were simply jammed from the front to the back on long seats/planks! My mind always flips back to our small classes at home. The good thing - these children don’t know of classes of 25, so for them this is normal. It bothers us - but not them. How I wish things could be “equal” and they could have the same advantages as our American children.

This evening I will attend my first Mbale Rotary Club meeting, though I did meet with the president of the club last week. I can’t say enough good things about Rotaries. The ones that I share with in the Austin area do so many wonderful outreaches to various groups. They have my highest admiration.

Again - thank you for caring, reading, and keeping us in your prayers,

Trudy

Library #24 is a happening - and a grand one at that!

2011-07-10T10:51:00.003-05:00

An incredible day:

July 5, 2011 - Our team arrived early at Bombo Road military base to create the high school library. It was interesting just getting through the two gates, as military men looked through the car.

We quickly went to work in the library room. It was hot and we were sweating! At 2:30, the headmistress announced we were having a grand opening. Surprise! Believe me - we were dirty, smelly, and not finished with the library. We made a mad dash trying to at least clean up the library, throw some books up for display, etc.

We then walked out the door feeling totally a mess. Greeting us was my friend (whom I met through the Okumus), Brig. General Charles Angina, and other military brass. We walked with them to a big hall where approx. 1,200 students were waiting! This grand opening was different from any we have had. An acrobatic group performed. They stood on each others backs, with the top person’s head almost touching the extra high ceiling. Their performance was simply incredible. They also had several dances, plus different military men spoke. The key speaker was Charles. He gave a long speech telling the students they need to remember 3 things to be successful in live (GOD): G -God must come first; O for obedience starting at home; D for a disciplined life. He even quoted scripture. Simply amazing speech!

Charles also has a farm where he raises cattle and pigs. When I was there, there were lots of baby pigs. I brought him a book full of baby pigs in dress up clothes, like tutus. My guess is that will be one of the most unusual presents the Brig. General has received!

We did finish the library - number 24! It is awesome!

Today we went to Bat Valley Primary, one of our schools that is six years old. We put the library back in order and did some rearranging of books. As I told my group, refreshing the older libraries is just as important as creating new ones. I would love to send you a picture of books that go home to mud homes, and have been seriously used for six years Oh my! It is definitely restocking time next year for all of our older libraries!

Better close … thank you for reading! Keep us in your prayers.

Trudy

A few laughs from Uganda

2011-07-07T20:01:00.005-05:00

Wilber and Sarah's neighbor kids that come yelling for me to give me hugs everytime I am returning home or going out. They are the ones that help me over the wall sometimes. :)

All Things Ugandan!

It is easier to stomp your clothes in the rubber tub than to scrub them squatting.

If you wear skirts all week - riding sideways on boda motorcycle taxis is sometimes tricky, especially if you have bags! I am getting good at it, however. Friday - I am pretending it is America … blue jean day!

Power outages daily are really not bad. There is something peaceful about a night with no electronics, using flashlights (called torches) or lanterns. I highly recommend it! However, I do not recommend those during the day!

If my timing is wrong, and nobody is home yet - I can crawl over the high wall, even in a skirt. I get my friend, the neighbor boy to get a white plastic chair. I step into it, and sprawl up on the wall. Then Ryan hands me the chair. I put it over the wall and climb down. The neighbor kids just scale the wall without the chair - of course!

The first books to leave the library are always from the religious section (Dewey 200s) - especially the children’s Bibles.

Two runner-ups are Disney books and children’s dictionaries. They also love animal books.

When you go to the bathroom, you are taking either a short call or a long call.

A high school student stopped me today to ask if when babies are born in America, do they really hook them to a machine that tells what their profession will be.

America could save enough to pay off their national debt if toilet paper wasn’t provided every place people go! Think how much your work could save if everyone brought their own! Really! My last check every day - do I have hand sanitizer and toilet paper.

Lots of laughter:

Sarah Okumu asked me if I have ever spent the night with a stranger. What she meant was a young lady will be here tomorrow evening. Is it okay if she sleeps in the other twin bed in my room. :)
Mercy thinking she can teach me rhythm if I just follow her steps and body movements - not happening in this life ... maybe in Heaven :)
Billy Paul said he grew up thinking baby incubators at hospitals were machines that installed knowledge. They don’t have such things here.

Isn’t life wonderful?! Thank you for reading ...

Trudy

Not a chicken bus - but just as crazy!

2011-07-05T00:03:00.002-05:00

July 3rd, I was going by bus from Mbale to Kampala. The bus was to leave at 2:30. It left at 4:30. Now, you can't sit at the bus station, because Ugandans crowd in front of you (always) and you might not get a seat. (Even at grocery stores, several will cut in front of you - and the person(s) behind you shove their items in front of yours also - unbelievable!)

Back to the bus story. The bus came at 4:20. I tried to shove my way on - but in the end, there were only two left people standing ... a lady with a baby, and me. The conductor tried to get me to sit - but I figured it was more important for the baby and lady. Finally, the conductor ran a young lady off the bus (no ticket), and I had a seat!

During the time I was standing waiting for the bus, an elderly 'street' lady, who was filthy, asked for money. At first, I didn't give her any, but then I felt bad. I found her and gave her more than she had asked for. As the bus left, she was standing outside my window giving me this huge toothless smile, crossing her heart, and waving - while looking right in my eyes. I was so glad I donated.

The Elgon Flyer, a big bus, then literally flew down the road. I was almost getting sick, things were whizzing by so fast! The trip is supposed to be about 4 hours. About 1 and 1/2 hours out of Kampala, the driver stopped for a short call. I wanted to yell, “You can hold it. It's not THAT far!” Instead, almost the whole bus emptied out to head for the bush!

A short time later, we had to stop at the drive-through cafe! Our bus was mobbed by people in blue smocks trying to sell chicken, sausage, or beef on a stick, drinks, etc. Geez - it was already taking too much time!

We were then flying on - until we hit a HUGE traffic jam. A public transport van had had a horrific accident, so we were in a jam at Mukono for over an hour. Our driver got irritated and decided to take a back road in our giant bus! Big mistake! It was more like a path. At one point, people were telling him no - but we plowed on! One tire slipped in a cement culvert. Everyone on the bus screamed, as it tipped - including me!

Finally, we were into the absolute mad-house of Kampala night traffic. It is like a bumper car ring - only throw in triple the number of cars, add in people, motorcycles, bicycles, and animals, and you have it! The driver told everyone to get off at the city taxi park - which is one of the worst places to be at night, though I do take taxis from there during the day. I refused to get off, as did one other lady. Finally, he agreed to take us to his offices.

In the meantime, the young conductor (about 20 years old) kept asking if we had met. Eventually, I asked him where he had attended school. He replied Mengo Secondary in Mbale. Ahhhh! I asked him about the library in the school. He lit up and was totally excited telling me he remembered us putting the library in at his school, and my training the students how it was organized. How exciting is that - to meet him on a bus to Kampala!

He then became my personal protector. He decided I and my luggage would be safe with his boda driver. He ran to get him, and then helped load my suitcase in front of the cycle driver, and I climbed on the back. At 10:00 p.m., we were roaring through the streets of Kampala ... while I am thinking what a miracle it was that that specific young man was the conductor, and I had a safe (manner of speaking) ride home!

Cheers for Libraries of Love and the lives it has touched - including my conductor!

-Trudy

Uganda: Some happy kids!

2011-06-29T19:33:00.002-05:00

Wow! What a week! Hundreds of students absolutely delighted, laughing at stories, totally overwhelmed, as they looked at the thousands of books for their use. It has been hard as I watch their faces, not to be in tears. What you, as our supporters, have supplied is a miracle in their lives. In their imagination, they could never have dreamed of a time when they would have books. Even better, they get to take their books home to share with their families! To them that is unbelievable – a dream, for sure!

I thought I would share with you some comments on papers from students, when we were at our previous libraries last week.

-The most important reason why I like reading is because I want to become an authoress in the future.

- When I am bored at home, now I can read books. When I am lonely, I read books – and that is why reading is now important in my life.

- The Libraries of Love has made a wonderful library in our school. It has done a good job for me. I read books from this library to make summaries and tell others good stories.

- I read books and learn how to pronounce words, and the books give me wisdom.

- Reading from the library has helped me improve on my marks (grades).

- When I read, I become happy.

- When I read, I realize on my own hidden talent.

- I am now able to tell my siblings interesting stories.

- I have loved sharing our maps and globes donated by Herff-Jones. I have shown the students how Texas is so big, two Ugandas would fit inside easily. I, also, shared on the wall map, the route their books took to arrive in Uganda. They can hardly leave the library for staring at the books on display, the maps, and globes.

Tomorrow I will working in our third new library. Friday, I will be traveling between our ten libraries here in Mbale - just to drop in, check things, and say hello. I will return later for more extended visits.

I hear our team has arrived at home. They were a great group. Our friends here will miss them, as I do.

Thank you for your prayers and interest. Every day reinforces what I realize each year: The libraries/reading are worth every bit of time and effort, as they are making a huge impact.

My love and best wishes sent to you once again.

Trudy

School Visits, Reading Competition, and 'Mama' Melissa's Orphanage

2011-06-25T21:01:00.002-05:00

School Visits:

Over a three day period, our LOL team visited many of our Ugandan libraries. They were impressed with the number of books borrowed from the libraries, as well as the large amount of students that had books with them in the classrooms and school yards. Questions from students were interesting, as their concept of America can be compared to those of American kids asking if lions and elephants wander through yards here. My library coordinator in Mbale grew up believing everyone in America carried guns. If someone bothered you - you popped them! She said she never wanted to go to America.

One of our memorable visits was at our first school - Namirembe Primary. It was track and field day. Two of our favorite events:

- ‘Are you ready for school?’ – 5-year-old students stripped down to their underwear, putting their clothes on a mat in the middle of the dirt courtyard/drive. They then went back to the start line. At the whistle, they raced for the mats, stopped to quickly put on clothes, shoes, and backpacks - and then raced like the wind to the finish line! Really cute.

- Older students had a small rubber tub full of water. They had to set a glass pop-bottle in the middle of the tub and fill it up by scooping with their hands. Each then balanced the bottle on his/her head and headed for the finish line! No bottles fell off heads! Wow!

At Kasubi Primary, chairs were arranged in small groups, and we were able to spend time visiting and eating with the teachers - which we love to do. Many of the schools had welcome ceremonies planned. New members of the teams are always shocked when they look out at the sea of 3,200 students at North Roads Primary. Walking in classrooms of 150 - 200 students is also surprising. It is hard to imagine without seeing.

The team left on Friday for a safari at Murchison Falls, with Scott Porter leading. I will travel on safari with the 2nd group.

Reading Competition:
Our Kampala schools held their second annual reading competition on the 24th. Each school had already held its own competition. Eleven (out of 12) of our schools sent competitors to the all-school competition.

The students were able to choose their area of competition. A few examples included:
- write a newspaper article in proper format, summarizing the book;
- read a nonfiction book about a country and write a letter to your parents describing what he/she saw on his/her travels;
- make a brochure advertising their book for readers.

The students were in first - seventh grade. I can’t say enough about their presentations. One seventh-grade student had read a book about angels on earth. She was dressed as an angel and had pictures, and her presentation was done on a large piece of colored paper. Books described ranged from Little Red Hen and Cinderella to War of the Worlds and Harry Potter. It was an amazing day.

Orphanage with Melissa and Mercy:
Yesterday evening, two of our team members who remained behind, Debbie White and her son, Caleb, and I accompanied Melissa (my nephew, Cody’s, wife) to the orphanage she has been helping, while waiting for Mercy‘s adoption to finalize. It was so sad to see the small bedroom with three triple-stack bunk beds - which is sleeping quarters for 16 girls. Five of the girls have to sleep on the concrete floor.

Melissa has arranged so many things for the kids thanks to supporters. The 69 orphans have new school uniforms and shoes, food, school fees paid, etc. I am so proud of Melissa! We laugh because we are so much alike - both totally at home in Uganda and busy doing good work, despite the difficulties. Sometimes we just look at each other, and say, “I know - you understand.” It has been a huge sacrifice for her to be away from Cody, Emma, and Avery, and we both wish she could leave for Kansas tomorrow - but the good she has accomplished for so many children here is simply beyond words!

A friend from Austin, Lynne Dobson, is in the process of doing her 2nd wheelchair mission to Uganda. She has once raised funding to provide approximately 500 wheelchairs for people here. I asked Lynne for four wheelchairs. Yesterday we took one to the orphanage for a 17-year-old girl, Rachel, who is crippled - with many other things wrong, including having HIV. She had been lying in bed, but after receiving the wheelchair, she was up and all smiles. She was able to move the wheelchair by herself and lock it in place when she stopped! What a blessing that chair will be! Many thanks to Lynne. Three more to be delivered!

I’m sorry this has been long - but every day has been packed and there is so much to share. Thank you for your continued prayers and support! I wish I could package the gratitude expressed by those here for the libraries and zip them to you through email. Together, we are making a difference on a daily basis.

My love and best wishes to you.

Madame Trudy :)

Life is great in Uganda!

2011-06-21T18:34:00.001-05:00

Saturday - June 18

The team went on home visits with students that are fed by Bethany Methodist Church. Four of us went with those who lived the longest distance. We rode in the van 15 minutes, and then walked endlessly over tiny dirt paths to reach the homes. The conditions are so sad; barely room for two cane mats used by a young girl and her grandmother, in a tiny, round hut; children who had no shoes; many who walk that long distance to school every morning, without food; and, children who have to get water at a public well or work in the fields - before making the long walk. The walk in the morning must be at least 1 – 1 1/2 hours. If the kids arrive at school late - they are caned!

In the afternoon, we traveled to the Hawaii of Uganda, Sisiyi Falls! It is magical! Most of the team traveled to the top of the falls - straight up climbing! The huge food spread was perfect - beef kabob, chicken, Irish potatoes, slaw, potato salad, watermelon and pineapple! So good - on a wonderful relaxing day!

Sunday - June 19

I don’t know where to start! There just isn’t music and dancing found anywhere that compares to Pearl Haven Church. It was especially wonderful because the team had already become good friends with many who lead the worship. The music is so inspiring. It simply humbles you to be in a service that truly comes alive worshiping God! It is a happening on the best of scales. The music followed by Pastor Wilberforce’s preaching changes lives … as it has mine! He is dynamic. Really, I don’t know how to describe his anointed ministry. One of those things - you have to see/hear to believe.

After lunch, we went for baptism. Though I had been baptized when I was young, I wanted to be baptized again in the ‘country of my calling.’ The baptism was perfect. Several others and I were baptized at the foot of a beautiful , rushing waterfalls. People from Wilber’s church were singing worship songs. After Wilber and Patrick baptized me, I came out of the water to the sound of Sarah’s whistle and women giving African whoops! How awesome is that!

Scott Porter and I picked up four wheelchairs at a hospital in a village. The wheelchairs are part of a distribution being organized by Lynne Dobson of Austin. She raised funding for the chairs and is having them assembled. Two of the chairs will go to young people my nephew’s wife met at orphanages in Kampala. The remaining will go to Western Uganda to people identified by Father Isadore - a Ugandan Catholic priest in Austin. Now we just have to get them to Kampala …

Life is great in Uganda!

-Trudy

(read more on Scott Porter’s blog: http://scottinuganda.blogspot.com

and the Libraries of Love Facebook page:http://www.facebook.com/pages/Libraries-of-Love/146689942039316)

By the Grace of God

2011-06-17T12:56:00.005-05:00

Photos from Scott's blog show volunteers traveling like locals and at one of three libraries completed this week - Nabuyonga Elementary.

June 11

My bag was 17 pounds over. The British Airways lady asked about our t-shirts, and we explained what we do in Uganda. She smiled and said because God is so good to her, she wouldn’t charge me for the overage. A few minutes later she calls me over and wants to talk to me quietly. She said that God just blesses her everyday. If I had anyone else with an overage to just send them to her.

I was the only one that was checked when we went through customs. I think it was because I forgot to take my computer out of my bag. The ‘checker’ sent me to a seat in a cubicle. The man next to me was standing and being patted down. She walked off with my bag. I grabbed my accordion and started playing. She laughed, brought my bag back, and started dancing. She then sent me on through without being patted down! Yahoo!

We were all eating in a food court in Chicago. We had plenty of time so I decided to teach the team the Uganda kid’s song …‘Hallelujah - Oh, Oh, Oh, Jesu Akwagala’ (Oh, oh, oh, Jesus loves you). I then decided they needed to hear it on the accordion! I played, and the food court broke out into clapping from all the tables! Funny!

Oops! I told everyone that they would pay in dollars at the food courts in Chicago - but would probably get change in schillings! So, I don’t really know what country I’m in!!

June 17

What a week! Our team put together organized, decorated, simply beautiful libraries - one per day, for three days! I think even the team was amazed at the end results. I could look at the libraries forever, as I know what miracles they truly are! A huge bonus was having some of our Ugandan friends working with us. One morning we arrived early. Patrick and Irene were already there and had put together two bookcases. I have known these people from Wilber’s church now for 10 years. They are the best! Our volunteers have fallen in love with them, and they are already fast friends!

The ribbon cuttings, touching speeches, food, singing, and dancing were the ‘icing on the cake’ of a wonderful week. One choir sang , with different children singing solos. Example: “When I grow-up I want to be a doctor - so I must be a reader. ... When I grow-up, I want to be a teacher - so I must be a reader.” The song was written especially for the opening of the libraries.

Headmasters spoke about having no books when they grew up. Their textbook library might have one copy of a text they were supposed to read. They would check it out - and run and hide, so nobody would take it from them. Can you imagine?

I have been staying at Wilber and Sarah’s overnight, but joining the team during the day and evenings. Last night, I evidently took the wrong boda motorcycle taxi around 8:00 (maybe later). Ahh, but what’s a little adventure! He said he knew where I needed to go. Off we went. When we were almost at the corner, I told him to slow down, that we were at the Mbale High School corner. He said, “I know.” He then gunned the cycle and we were flying down the road out of town. I screamed at him and then started beating on his back. When I did that, he slowed down a bit - and I jumped! I thought it was the driver still across the street so I stopped a man to tell him what was happening, hoping he would stay with me a minute. Unfortunately, he was a homeless, retarded young man. All he could do was to ask for money - but I was glad to have his company. I then walked home in the dark, calling Wilber and Sarah when I was almost there. It is totally black outside at night, as Mbale doesn’t have street lights.

I give God the praise for protection for this crazy muzungu - who will probably be on another boda going home tonight! I will try to get the number of a couple drivers the Okumus use, at least for night travel.

More later. Please keep us in your prayers.

- Trudy

Update from Uganda

2011-06-16T07:37:00.001-05:00

This team has been fun! Even while working, there is constant laughter.

At our school yesterday, after finishing the library, I looked across the school grounds and almost every volunteer was interacting with a group of students. They were leading everything from “Duck, Duck, Goose,” to “Simon Says,” but many were sitting reading books to a group of children.

We were fortunate to watch a group of young students having PE time at Nabuyonga Primary. They were lined up in the dirt in two long rows, with boys on one side and girls on the other. The teacher handed a stick to the boy and girl on the ends, and while everyone cheered, those students took off like lightning, circling around both groups and passing the stick to the next kid in line. Debbie joined in - but, hey, nothing compares to the speed of these little kids; they run like the wind!

In Uganda, the poorest people ride in open bed trucks, standing up, and holding on to bars across the top. You can't believe how many they can pack into the bed. Yesterday, I told my team, I thought it would be an adventure - so I had ordered a truck for transport. They thought I was joking! The truck arrived and in we climbed. The Ugandans along the streets were in shock. They started cheering and waving! The team absolutely loved the ride. So, we did it again today. This time I played the accordion as we went through the crowded markets and busiest streets. It was like being in a parade! Everyone went wild laughing at the mzungus (white people) in the truck! Total fun!

Scott decided this year, we should try 'modular' bookcases, so the timber was already cut into the sizes needed for the sides, shelves, and top of the bookcases, and the planks just needed to be screwed together. In previous years, they have measured the room and cut 14-ft. planks to fit. The new method has been amazing. We have put two total libraries together - each in about a 7-hour time period!

It has been fun to have our Ugandan friends from Wilber's church help once again. Today, Derrick is here helping, also. He is a young man I met on a bus two years ago. He thinks I am his muzungu mum. :)

The team was in tears looking at the finished libraries. The libraries would compare with any library in an American school - absolutely beautiful and organized. Taking it from an empty room to finished is simply an awesome process.

I have been filming; asking people, “What is a Library?” So far, nobody has known - including the teachers. To them, a library is a textbook facility where students go to read textbooks, as there are not enough books for everyone to have their own book in the classrooms.

So - all is well! The team is wonderful. I am happy to be 'home' once again, in my other home. You have to love riding those boda motorcycle taxis! Makes my day ...

Better go. Thank you for reading our adventures! Tomorrow will be an exciting day, as we will have the grand opening of the libraries!

Thank you for your prayers - and for following this amazing journey, once again!

- Trudy

Inspirational Welcome in Uganda

2011-06-13T16:01:00.002-05:00

Friends and Family,

Everything has gone smoothly. It was drizzling in London, so volunteers took the red bus tour - but stayed on the bus and just looked at the sights through the windows.

We arrived and had a wonderful time at the African Children's Choir school. Their singing was totally inspirational. The kids harmonized and added notes to the song "I Surrender All.' The team was in tears, and it will always be a song we will listen to differently. The team was quite impressed with their school. It is first class, well organized, good materials used in building, nice kitchen, etc.

Lisa said the thing that impressed her most was a man carrying a refrigerator on the back of his bicycle, holding on to it with one hand. :)

Everyone's luggage arrived, though Ellen's zipper on her suitcase had been torn, and the contents were in a plastic bag.

We did see Melissa and Mercy today. Melissa is my nephew's wife. They are pastors in Kansas and have been in the adoption process for many more months than any adoption should take. Mercy is adorable, and Melissa looks fantastic!! It was so good to see them.

Sunday should be an exciting day. I told Wilber a few year's ago that I wanted to be baptized in Uganda, since it was here that my life was truly changed and I answered God's call. He informed me he has a baptism planned for Sunday. However, he might put rocks on me to hold me under water. That is Wilber - and why I love the guy! He is so blasted funny! So who knows - maybe I will really be baptized here on Sunday with about 30 other people!

I took our other Mercy , Wilber and Sara's daughter, shopping tonight after the team had dinner. We shoved our way through the local markets in the dark to find a hair dryer for the team. Ellen tried her dryer and even with the 'thing' to step down the electricity - it fried. I love going through the market at night, so it was a pleasure to go shopping with Mercy!

OK, I must go! We have to get up early and put our first library together tomorrow! Yahoo!

For our volunteers' contacts - your family member(s) are having a great time, quite safe, and had a fantastic meal tonight of rice, spaghetti, a curry stew with lots of vegetables, chicken, chapatti (like a tortilla) and watermelon ... so all is well! Thank you for sharing them with us.

Love to my family!

- Trudy

A Day of Miracles ...

2010-07-27T20:35:00.000-05:00

I am in London for the night and arrive back in Texas tomorrow.

Yesterday was my "miracle" day. :)

Monday morning I spent two hours in our school library in Mukono - Martin Nkoyoyo Primary. I left at 11:00. I needed to make it to an appointment with the Secondary Commissioner of Education (1:00); next - Mercy's lawyer, then get money to pay the carpenter for the shelves at King's College to Patrick Bakka (headmaster) and try to get it to him; and last, travel with Br. Charles to the Catholic brothers workshop to see an example of the 126 book cabinets we need.

We hit major traffic jams in Kampala - unbelievable jams!

Miracle 1: At 10 minutes before 1:00, we pulled up in front of the Ministry of Education building. There was a long, long line out the front door, as one has to sign in and let them check your handbags, etc. I knew I would be late! Then I hear someone say - "Trudy?" I responded and it was a lady I had met in the Primary Commissioners office. She told me to come with her. We walked past the entire line straight in the door and then past the line of about 20 people who were waiting to talk to the Commissioner - directly into his office! Normally I wouldn't cut - but this was a necessity. Really - a miracle!

I was able to tell Commissioner Agaba that Sarah Okumu would be there on Wednesday for an appointment about her job - so that was an added bonus.

Miracle 2: After I finished at the Commissioners, I "footed" it to the lawyer's office to talk about Mercy. I then caught a taxi to the outskirts of Kampala to a petro station, where I was to meet Br. Charles. While I was standing right outside an ATM, again I hear my name called. There stood Patrick Bakka's wife, Molly! I was able to get the money out of the ATM and send it to Patrick! I know - another miracle.

Miracle 3: We have had the most difficult time getting book cabinets made for our classrooms. One cabinet can take months. Br. Charles "picked" me at the petro station and we were off to the workshop, which is near Entebbe. It is huge place containing different rooms, where various woodworking activities were happening. The "example" cabinet was perfect. Br. Paul says they can produce 126 cabinets in one month's time. That is a miracle, believe me! He also took care of some shelving we needed done at another school. What a blessing!

I even managed to stop by my "robbers" to tell them goodbye and give them a couple Bibles. Ahhhhhhh!

At 11:30 pm, Derrick called. He said he had thought all day about why - with so many on the bus last year, that he was able to sit by me. He said he knew it was God. He went on to tell me how much he loved Jesus - and me.:) Then asked me to pray for him, his brother, and mother over the phone. So I prayed, while they listened together. What can I say - it is amazing the people God places in our lives.

At the end of the day, I felt like I had received a pat on the back from Heaven - saying work completed.

Thanks!

Trudy

One last adventure - the sick / chicken bus (not lime green)

2010-07-25T11:22:00.001-05:00

I decided to travel on a matatu Saturday to go out to the village to see baby Mercy. It is about 10 minutes on a main road out of Mbale - and then 40 minutes down a really bad dirt road. The matatu (window mini-van) looked decent. I was glad. However, it didn't fill up fast enough, so the driver told me to ride in a different van. This van's window was shattered and the seats badly torn. It must have been the "go to the hospital" van. One girl, about 13 years old, boarded. Her entire head and chest were full of sores, including lips and eyelids. I felt so sorry for her. I've never seen anything like it. The elderly man two seats over had on an old tattered suit, with no shoes. He couldn't sit up in the seat and kept falling my direction. His eyes were totally bulging and clouded over ... sad. We were crowded - definitely!

The conductor had stuck bags in front of my seat, so I couldn't put my feet down flat. I had to bend them under my seat. Unfortunately, the lady behind me had a rooster in a black plastic bag, with the head sticking out. She shoved it under the seat in front of her - into my feet. I don't know what this thing is with the chickens and me?! Yikes!

I arrived in the bush just in time to watch Mercy lean over and bite the naked butt of a little boy crawling past her. She was in filthy corduroy overalls and busy crawling around in the dirt. If you have seen the movie "Babies" - it definitely describes Mercy's home and life.

As it moved toward lunch, I saw a poor chicken being carried to slaughter. The funny thing - it looked like one of the rubber chickens we have for a laugh because it was so skinny and the boy was holding it by the head. I even asked if it was alive or dead. It was alive but for a short time. I was sure Bonnie (Illinois) would have been yelling she was a vegetarian. It actually tasted okay ... .

Later in the day, Anna wanted me to go to an introduction ceremony. Mercy and Anna climbed on one boda. I rode on a boda with Anna's husband. We took off even farther down the dirt roads into the bush - way in the bush. The introduction ceremony was almost as fancy as the weddings - tent for the groom's family; one for the bride's, and one for cakes. The groom offered his presents (bride price) at this ceremony. This one offered her family three cows, 5 goats (all tied where we walked in), one sheep (which kept wandering between tents), rooster, two chickens, big jerry cans of maybe kerosene or petro, huge bag of flour, 10 cases of pop, etc. He also had about 25 presents in bags for all of the girl's sisters, cousins, aunties, etc. All the men and ladies were in their African ceremonial dress.

As each name was called, the lady danced slowly up and collected her gift, with a huge smile. The groom gave one present to the bride's brother, which was in a bag - along with a rooster. This future groom had to be in his late 40s - the girl probably 20 years younger. The girl, her mother, and sisters were sitting on a mat between the tents. It was great fun. Somehow the beautiful native dresses look a bit better than my dirty travel pants and my Reading Rocks (done in rhinestones) t-shirt that is dirty and stretched out of shape! Rather embarrassing. It was a great engagement party though - lots of music and laughs. Mercy was clapping and smiling as the music played.

It was a great way to spend my last day in the Mbale area.

On a serious note, which I have already discussed with Cody and Melissa:

Please keep Mercy in your prayers. For breakfast, she was put on a mat and given a small bowl of eggs. Later in the day - the same, only a bowl of rice. All the neighborhood kids helped themselves to her food - with their dirty hands and snotty noses. Some stuck the eggs in her mouth. I have made other arrangements for Mercy, as she is not getting proper care at this home. But, truly - lift her in prayer for her health (a constant bad cough and malnutrition), her new housing - which will take place on Aug. 5th, and Cody and Melissa as they continue to try and expedite the adoption. Mercy has a beautiful laugh that totally melts your heart.

I am now in the office at Wilber and Sarah's church while Wilber is preaching the second service. After this service, I will be off to the bus depot climbing aboard the Elgon Flyer - a big bus, as I make the 4 hour trip to Mukono. Flyer is the word, as they even pass the mutatus, which are speed demons.

The service this morning was totally inspirational. As I've said before - that Okumu guy is one anointed preacher! His sermons always teach me something new from the Bible - and inspire my heart.

I will probably be off the computer until I return to Texas. I hope God has blessed you on this beautiful Sunday, as He has me.

Trudy

Last post from Uganda

2010-07-23T23:53:00.000-05:00

This will probably be my last post, as I leave on Tuesday. I did want to share the latest news.

I had a meeting with all the Mbale librarians on Wednesday. Not to throw around the word "blessed," but I am so blessed and honored to know these wonderful men and women. It was fantastic to be able to sit with all of them and discuss library issues. They had great ideas. They would like to hold a reading competition between all the Libraries of Love schools. They also talked of keeping the libraries open on a Saturday each term, so parents could come and read with their children. At the end, one of the older men said that meeting everyone and being part of this group of librarians was of huge benefit to him.

I have been working with a young lady from Wilber's church that will travel between libraries to check them on a regular basis, and plan librarian meetings. She will be a big asset in Mbale.

I shared at a church in a different village tonight. A little boy on the front row had a shirt in shreds, filthy shorts, no shoes, a head that was full or sores - and the biggest smile ever. He danced up a storm and kept raising his eyebrows and grinning at me. What a cutie!

Yesterday, Wilber and I met with the Mayor, Town Clerk, Education Officer, and Inspector of Schools. We had a good discussion about the success and problems our libraries face. They asked many questions and were quite supportive of our vision. We agreed they would partner with us. They will do such things as direct the headmasters and teachers to following our polices of 20 minutes of reading per day, the library schedule included in the regular timetables, etc. If we have a difficult headmaster, we are to report to the education office and they will take care of the problem. If it works as it should, it will be a huge relief for us.

Today, we were a parade of cars containing many of the "important Mbale government people." We traveled to Namakwekwe to see that library, and then on to three libraries which they identified as good candidates for next year's libraries. We are encouraged by their support.

Tonight we relaxed and had movie night at the Okumus, watching Invictus - the story of Nelson Mandela. Tomorrow is prayer breakfast with the church leaders at 6:30 a.m. I will then leave at 8:00 to spent time in the village with Mercy (Cody and Melissa's Ugandan daughter). There is a taxi returning after 5:00, so I will be able to spend the entire day playing with her - cheers!

Sunday, I will be off on the bus to Mukono to spend the night with Retired Archbishop Livingstone Nkoyoyo and his wife Ruth. Monday morning will find me at Martin Nkoyoyo Primary School for a couple hours, and then on to Kampala. I am planning on meeting with the Secondary Commissioner of Education and stopping by Cody and Melissa's lawyer's office for a last update. Hopefully, I will meet Herb and Ellen for a late lunch, if that works for them. I hope so!

It will be difficult for me to leave all our friends here and this country that has become my second home. I know, I know - I will be in tears. However, it will be good to get home and see my daughters, their families, and friends. AND - it will be nice to have a sitting toilet for a change, instead of a "squatter." :)

Thank you for following my journey once more. It has been an amazing summer, full of amazing Americans and Ugandans, joined together to provide some happy kids with books and more books, which will change their world.

Special thanks again to our many supporters, who have provided books, volunteer time, and funding. You make this mission possible. May our God richly bless each of you.

Trudy

Wrapping it up in Uganda

2010-07-22T01:56:00.000-05:00

COUNTDOWN TIME - It is just a few days until I head back to Texas. Speaking of Texas, I have had great fun teaching classes of students to say "bye y’all." That is a guaranteed, huge laugh.

I have been arriving "home" at the Okumus after 7:00 each evening. The things I want to get done in the libraries seem like an ocean of various tasks. Yesterday, I went into many of the classes at Namatala Primary to visit with the students. The smallest class now is 190 students per teacher - with most 200+. It is another one of those sights that just digs in your mind and won’t let go. Later in the evening, I was working at North Roads Primary - a school which has a student population of 3,900. The noise, dirt, children, and chaos are overwhelming. The teachers work until 6:00. They said by evening, they are exhausted and still have papers to grade. Sad!

At the schools, I am told that students stay on grade level in subjects like math. It is just reading that is a problem. How do you teach large classes how to read, with no reading material? It will be a huge blessing next year when we are able to furnish class sets of readers to many of the schools.

I have been in contact with some Catholic brothers that have a large woodworking shop. We are going to have these men mass produce book cabinets for the schools in Kampala and Mbale quickly so the teachers will be able to store the books after students return from the library - translating into reading time each day. Thank you very much to those who have already donated funding to purchase some of these cabinets. It seems we will need approximately 115 cabinets. Oh my! I have found over the years, that when something is needed - God provides it in amazing ways, through amazing people.

Sunday, Wilber picked me up in Kampala and we went to his son and daughter’s visitation day at their boarding school. On the way, he had a flat. We then had another flat - different tire. Later, that tire went flat again. Also, we were catching up on news and drove right through the town and about 10 miles further down the road. When we finally made it. :-) We had a wonderful visit with Billy Paul, Mitch, and Arthur, who is Jane from Namirembe Primary‘s son.

Yesterday evening, I came in tired, dirty, and exhausted - mentally and physically. After dinner, we had devotion time together. As I sat and closed my eyes, I soaked in the voices of Wilber, Sarah, Mercy, and Lawrence (a cousin) as they sang worship songs. What a blessing this family has been - not only to me, but to the many Libraries of Love volunteers that have come to Uganda.

Blessings,
Trudy

(Hey - Ashlyn, Jada, Lauren, Brooke, Sheala, Justin, Tyler, Daniella - it is almost time for sleep-overs at my house once more! Cheers! My love is sent to each of you.)

Robbers & Derrick

2010-07-17T10:56:00.001-05:00

Robbers: As I was walking down the dirt road to Namirembe Primary one day, three young men in their twenties surrounded me. One had a swastika tattoed on his arm. I guessed that they were considering robbing me. I stood still and started talking to them about Jesus and asking them if they were Christians. They assured me they were (Humm). They explained they live with several others in what is a tiny shack (the boards of the walls don’t even fit against each other - big gaps), without doors or windows, just off the road. We talked for some time and I walked down and met one of their sons, about age 2. When Jane arrived to pick me up in her van, she looked at the guys and her first words were, "Those are robbers!"

Since then, I have returned to visit my "robbers." :) A few days ago, when I walked past, their shack was totally torn down and their few belongings were outside. The group was sitting outside under some trees. It seems the land had been sold and their place was totally demolished. The guys said the owners said they could build at the back of the land, however. I felt sorry for them so decided to donate for the new house. They rebuilt in one day with old boards that again don't meet. The "house" has a back with big holes, but it does have sides, though no front. I am rather excited that I have ownership in a house in Uganda. :):) I will check on them again Saturday.

It has been exciting to be places and have students approach me to say thanks for their library. A young man talked to me Sunday after church in Kampala. He is a 5th grade student at Namirembe, so was thanking us for the library. He invited me to attend a meeting of street children at his home, which is held on Saturdays. I will be singing songs with them and talking to them about Jesus. He said usually about 30 kids attend. I am looking forward to this opportunity.

Derrick: The last night the Illinois team was here, Derrick (The boy I met on a us in 2009.) and his brother Dixon came to have dinner with us. They were hilarious. We were laughing all evening, but crying at other times as Derrick tried to express his thanks for how God brought us together. Friday, I went with Derrick to his home to spent the afternoon. As I wrote before, it is in an extremely poor area. His home is in a retangular building, which has five doors - all separate houses. Derrick said that because he knows a muzungu (white person), he is like the president of the neighborhood. :)

It was an absolutely precious afternoon. I don't know how else to describe it. The children and adults from all the surrounding homes came. We sang and the kids danced. We laughed and laughed. Derrick, his mother, and Dixon danced and sang, also. I tried to imitate them, which put the neighborhood people in stitches. It was simply a wonderful afternoon in a place, with people, which I find amazing that I even know - and consider myself absolutely blessed that I do! Derrick's mom, Harriet, said that Derrick had been stubborn and kept her life distressed, until after we prayed together on the bus and he accepted Christ. She said he is a different young man. He is now fun and is always good to her. I cried when I left ...

Thank you for your prayers and concern. May God bless you on your side of the world, as well as our many friends on this side!

Love,
Trudy

Bombings and latest library news

2010-07-16T18:22:00.002-05:00

Things are quiet in Kampala city after the bombings. I think one should compare it this way: If bombs went off in two different night clubs in Austin, everyone would be terribly upset and sad. However, regular life in the city, except those two locations, would continue, though there would be many discussions and some fear about the happenings. So it is here. The bombings resulted in a tragic loss of mostly young lives; many were university students.

Latest update (Friday):

I will leave for Mbale on Sunday and remain there for a week to work in Mbale libraries. Please keep Uganda in your prayers.

Damallie (our head librarian) and I held a meeting with all the Kampala librarians this week at Namirembe School. It is hard to describe; it was such a wonderful time of sharing and bonding. Their problems are quite different than ours. Examples: How does one handle 100+ students in the library at one time? What is the solution to students keeping the books clean when they take them to mud/wattle homes? If a student loses a book, how can the parents pay 10,000 schillings ($5.00) if they don’t have money? (This amount was agreed upon by headmasters.) Since teachers aren’t usually readers, as they didn’t have libraries during their school years, how do we encourage them to read, as well, etc.?

I have been in two to three libraries a day, these past few days, and have been totally amazed at the fantastic job the librarians are doing. Even in the new libraries, I have listened to the librarians teach easily, reviewing the library concepts I had shared with the students and staff previously. At times, they have had students stand and demonstrate the use of a shelf marker and tell the process of borrowing books, which I could tell they had learned quite well. When classes come to the library, a few students each time give book summaries.

Today at one of our new schools, King’s College (a high school), I had an "awe" moment. I must add a note first to tell you that this is the elite high school of Uganda. A student must have finished primary (through 7th grade) in the top ten percent of his class, and have some funding, to be accepted. It is recognized that many of Uganda’s leaders - and future leaders - are from King’s College. We furnished this school a library because the headmaster was previously a headmaster at another school in which we provided a library. We now have libraries in 18 poor schools - and King’s College. :) My awe moment: When I walked in the library, which is large, it was totally crowded with students reading and checking out books. It seems the biggest problem at King’s College is that students are so excited about having books to read, they are cutting class to go to the library. Ahhh!

It seems no matter how many hours a day I am in the libraries, there is so much more that needs done. I cringe when I leave some schools, because I know they need me to stay a few more days to help. I can send Damallie, but I feel responsible to provide assistance. I am, however, thrilled that thousands of students now love reading and are given time to read in class each day. It is happening!

Please keep me in your prayers.

Love and best wishes,
Trudy

Bombings in Kampala

2010-07-16T18:18:00.001-05:00

July 12, 2010

Uganda bombings kill 64 as World Cup fans targeted

(Reuters) - Suspected Somali Islamists carried out two bomb attacks in the Ugandan capital that killed at least 64 people as they watched the World Cup final Sunday evening at a restaurant and a sports club, authorities said on Monday.

Friends,

Please be assured that we are fine. Today, I will have the team stay at the hotel instead of moving between schools. There are two guards at the security gate of the hotel, so it is a safe place to be. Things seem to be quiet in Kampala this morning, however.

I have been in touch with Herb and Ellen Cook. Herb has lived in Africa his entire life. His parents were missionaries in the Congo when he was young, and he and Ellen have been in Uganda for many years. He believes the violence is over. He believes the last night of the World Cup was a good time to make a statement by the Somalian terrorists. I have also been in touch with the Okumus. Everyone is checking the news, including our many headmasters. They will keep us informed of any happenings.

That said - please keep the families of those killed and injured in your prayers. There were many young people gathered to watch the game.

Also, please keep the Libraries of Love team in your prayers, as they leave for the airport at 6:00 Tuesday morning. I will let you know if there are any schedule changes.

Trudy

Baboon Comes to Visit

2010-07-10T11:55:00.000-05:00

Hello everyone! I hope all is well in the States.

Unusual Happening: We have been at Murchison Falls Park the last couple days. Yesterday morning, Sarah Okumu, Debbie Rhoades, and I were sitting in our small banda (cabin) with the door open. Sarah said, with a surprised tone of voice, "Look at HIM!" I looked in the doorway; there stood a baboon that was at least as tall as my shoulders. As I looked at him, our eyes met. It was weird ... more like looking into a person's eyes. He cocked his head around to look at all of us, then backed out and took off through the brush. Oh my! Now I have been in a van chased by an elephant; rode in a boat that landed on top of a hippo's back; and had a baboon come to visit! Fantastic!

Murchison Park is always breath-taking. The 3-hour ride down the Nile River to the bottom of the Falls is well worth the trip. On the boat trip, we got close to about 20 elephants that had come for drinks (lots of babies), plus ran across a huge group of crocs and many hippos. Later on the safari, the team saw giraffe, lions, African Cape Buffalo, etc. They also saw a huge python that had just swallowed a small deer.

Last Sunday, as I was leaving Pearl Haven Church and walking down the road, two young girls stopped me to say thank you for their school library (Wambwa Primary). Ahhhhhhhh! I send the thanks back to all of you ...

The pastor who gave us a ride to Kampala has four children: Peace, Patience, Prince and Princess. Prince rode with us to Kampala; he is adorable. When the pastor ask Prince if he needed to go to the bathroom, he asked him if he needed to 'rain out.' If you do need to stop for the restroom, you say you need to stop for a 'short call.'

Sarah Okumu has been with us the last few days. We have had some wonderful devotions in the evenings. She left this morning for Mbale.

Enough for now. I will enjoy the last few days with this wonderful team of ladies before they leave on Tuesday. After Tuesday, I will be working long hours every day at our 19 schools making sure everything is in order before I leave. I do still have classes and staff to meet with at two of our new schools for training.

May God bless you there - as He is blessing us here!

Trudy

Those muzungus will eat you!

2010-07-05T15:58:00.002-05:00

Sunday, July 4, 2010

On Thursday we went to Livingstone Nkoyoyo's school (blind and sighted children). We restocked his library, but also took four listening stations, 12 headphones, and about 200 books on tape, so the blind children could listen to the stories. Jennifer Martin, a volunteer from last year, had sent several boxes of shoes in our shipment, as well, so they were thrilled with those.

While we were at the orphanage/school, a young 3-year-old girl, Emily, was walking with us. She kept jumping in the air to high five us. Then she saw some other people and started yelling in her language. Billy translated: These are muzungus (white-skin people) and they are MY muzungus! We then saw the cutest little boy - perhaps 2 years old - and she yelled at him that the muzungus were going to eat him. He started backing away! She was a funny mess!

Back-tracking: At the student Christian Fellowship a young man read Eph. 5:15 - See that you walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise. His interpretation: All of the children who walk along the roads, which are numberless, should be very, very careful and watch because someone could grab them. Child sacrifice by witchdoctors is on the rise in Uganda. As Americans, we would't have thought of that interpretation. So sad and scary that any young person has to even give child sacrifice a thought.

Did you know that if you let cows, chickens, and goats wander the streets they will return home in the evening? Here that is true. I don't know how, but it happens!

We went to the clinic/hospital Saturday, in which we put a library this year. Seriously, it is not possible to describe ... two adults sharing a twin bed; the beds shoved almost together; families sitting at the foot of the bed on the cement floors. So much suffering all contained in one long room. In a seperate room were several people, with a couple kids. I gave the children a stuffed animal each, which the Illinois ladies had brought. The young man on the table with a tube in his arm said hello. I ask him if he had malaria. He replied that he had AIDS. An older lady was lying on a little bed with the door open and people wandering through. Her son said she had breast cancer. I looked at our youngest volunteer, Leigh Ann, a college student; she was shedding endless tears.

How blessed we are, and we don't even realize it. That said - their library looks absolutely beautiful. Libraries of Love provided funding for shelves and shipped the books to the hospital. Dr. Matono said people that saw it were amazed that a place so far out in the bush would have such books.

On Saturday, we were able to spend the day with Mercy, who Melissa and Cody are going to adopt. She had a bit of a cough and wasn't feeling so good. She is precious. When the caregiver started to leave - I followed the sound of Mercy to catch up with Anne. I asked to see her home, so I would know where Mercy lives for now. Mercy lives in a small, round, mud/wattle thatched roof hut. She sleeps in a small wooden bed next to Anne and her husband's. They have three sons. The family loves Mercy, but realizes she needs to go to her American family. Anne started potty training Mercy at 3 months. She is now potty trained, except sometimes with an accident at night. Cheers for Mercy! It must be hard to learn to walk in the bush; there aren't things to pull up on to stand. Anne's son's names all start with E - including Elvis :) They're cute - 12, 8, and 6. I can't wait to have Mercy at home in Kansas!

This morning we attended Pearl Haven - where Wilber pastors. That also is indescribable. I think I shed a year's tears. God's presence is so real in that church. It seems that He changes my life every year through the services at Pearl Haven. I remember clearly the night that He spoke to my heart and I knew that I would return to Uganda.

As I was praying this morning, I remembered so many of you who have supported our work these past six years - your faces and names were flashing past and I spent time thanking God for you. Without people donating books, time, and funding - the libraries would't be possible. With a full heart, please accept my thanks and love. Together we are making a huge difference in thousands and thousands of young people's lives. God has provided exactly who and what we have needed over the years. 19 libraries later, He is still doing exactly that. Again, thank you!

Special love sent across the ocean to my three beautiful daughters - Kim, Donita, and Lindy. I am so glad I'm their mom! A hug sent your way.

Trudy

On the move in Uganda

2010-07-02T08:12:00.002-05:00

We have been on the move here in Uganda! We spent Wednesday morning at Uplands High School. Their library is working well. We met again this year with the Student Christian Fellowship during their noon 'service.' Those young people love singing, moving, drumming, and sharing the Lord. Definitely an inspiring time.

In the afternoon, we moved to Namirembe Primary. They had planned a welcome for the team, attended by all the students and teachers. They had a special music leader in attendance who led the students in some active, fun songs - such as "JOY" (for those who know that song.) This is our 'home' school in Uganda, so it is always great to be there with friends we have known for five years. In the evenings, we often walk from the hotel to Namirembe and sing/visit with the boarding students.

While we were at Namirembe, I spotted a young man eating porsha (a thick white oat substance) with beans and small fish on top. The fish was complete - eyes, etc. They put these fish out in the sun to dry; they are then ready to eat. Since we have a couple of squeamish eaters in our group (especially Bonnie), I asked for one of the young man's fish and took it in the office. I then told the group that would be part of our lunch. Their expressions were priceless. I then dropped the fish in my mouth and ate it. You should have heard the groans. Bonnie immediately yelled that she is a vegetarian. It was great fun!

Yesterday we arrived at King's College (a high school) around 10:00am. They decided to have the grand opening of the library at 4:00pm. Between those times, we unpacked about 4,000 books, put them in Dewey order, shelved the books, hung maps and signage. We were ready for the opening right at 4:00! Believe me - it was intense! I heard Leigh Ann say at one time, "This is overwhelming." She was right! However, we have a system in place that works after six years of providing libraries, and we can move quickly. Many of our headmasters and librarians were at the opening. There were speeches from student leaders and other 'honored' guests. I thought I would take time during the day to write down some thoughts - but got to busy. However, I remember Sarah Okumu's headmistress saying the books are a handshake of love. So, I threw that in - saying that the libraries are a handshake of love; a handshake of friendship; and a handshake of a partnership that will last many years. Ahhhh - quick thinking. I know! My team didn't even go to sleep during the speech.

We are off to restock a library in Mukono today. It is the school that is home to about 50 blind children, as well as many with sight. Tomorrow we will visit the clinic/hospital that houses the medical library we are donating this year - thanks to Dr. Michael Regan, and many other physicians in Austin.

Need to go...my love and best wishes sent your way!

Trudy

The latest from Uganda

2010-06-29T19:58:00.004-05:00

Greetings from my "other" home!

I must tell you - miracles do happen! On Sunday, I picked up a heavy box of books and swung it around, which was not a good move. I could barely walk after that. In fact, I had to hold on to a wall to walk down steps. The team was coming the next day, so I knew it would be a huge problem if I had to spend a few days in bed or barely moving. That night I was in such pain I was taking pain pills and still hurting. I prayed that evening, and ask several others to pray, as well. The next morning, I woke up and went to meet the team - without any pain! Truly, it had to be a touch from God.

Last Friday, I went to the wedding of one of the teachers from Namirembe Primary. It was on the shores of Lake Victoria, a beautiful setting. The Ugandans have huge weddings, sometimes over 1,000 people. All of their extended families come. Because they have so many children, the extended family can be hundreds of people. Also, every person they work with attends, along with every member of their church(es). I counted 32 cakes at this wedding - plus they served a full meal. Chairs were set up under a tent for the bride's family - one for the groom's family - another for friends, plus one for the bride and groom. Each one looked like something out a Cinderella storybook ... with lights surrounding each. All of their friends donate for wedding expenses. That is the custom. It was all beautiful and lasted about seven hours from start to finish. :)

On Sunday, I went to church at the Watoto Church, which is attended by the grown children of Jane (Namirembe headmistress). Last year, we had the children's choir from Watoto at my school in concert, so it was nice to attend their church once more. It has been a wonderful week staying with Jane and Noah in their home. Every day has been spent sharing with classes at the various schools, and spending time with our librarians.

The second team arrived safely. They went to work upon arrival and created our 17th library - the African Children's Choir Laurel Library! (Laurel after my school Laurel Mountain Elementary). It is beautiful; the kids' mouths simply dropped open as they stared at what came together so quickly. The Herff Jones Company once again donated maps and globes for the new libraries, so we have been able to put up a beautiful world wall map and African map in each library.

The kids had an assembly when we arrived to welcome us - opening with beautiful worship choruses. After the completion of the library, we met again and various ones spoke about how much they appreciate their new library. We were also fortunate to listen to even more beautiful singing. Those kids can sing the roof off! What a treat! The team went back to the hotel for needed rest after their long trip. I stayed and met with each class so the students could begin using their library immediately ... knowing it's organization, and the process of borrowing.

It was great fun to meet with Lynne Dobson at the African Children Choir school. If you remember, she is the lady from Austin that raised funding last year to supply over 500 wheelchairs for the disabled here in Uganda. During the year, we are always going to meet, but get too busy - and here we are together once more in Uganda! She is a wonderful person with a big heart. Lynne is also a fantastic photographer. Some of her pictures of the opening of the choir's library are posted on our website (www.librariesoflove.org).

This Illinois team, and others in their church, have sponsored 36 students from Namungoona Primary the last few years - paying their school fees and lunches. Today most of the students came in the library together to express their thanks through words and song. It was very touching (tears ...); many probably wouldn't be attending school if not for this support. The ladies then went on home visits with several of the students. The team came back overwhelmed by the gratitude of the parents/guardians. It is hard for us to even realize what it would be like not to be able to send all of your children to school. Their generous support is making a difference.

This is becoming much too long, so I will sign off.

My love and best wishes to you from a country where I truly feel at home, though I miss my family and friends in America.

A special "Hello" to Ashlyn, Lauren, Jada, Brooke, Sheala, Justin, Tyler, and Dani - my amazing grandchildren. My love is sent to you across the ocean. :)

Trudy

The lime green chicken bus

2010-06-29T19:29:00.001-05:00

June 25, 2010 ...

Friends, I made it to Lira just fine. The bus wasn't too bad. I sat by a larger man who took up 1 1/2 seats - so I was squeezed, but he was nice. By the end of the trip, I thought I would need to propose marriage - as it seemed we were
practically intimate while traveling.

I visited a school in Lira. The headmaster and family made me welcome. However, he didn't understand my English at all, so decided to leave today instead.

I took the first available bus back to Kampala. The bus was large, and lime green, with a black top. The ride is interesting along the roads, as there are so many thatched roof huts with people outside relaxing. Actually, there is something to be said for the way they sit outside and visit the whole neighborhood. :) Many of the schools didn't have windows and doors. The smell of charcoal was/is ever present because it's what everyone uses for cooking.

Anyway - back to the bus. The bus was totally crowded with people standing down the middle, plus four people standing down on the stairs by the door. However, we stopped constantly along the road and our conductor threw open the door and invited more people. I must say though; we almost had as many chickens and roosters as people. They were all over in the bus and down under the bus in the hold, as well. I thought roosters only crowed in the morning - but, no - they "cock-a-doodle-doo" on crowded buses. Someone's chicken was in the aisle and must have been stepped on because it went crazy screaming.

We stopped at every little town and hordes of people rushed the bus to sell things through the windows - meat on sticks, roasted corn, nuts, chicken, water, soda, fruit - and chickens and roosters! The lady by me said they were asking too much for a chicken - $7.50, otherwise I'm sure I would have bought one. There was a young girl with a baby across from me. Her parents had been killed by rebels in the war. The baby was by a teacher and she was going to find him in a different town. I'm sure she was not over 13. She was really beautiful. Sad!

A bus the day before had been robbed and some people headed to Lira were killed, so I was happy my bus made it safely to Kampala. Billy (Wilber and Sarah's nephew) met me at the bus park and we had a chicken burger and fries at a shopping center which was near. (The original Shop-Rite, for those who have been here)

I need to go meet Jane, as school is over. Wednesday evening we had our evening African milk tea - with grasshoppers.

I know you hate you are missing all of this - and I am loving that I got to ride on that crazy bus and eat grasshoppers. It doesn't get much better. :)

Best wishes!

Trudy

First team ends stay in Uganda

2010-06-23T12:50:00.004-05:00

Greetings! Our wonderful LOL team should have arrived home yesterday! They left early for the airport - had a flat on the way - fixed it, and ten minutes later - another flat! They had to unload from the large van and take small matutus (small, dirty window vans) Maybe God really wanted them to stay in Uganda!

So much to share ... but will try to stay short. I am now at a different school each day. Yesterday, I met with 20 classes at Kitebi Primary, and 14 classes the day before at Ugandan Martyrs Primary. I went over the organization of the library, how to use a shelf marker, the process to borrow a book, and before each class left, we sang "Making Melodies" - their favorite song. The kids are so excited about the libraries. If you could only see the eyes and smiles. Wow! Today some of the classes were 100+. They were so proud when they walked out with their books! At Ugandan Martyrs, I had an interesting lunch. I was served in the home of several Catholic "Brothers" who live on the school grounds and work/teach/lead the Ugandan Martyrs Primary and Secondary schools, though they are government schools.

I am reminded of what one of our volunteers, Ken Anderson, said when he arrived and looked at the libraries. He simply stated, "This is tangible." So true - a gift and partnership that will last and change lives. The first class I shared with yesterday was first graders. Right in the front was a little boy with whom our team fell in love - a skinny little boy with glasses. I believe his name is Paul. He was beaming because he felt like we were personal friends. I almost cried knowing how much he meant to the team. He waited at the gate at the end of the day to tell me goodbye. Ahhhhhhhh. (My team is now crying) :) At every school, pupils have come to me and asked for the team members by name. The team made such an impact, by giving of not just their time - but their hearts.

Billie, Paul, and I went to visit Derrick's home (the boy from the bus). It was in the slums - a small, mud, brick home. They were so thrilled that we visited. I liked what Paul told Derrick when he tried to apologize for his home. He told Derrick he should be proud of what he has, and of his family (mom and brother), because God has provided for him. Derrick had to quit school after 6th grade because he didn't have funding for school fees. He is now 19. A young girl at the Mukasas, Rasheda, is 13 and would need to start in the 4th grade, but hasn't been to school because they don't have funds. Our librarian, Betty, in Mbale had to quit school after 10th grade. She is now in her early 20s, but would like to finish high school, but doesn't have enough money. So many needs ... .

Sunday when I was visiting children at Namirembe Primary, (after helping peel matoke bananas for their lunch) they told me that black skin is thicker because it doesn't turn red when it is pinched. However, their insides are softer, which is why they dance better. They felt of my hair and said it wasn't natural. Black curly hair is natural. :) I have promised to meet with them again at the school this coming Sunday to continue our conversation, plus they are teaching me songs in their language, Luganda.

I am staying in the home of Noah and Jane Semugoma. She is the headmistress at Namirembe Primary, which houses our first library. They are truly wonderful, kind people. I feel at "home." Last night their small Bible study group met, which was my third year to meet with this group. Pflugerville Community Church ladies had made and sent beautiful bookmarks, each with a scripture. I was able to let the Bible study group choose their favorite. They were thrilled and read and re-read to see which they should keep. Thank you PCC!

Today I am at Bat Valley Primary. Tomorrow morning I will meet with the Commissioners of Education in downtown Kampala. In the afternoon, I will hop on a bus and be off to a city in northern Uganda, Lira. This town has only had a couple years of peace, as they are located where war was taking place for 20 years. Thousands of children were kidnapped and forced to serve as rebel soldiers. Others were used for sex by the soldiers. There are huge camps of refugees at Lira. Please keep my safety in your prayers as I travel. I will stay with the headmaster of a school and his family. It is a five hour trip from Kampala.

My best wishes to each of you. Please keep our second team in your prayers as they travel from Illinois and arrive Monday. They will complete three libraries, plus restock an existing library.As they say in Uganda ... God is good - all the time. / All the time - He is good.

My best wishes,
Trudy

Trudy - lost in Africa

2010-06-19T15:35:00.005-05:00

I had an adventure today!

The team is at Murchison Falls, so I had some free time. On my first trip in 2001, I spent time with some good friends, the Mukasas, who live probably three miles - if you travel down, down, down on dirt roads, paths, and between houses. Even farther down is a home where I stayed two weeks during the first trip. I have been back to these homes, but always with my Ugandan friend, Margaret. Today, I decided I could find them alone, so off I went. What fun to just start walking! I found the Mukasas and got to see again their granddaughter named after my granddaughter, Ashlyn. I then went on to the other home. On the way back up the hills, I took a wrong turn, which I realized quickly. However, I decided to just keep trekking through paths between houses, to see where I would end up! As it started getting late, I decided I'd better ask directions and head back. I made it, though sweating badly, as the hills are steep.

I love being lost; it is so relaxing!

Paul was making fun of me. Rachel, his sister, was having a hard time crossing the horrendous traffic. I walked out in the street and stuck out my arm/hand to stop the traffic. A boda driver looked at me with a shocked expressions - like ... are you crazy; he then laughed and went around. I decided I'd better dodge traffic and get out of the way before I was a smashed muzungu.

The team made it safely to Murchison and had a relaxing evening in camp yesterday. They called today and they were looking for wildlife. I hope they don't see a leopard. That just wouldn't be right! I've probably been on eight safaris - and haven't seen one yet!

The team met Thursday evening, as tomorrow evening when they return it will be late and they will need to prepare to leave for the airport Monday morning. It was inspiring to listen to the different ones share about how the trip was life-changing. I wish I could share all of the conversations with you, but it isn't possible as this would be too long, so I will send a few for now.

After we played various games with the students at Kitebi Primary, a little boy said to Anne, "Everytime I go to the library, I will remember this day!" I told the team that if we just came, created libraries, and left, I would feel as though we failed. It is not only the libraries that are important. The interaction with the children and adults is equally important. They need to feel our love for them and know that it will be lasting, because it is Christ's love being transferred through our volunteers. The headmaster of Wambwa Primary walked with a couple members of our team for a home visit. He told those in the home, "I have never had a muzungu visit my home. You are blessed." I think those on the team would all agree - we are the ones who are blessed!

One of our young people (Sam), gave away his Bible. He had said he wanted to keep it because it had his notes in it. However, he ending up giving it to a lady at our hotel. He was amazed as she clutched it to her chest and broke out in a huge smile. Sam talked about how we take the Bible for granted - but it is a treasure to those here. Paul also donated his Bible to a young lady at the hotel in Mbale. While we are all sitting eating, she came up to tell Paul she had been praying for him (his shoulder). Ahhhhhhh

Paul was with me Friday, as I met with the staff at Kasubi Primary. After the staff meeting, I met with many classes to share how their library is organized and how to borrow books. The students are so excited. Starting Monday, I will be at a different school each day. Time to go to work!

Friday evening, I had dinner with Richard Sennoga, his wife, Grace, and son, Isaac. Richard works with the United Nations Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs and also is involved with the Ugandan Library Association. It was interesting to visit about our libraries and what is happening here with the government / libraries.

Time to stop before this is too long. Everything and everyone is well here. Paul and I are looking forward to getting up early and attending church.

My best wishes and love sent your way from a country and people who are truly inspiring!

Trudy

Note: From Volunteers Director Scott Porter's blog: "We saw lions, elephants, and giraffe today as well as numerous types of antelope, cape buffalo, birds and warthogs. The leopard continues to elude us but they tell us they have been seen in recent days."

More News from Uganda

2010-06-16T19:46:00.009-05:00

I am sitting at a cafe overlooking Kampala City. It is a city built on 7 hills - so all the lights are beautiful. I read in the paper today that 93% of those who live in Kampala live in the slums ... but tonight it looks great, and I am enjoying a cup of African milk tea. What a life!

The team visited several of our schools in Mbale: Wambwa Primary, North Roads Primary, and Mbale Secondary. They played sports at the schools and went in classrooms singing and visiting with the students. It is fun to go back to schools that have had libraries for a few years. If we wave our thumbs in the air, the kids burst out laughing and singing Making Melodies in My Heart! It is definitely their favorite song!

At Mbale Secondary, the team played volleyball - in the rain - and then started playing soccer. Paul (my son-in-law and Libraries of Love Facilities Director) crashed and broke his collarbone! We went to the hospital, where the shoulder was x-rayed and put in a sling. We sent a picture of the x-rays to Donita. The orthopedic doctor in Texas said it will be fine until he gets home, as long as it is stationary.

The team went on home visits with students from Wambwa. Ken and Karl Anderson had the longest walk. Their child lived 1 1/2 hours from the school. Ken said the walk itself was interesting, seeing the cows, goats, chickens, ladies sorting rice, cornfields, beans growing, and rice fields. The tiny mud huts seem something you would see in movies - then to actually be visiting in them is always touching. The parents are happy to meet the muzungus (white people) and are so appreciative of having their children's school lunches paid.

Last night, several students from my school, Laurel Mountain Elementary, skyped with students from Namatala Primary at Wilber and Sarah's home. It was great. I think the students in Texas were surprised that students here go from 7am - 6pm, and do all the work of keeping the school grounds and rooms clean. Two of the students, Enoc and Faith, stayed late to skype with a second group. They are fifth grade students. It was dark when we finished, so I had someone drive the kids home. I wanted to visit with the parents and explain why they were late. Herbert (a member of Wilber's church) waited in the car while I threaded my way through the mud/stick homes to Faith's home. Her father spoke good English and took me to meet the family.

Next, we headed for Enoch's. It was many miles down dirt roads, which seemed almost paths. His home was inside one door, with only a piece of cloth over it - located in a long retangular mud/stick building, with three other openings - which were homes. The room was the size of perhaps my bathroom. They had only one chair, which was slatted. The dad had to sit on the edge of a twin bed.

A small coffee table in the middle had a lantern perched on it. The room was so tiny, there really wasn't room for another chair. I stood to visit. They had no water or toilets, of course. Enoch is such a bright boy; it was hard to look at the conditions he returns to after a long day at school. At times, the conditions here are difficult to digest - and truly continue to roll over in your mind for hours...days/years afterwards. I got up early to go to Enoch's school to explain to his teacher why he probably didn't have his homework finished. I plan on continuing to check on him, and Faith, as well.

Tuesday night the Okumus (Wilber and Sarah) had the team over, with their church people serving dinner on tables out on the lawn. It was a beautiful evening. After eating, Sarah led us in several worship choruses, and Wilber shared a short scripture and spoke to the team about what a blessing they have been to people here. Truly a special evening! It is always hard for my volunteers to leave the Okumus, as they become fast friends.

Tonight I met with the lawyer that is handling the adoption of Mercy. She is being adopted by my nephew and his wife, Cody and Melissa Busby. My friend, Margaret, a Ugandan nurse, met me in town later, and we did the native thing, weaving our way through the markets and traveling in matatus. I always love my evenings out with her, seeing the real Ugandan side of Kampala.

I hope all is well in your world. We are having a grand adventure! Blessings to each of you!

Trudy

News from Uganda

2010-06-15T01:52:00.001-05:00

URGENT NEED - and then news

We want to supply reading textbooks for the schools in Uganda. This year, the schools in Texas are getting new textbooks. Libraries of Love can have out-of-adoption books from two school districts. Our schools in Uganda would think it a miracle if they had class sets of books - instead of no reading texts. We have accepted many pallets of texts already and have rented two storage spaces. If you know of anyone that could donate storage until February, then we would be able to take even more. The donor could use the storage as a tax write-off, since we are a nonprofit. Please be praying for us about this, as we need to find space quickly. If you know of a space, please contact Donita at 244-1364 or 699-1364

News:
The team has been amazing. As I wrote earlier, three days of travel and then 12 hours of work the following day to complete our first library. The next two days were the same, and we now have our three newest libraries. Until you see the bare rooms turned into absolutely beautiful libraries, overflowing with books, it is hard to imagine that it can happen in a day. The details that have to be completed, building the bookshelves, sorting thousands of book using the Dewey Decimal system, labeling each shelf, putting up signage, etc. goes like clockwork.

The team has also managed time outside with kids playing sports, reading, and visiting. The appreciation and excitement of the students gives the team the stamina and enthusiasm to complete each day's work.

This is the first year that we have truly faced numerous problems. The airline travel was grueling, followed by missing tools, Wilber having car problems - delaying the arrival of more tools. One volunteer became sick and couldn't travel, another was robbed in Italy last week and had to cancel her trip, another had to have emergency tooth surgery (but did arrive a few days later). Our hotel in Mbale had bottomed out since last year causing us to arrive and depart the same evening. That said ... what an amazing trip it has been. God knew the perfect group we needed. Team members have not complained once. They just took on each task with a smile. I can't say enough positive things about them!

While in Kampala, Wilber gave me a special surprise. Many of you know the story of the 18-year-old guy I met on the bus last year as I traveled from Mbale to Kampala. He was extremely dirty, looking like a street child. He had never sat by a muzungu (white person), so he wanted to sit by me. By the end of the trip, we had joined hands and prayed. Derrick accepted Christ as his savior. Last week, in Kampala, Wilber and I walked into a store - and there was Derrick waiting for me! We spent time together. He is as excited about being a Christian as he was from the beginning. I will go meet his mom and brother next week. What a treat! Derrick went with us to the school in which we were working. I went in the library and then came out to see Derrick and Caleb (a young man from Kansas), holding hands, walking down the hill, and then sitting under a tree to talk. (Holding hands with friends is common here.) I cried!

We had three grand openings Friday with speeches, singing, dancing, dignitaries, etc. Later, we met with all the principals and librarians from the Kampala area, and I was able to share the beginning of Libraries of Love - and also, their part in making the libraries a success.

Saturday, the group spent the afternoon at Sisiyi Falls for a much needed break! Most of the group made it to the top of the falls. It was truly an oasis after a week of hard work. We spent the afternoon with Mercy, a beautiful one-year-old girl that my nephew, Cody, and his wife, Melissa, are adopting. We first saw Mercy last year, soon after she was born. Melissa was with us - and fell in love with her. She is a doll - truly!

Sunday, I was once again reminded of the blessings that pour over you every time you are in Pearl Haven Church. It is simply home! What a service. Those Ugandans can sing and dance, plus Wilberforce is a tremendous speaker! I wish all of you could have been here.

Closing on a funny note: Our 'younger' volunteers and Wilber's nephew, Lawrence, are doing a puppet play in a children's church service we will conduct Sunday afternoon. I had never met Lawrence, so at the hotel Saturday this young man was standing by Wilber. I shook hands and told 'Lawrence' hello. He was very pleasant. A few minutes later, I pulled out a copy of the script for the puppet play and went to 'Lawrence', going over his part, which is the lead. He read through it; I told him he should go over it in the evening and be ready for practice Sunday. He agreed. I then go with Wilber and Sarah to their home, where I'm staying - and met the real Lawrence! I have no clue who the other young man was - but he was nice. I hope he enjoyed the script of Green Eggs and Ham - Christian style!

Something new - one of our young men woke up to a mouse on his chest! Yikes!

Monday the team went on home visits with children that have had school lunches furnished by Bethany Methodist Church in Austin. The next few days will be spent visiting schools that house our previous libraries.

Thank you for your prayers. The journey has been all that we hoped for - and more ... .

God bless,
Trudy

Team 1 arrives in Uganda after long trip

2010-06-08T18:33:00.003-05:00

After flying for 25 hours (normally just 18 hours) and sitting through 23 hours of layovers (normally 15) the team finally arrived in Uganda late Monday evening. They got up the next morning and walked down to Namirembe Primary, the school that received the first Library of Love, to enjoy an energized ceremony and playtime with the students.

Then, the team traveled to the Kasubi Primary to begin the creation of this year's first library. Pastor Wilberforce had planned to be there this morning, but was having car trouble. He did finally arrive before nightfall.

More later,

Trudy

Wrap-up (Uganda) in the words of the children ... Enjoy!

2009-08-15T16:18:00.001-05:00

Friends and Family,

I'm sorry to be so late sending this final email about the trip. I do have a few funny things to share and many wonderful happenings, as well. I will try to keep it short.

*Two young kids shared about books they had read from the library and the lesson learned:

Cinderella - "I learned that because she was late - she was chosen.' (I had to laugh at this because Ugandans don't keep time. They usually are late.)

The Three Little Pigs - The lesson I learned was that mothers should not send their childen out when they are young!

*Two precious notes I was given by students at Namungoona Primary School:

1st Note: Thank you libraries of love for giving us books. Those books have helped us to read and to understand how to write...and we can read to our mothers and feel good in our hearts. May God bless you.

2nd Note: Thank you for showing us your love. You showed us that you wanted us to learn how to read and write. Now we know how. You showed the whole school love. Your presence is always felt at school. Where would we have got that library if it wasn't for you? Our books are safe, we read them and enjoy. Every time when I start reading a book, I thank God for bringing you from the USA to our school so that you could give us these books - and I also pray to God so that he can give you everything you want so that you can give us more books.

A note about Derrick, the young man from the bus ride:

I worried that Derrick would lose the paper with Wilber's phone number before he returned to Mbale. However, he called Wilber from Kampala the week after we prayed on the bus; he was very excited about returning to Mbale and meeting Wilber! Cheers!

Another funny/blessing: The pastor at Bethany Methodist evidently told the story of my bribing a policeman with a Bible. A man that works for my school district came to my school and presented me with a new Bible to replace the one I 'donated.' :) I didn't know he attended Bethany, so I had to laugh. I told him (Glen Legge) that I'm hoping to have 180 new Bibles donated for next year, so that we can place 10 new ones in each of our 18 libraries for the teachers to check-out. Today, I had an email from a lady that heard me speak at Lakeway Church who wants to purchase 10 Bibles; with Glenn's, I am now down to 169! It will happen!

The Libraries of Love Board met last week and had to listen to me go on and on and on ... about how great the libraries are doing. We have become so much 'smarter' over the past few years by doing the following: new librarians now serve a 'practicum' at one of our established libraries before their library is even created; we have a 'head librarian' in Mbale and Kampala which other libraries can go to for advice and support (though the one in Kampala is the actual lead librarian for both cities); and, we set in place librarian meetings at the end of each three month term. These changes have made a huge difference. The libraries are truly awesome, with approximately 21,500 students reading books!

Both teams this year were amazing. They were busy creating libraries, but always found time for the kids and our Ugandan friends. These teams were the first to make home visits. Even better - these visits were to homes in which our volunteers had raised support to pay for the childrens' school lunches/fees. The thanks they received was overwhelming.

After the libraries were finished, volunteers sang songs and shared the love of Christ with approximately 15,000 students. A fantastic summer ... !

Many things are on the LOL agenda. We are already working on our next five libraries. In fact, we have had so many donations, we have set up computers in my home (in the den/garage room) so that groups or individuals can prepare the books here in the evenings and on weekends. Other groups, like Dell, will still work at my school during the week (Thanks, Jan.)

For now, I am proposing Thursday evenings as a work time in my home. If you are free and can spend an hour or two working, please send me an email and I will be thrilled to have your company. It is mostly typing and sorting - not difficult, just time consuming.

Our annual BBQ will be held Nov. 13th at Immanuel Lutheran Church in Pflugerville, so please put that on your calendar.

We will soon be posting new pictures of the trip on the website. Also, we are hoping to send an electonic newletter, perhaps once a month, to keep everyone updated on the latest happenings.

Thank you for your prayers and support.

Blessings,

Trudy

Last email - PLEASE READ

2009-07-25T11:54:00.000-05:00

This will be my last email from Uganda, though I will follow up with some pictures and a note when I get home. I would like to share a few things with you, as I close out this year's mission.

The story of two of our newest librarians:
Betty from Wambwa School is 22 and truly beautiful. Her family lived where they were having war in the North. One of her brothers told the other brother that if he would take Betty to Mbale, where she would be safe, he would pay for her schooling. Betty had just completed 10th grade. The brother and his wife agreed and brought her to Mbale. This brother is a doctor - and a drunk. He kept the money and never allowed Betty to return to school. She has had to keep house, and is still amazed that the brother let her take this job as our librarian. He also didn't/doesn't want her to go to church. He will lock her out at times or beat her very badly if she goes - though she goes anyway. Her faith radiates from her. She shares Christ with anyone that will listen. Yesterday the school didn't provide lunch. Betty went home after school; there was no food, and she didn't have money to buy any. Tonight I sat beside her at church and listened as she sang and worshipped, understanding that she wasn't sure what would happen when she arrived home. Simply put - I sobbed throughout the service wishing I could put my arms around her and make everything better. What kind of deep faith must one have to persevere through punishment - with a smile - and still love Jesus with all your heart. I feel so short of that type of faith - but so desperately want to have it.

Wilber and I had not discussed Betty, but his sermon was truly a message from above. He preached that when you hold onto your faith, despite happenings, God will 'disturb' someone and He will use that person to work a miracle for you. I had talked to Sarah before church about helping Betty find a place of her own where I can pay the rent for at least a year. A single person here can get a room for 50,000 schillings ($25) a month. Sarah is concerned that the brother will come after Betty and beat her even worse if she leaves. I am telling you the story so that you will keep Betty in your prayers. If you met her, you would fall in love with her. I will send a picture later. Please pray.

Hajera, is our 21 year old librarian at Namakwekwe Primary. She is outstanding, already holding reading contests,etc. I took her with me today to Namatala Primary, as she is able to whip out schedules (even for 3,600 students), which would take me all day. She reminds me of Betty, in that she has such a sweet spirit about her. She is living with a younger sibling that she is trying to keep in school. Hajera had to drop our of school after 11th grade because she couldn't pay school fees. Her mother lives in a village, with four other young children; their father died last month. The school management committee said they would pay her a decent salary; her headmistress cut the salary to 30,000 schillings ($15) per month. Her house payment is double that amount, though the home is tiny with two small rooms (actually it is located in a rectangular building - each door being a different home. I will spend tomorrow visiting the management committee or the education office to see what I can get done about the salary. Other librarians are making 60,000 - 70,000 schillings a month, which is not bad here. But, Hajera and her sister cannot live on $15 a month. Please keep this situation in your prayers as well.

One funny note - remember the hats that I was so excited about buying for my grandsons. If you remember, I was babbling on about them to the policeman who stopped our van, because they have the colors of the Ugandan flag. Wilber looked at the hats last night and laughed. Not only do the hats say Rastafarian on them - the leaf prints all over them are marijuana leaves! Marijuana is illegal here, so if my bags were searched at the airport - it would not look good for me. Sorry, Tyler and Justin!

Time to close. Tomorrow I will be busy trying to make it back to all six schools, and then be packing in the evening. Friday, I will spend the night with Livingstone and Ruth Nkoyoyo in Mukono. Their school (which also has blind children) received one of our libraries this summer. Saturday I will be back in Kampala to take care of some things; Sunday I will pack; Monday it is off to Texas!

Am I anxious to see family and friends? Yes. Do I want to leave? No. I don't know how to describe it to you except that these friends and this culture seem to have, over the past six years, seeped deep into my soul. It is my calling; leaving plays havoc with my heart.

Thank you for listening. I know at times the emails were much too long.

May God bless each of you.

Trudy

Witchcraft, pigs riding a boda, and a BABY!

2009-07-25T11:47:00.003-05:00

July 17-20

I will try to keep this short, but there is so much happening.

My eighth grandchild has been born - Daniella Marie Ortega. It was an interesting night.

Jennifer Martin remained in Uganda after the other volunteers left. She had been staying at Archbishop Livingstone Nkoyoyo’s orphanage/school in Mukono. Jennifer had been vomiting through the night and day, so I had a friend from the school bring her to Kampala and met them at the International Hospital. The doctor decided she had food poisoning, perhaps from something she had eaten at a restaurant. They were very professional, used sterile needles, etc., so the hospital visit was fine … though the sheet was stained with dirt, and the poor little doctor was wearing a coat that was totally frayed and tattered. Since Donita was having the baby the same night, I was dashing between checking on Jennifer and rushing outside to call and see if the baby was born. They released Jennifer at 2:30 in the morning. I arranged a private hire (taxi) and took her for a good night’s sleep at a nearby hotel. The hotel was decent, and we each had a single room for 16,000 schillings - $8.00. Donita had the baby about 4:00 in the morning Uganda time. Donita, baby, and Jennifer were all fine - praise God.

Now that my granddaughter has been born, I will share some sad news about a couple of babies. Our hotel manager in Mbale’s wife went to the hospital to have a baby while we were there. Also, his brother’s wife went the same night to give birth. Apollo’s baby was born healthy, but was dead the next morning. The brother’s baby died in the womb that night. Same doctor; same hospital. Our team took up a collection for Apollo to help with the burials. Sad!

Another night, a petrol truck flipped and blew up a short distance from our hotel. Even worse, a matatu crowded with people was following closely and drove into the flames. Many died. They showed a little boy the next night on television that looked totally burned. The picture has stayed with me and bothered me so much; I feel so badly for those people. A good friend, Margaret, works here in the burn unit. Their care is nothing compared to that in the States.

(**Our teams do not ride in matatus and we make sure our driver’s are careful.)

Our favorite carpenter in Kampala, Jaffer, wanted me to visit his home, which is where his workshop is located. He said it was close to Namirembe School. Margaret came to go with me, as we had agreed to spend the day together. (Margaret took a week off work when I first went to Uganda in 2001, stayed with me, and was my ‘tour’ guide. We had tons of fun as I adjusted to Ugandan life.) The three of us climbed into a crowded matatu, which whizzed down the road at a fast rate. When riding matatus (dilapidated white window vans), you have to be prepared because they stop often. The ‘conductor’ throws open the van door and yells out their destination. People are always crawling in and out, so you have to move about and adjust. The driver is off before the door is even shut - speed demons that they are.

We traveled for about 25 minutes and then got off the matatu, only to find we then had to take bodas (motorcycle taxis) to where Jaffer lives. The dirt road/path wound through numerous mud homes and small storefronts, and through banana trees. It was a great ride. For awhile, a boda was riding beside me. They had placed a piece of wood on the back. On the wood was two, big black and white pigs, each tied down with their heads facing different directions. Oh my!

Jaffer showed me the book cabinets that he has started that will be placed in Bat Valley and Namagoona Schools. He said they were delayed because he had been sick. He went on to tell me that someone had put some witchcraft spells on him. He even had to move out of Kampala to get away. However, he is better so he thinks he has almost rubbed them out. Jaffer is a Muslim, but has gone to church with us twice when we were building in Kampala.

I later ask our driver from the hotel, who is a Christian, about this. He became very serious and said that his brother-in-law that doesn’t like him took his shirt and pants and put a witchcraft spell on him intended to make him ‘mad/crazy.’ Emmanuel said he was scared and went to the church to have the pastor pray for him.

This is not unusual in Uganda. Many believe and practice witchcraft here. Sometimes people are stoned because others think they are putting spells on them. It is another reason we feel it is so important to share with them the story of Jesus, and God’s love for them, after the libraries are completed.

Saturday, I had finished visiting all the schools I needed to in Kampala. Wilberforce was coming to Kampala because Sunday was visiting day at their son’s boarding school. He picked me at Namirembe Primary, and we then spent the night in an odd place. A member of Wilber’s church is the Chief of Staff of all the Land Forces (military) in Uganda. Wilber had arranged for me to meet Charles once before in the States. Charles has a big insignia on the front of his large car and traffic moves over for him, plus police always help him as he passes. He met us at a restaurant and I was invited to ride with him, with Wilber following in his car. We had two army guys in the front seat, and another in a seat behind us. Charles and his wife’s home is on an army base in a nice barracks. They do have a large, comfortable living area and dining room, with rooms down the hall. They are planning on building soon. It was interesting to pass through the gates into the compound, etc. My room was nice with a bed with four posts. I think the mattress must have been military though - hard. :)

The funniest thing was that Charles was sleeping across the hall with his door shut. His alarm went off at 3:45, because he had to travel to an engagement. I thought it was my alarm, so I am sitting on the floor throwing everything out of my big bag. Finally, I found my alarm at the bottom - and it wasn’t ringing! (Charles was previously the Attache for the Ugandan military to the United States. His family is still in the States where he has two children - one graduated last year from high school; the other graduates this year.)

The next morning, two of his men attended church with us before we left for Billy Paul’s visiting day. I first met Billy Paul when he was 11; he is now 17 and an absolutely handsome young guy.

I will stop there, as I was hoping to keep this short. I visited three of our libraries today in Mbale, and all is going well … kids are reading many books. Sarah Okumu is finishing her final paper this week and then will receive her Masters degree in Education Administration. She would like out of the classroom and wants to work for the Ministry of Education.

My mornings are like this: I crawl out from under the mosquito netting, wash my clothes in a tub and hang them on the line, and then I am off down the dirt roads to schools. What more could I want :) - other than my kids and grandkids to be here with me. I do love it here.

Thank you for following my trip. I will be returning on the 28th. Continue to keep me in your prayers, as my days are long while I am working in the schools.

Love and best wishes,

Trudy

Brown feet and Libraries for 2010

2009-07-20T20:13:00.006-05:00

July 14-16

You know you have been in Uganda for a long time when you wash your feet with soap and they are still brown! I have been busy in Kampala traveling between our six libraries and visiting the five schools which will receive libraries next year.

I wish I could tell you a long, sad story about how I am staying in the slums, starving, etc. Actually, my team might be starving if they were here, as I am having matoke (green bananas wrapped in banana leaves and cooked over charcoal) at least two and sometimes three times a day. Most team members just can’t seem to develop a love of matoke and groundnut sauce. I can’t imagine that!

I have been staying with Jane and Noah Semugoma. She is the headmistress of Namirembe Primary, and Noah is the headmaster of Uplands High School. Noah’s father was a friend of the King and extremely wealthy. The Semugomas have a beautiful home that looks like a hotel resort, surrounded by a large compound wall. It is not the typical Ugandan home. However, it doesn’t have our modern appliances. It has a cookhouse where they cook over charcoal or wood. Staying here works well because I ride to work with Jane each morning and then it is easy to move between the schools in Kampala from her school. I am up at the latest by 6:30 to get ready to go work. The house is nice at night - but then it is back to the dirt roads, schools, and local markets. I must admit, I am rather tired at present.

The Semugomas are Anglican. Last year I was here when their Bible study group met in their home. This year, I was thrilled that I was here on Tuesday night once again and was able to meet with the same group. The scripture/chapter for the week was Proverbs 11 - in case you would like to check it out.

July 15th: I met with the Commissioner of Primary Education. Sarah Baziwe accompanied me. He was very welcoming and wanted to know all about our work in Uganda. He asked Sarah (former headmistress at Bat Valley) to make an appointment to go with him to all of our schools and see the libraries. She is also to deliver a full report on the work of Libraries of Love - including our present libraries, and next summer’s prospects, by Friday of this week. He will be writing a letter to the Internal Affairs Board recommending that we be given the legal status of an NGO (nonprofit orginization) with the government of Uganda. After meeting with Dr. Nakaada, I then met with the Permanent Secretary of Education, so it was a busy morning.

I might add here that this is the first time I have been able to spend a large amount of time with Sarah. My time with her has always been when I have been busy training in her library. It has been wonderful to get to really know her. She is a delightful lady!

After the meetings, I spent the morning at Bat Valley Primary and afternoon at Uplands High School. Bat Valley’s library is being well used, plus teachers were going in and out borrowing maps and globes. At Uplands, I was thrilled to be able to attend the Christian Fellowship once again. It meets during lunch time twice a week. It is impossible (once more) to find the right words to describe the feelings as I listened and watched as these young people worshipped, their voices swelling upwards, in a room that was totally full. I had to wipe tears as one young lady stood and told how difficult it has been to pay school fees, and how thankful she is to be able to attend school. She then sang a song about two hands and one heart that she has given to Jesus. What can I say? I wish you could have shared the moment.

Libraries for 2010:

Library # 1: On the 14th, I spent time looking at schools for 2010. Kitebi Day & Boarding School has 1,324 students. A favorite person of ours, Henry Kitwandwe, who was the Director of Students at Namirembe Primary, has been transferred to Kitebi, and we know he would keep a library running well.

Library #2: The former headmistress of Bat Valley Primary, Sarah Bazawe, has been transferred to Kiasubi C/U Primary School, which has 1,227 students, so that is our second choice for 2010.

Library #3: Many of our friends in education recommended the Ugandan Martyrs Primary School. It is also a public school, which has about 1,000 students. This school has a young enthusiastic headmaster and is probably the most well-painted and cleanest school of any. We will enjoy working with this young man, as we put together the 3rd library next year.

Library # 4: We have been fortunate to have permission from the African Children’s Choir to use their music on our DVD the past three years. They are building a new school in Entebbe and are thrilled at the prospect of receiving a library. Our 4th library will be smaller, as the school only has 150 students.

Library #5: I traveled on the 16th to the outskirts of Kampala to Kings College - Buda, which is one of the top rated high schools in all of Uganda. Our former headmaster from Mengo SS was transferred to this school, so we are doing a library for Patrick Bakka Mele, a good friend. I just returned from King’s College. Patrick has offered to put the library in a wonderful old church, which was built in the late 1800’s. It is in great shape and will be perfect for a library. Our high schools tend to want to put the libraries in huge study hall rooms where students are reading textbooks. This building will be perfect. King’s College has 1,200 students.

Actually those will be libraries 14 - 18. :)

Have a great day. Love to friends and family.

Trudy

Africa - few funnies

2009-07-13T21:34:00.003-05:00

Okay - I will just tell you! Jane Semengoma, headmistress of Namirembe School, just casually said, "Trudy, you have gotten fat since you have been in Uganda!." I walked down to the library where Sarah Baziwe, former headteacher of Bat Valley Primary sat. I asked, "Sarah, have I become fat since I've been here?" She laughed and said,"Yes, you have put on some fat. You needed to. Ugandan people love people who are bigger."

Now, for those who don't know me, I walk/jog every night at home, lift weights, and do about 50 sit-ups. I must admit - I did just meet Wilber today at a place called Nandos and ate a pizza and had ice cream! It was great!! And - yes, I did take my team there the last two days since we were in downtown Kampala. The ice cream lady even recognized me! Sad! Now you know - - the rest of the story. :)

When I have a team here and they stay in hotels, it seems every day - twice a day - they serve potatoes, rice, etc., all starches. This year, I have had two teams - so I have had hardly anything but starches for one month. Now I will move back into Ugandan homes, so perhaps the next two weeks will be considered a diet. NO - I will not send pictures!

The Illinois ladies left this morning. I will miss them. They are true servants - of God and people. I will miss their company. Jennifer is still here, staying this week at Besania orphanage in Mukono. I'm sure they are thrilled to have her with her educational background. She will finish setting up the library and have some classes borrow books. I appreciate her help.

Funnies:
I went to the laundry room at Namirembe Guest House to find the wash man in knee-high wading boots, doing a 'boogy-woogy' dance in a round washtub filled with clothes. He was stomping them good! It was really a hilarious sight. He says he only stomps the jeans to get them clean, but next to that tub was a tub of other clothes. Really, they came out great - perfectly clean! Maybe you should try it and save electricity!

I accidently walked in the wrong room at the hotel. There were two ladies, in separate twin beds. Each had a pop-up tent on top of the bed. They were inside their individual tents taking a nap. Now that is weird! The beds all have mosquito netting - so why a pop-up tent - unless they were worried about touching the sheets or bed. What an odd sight. I tried hard not to laugh as I backed out and went to my room.

Today I met with an attorney about filing as a non-profit with the government of Uganda. We need to do it to set up a bank account here and to make it easier bringing in items through customs. It will be lots of paperwork - but possible. Wilberforce needed to go to that attorneys office about something else, so he accompanied me.

But, let's back up a minute. Wilber picked me at Namirembe School in a van from an orphanage on which he is on the Board. We drove to the orphanage on the outskirts of Kampala. When we had finished visiting the orphanage, we walked down the road to catch what I thought would be a matatu to the attorney's office. Instead Wilber got us both a boda (motorcycle taxi). The attorney's office is in downtown Kampala! I have ridden many bodas around the outskirts of Kampala and in Mbale - but never through the downtown streets of Kampala! Only crazy people do that.

My driver was a speed demon. Wilber's could hardly keep up. We passed every boda on the roads! When there were two lanes of traffic almost touching, we were whizzing between cars/vans with me holding my knees in tight so I wouln't hit the vehicles on each side. If he couldn't buzz down the middle, he would almost scrape against the curb on the right - or left - and shove the cycle back in the middle of the traffic asap - but never stopping, always at break-neck speed. One bus, I was sure we had. I took my hand and shoved against the bus trying to lean us away from it! Unbelievable! Remind me to buy a helmet next time! Since I am still alive - I must say, I'm glad we did it! Wow!

Jane and I made a timetable for the next few days, so that I can return to our six Kampala libraries, plus those that are possibilities for next year (five). I will be on the move! Lots of works to do! Madame Marshall has been tossed out the window, and the teacher is now in place. :)

Hope all is well with you! A special hello to my teams! I can't wait to have more time to talk to you when I get back to share our adventures/memories once more!

Love,
Trudy

I think perhaps you'd better keep praying. :)

Hippo Happening - Africa

2009-07-10T12:46:00.004-05:00

July 9^th- 10^th

I have been busy showing the team some new sights! We went to Bujagali Falls, which is an awesome series of rapids, not far from the source of the Nile River. Lunch in Jinji Town was fun, as it is a tourist town - African style. Usually, we stop on the outskirts of Jinja as we drive from Kampala to Mbale, but I had been in Jinja during a couple of trips, so thought the ladies would enjoy shopping. Then we were off to Lake Mburo for a safari. Highlights included having to stop to let zebras cross in front of us; watching a mother zebra feed her baby; and, stopping as a huge hippo sauntered across the road. While chugging along on Lake Mburo, our boat was driving slowly. All of a sudden there were big thumps under the boat and it tipped a bit. We had floated on top of a hippo! Thank goodness the boat didn’t go over, or we might have been hippo hamburgers.

The following might not be really worth mentioning, but we did see hippos and goats making babies today- I know, it doesn’t take much to amuse us. J

Jennifer is off to Murchison Falls, as she had been to Lake Mburo with the last team. She will return tomorrow evening. She will love the trip. It is always a favorite with teams.

The road we took back this time from Mburo wound through many, many villages. It is unbelievable how difficult life is here … always / everywhere mud hut homes. It seems everyone you see is getting water at a well, women are walking with huge loads on their heads or working with hoes in the fields; kids taking baths in front of the houses in small wash tubs; endless men pushing huge, huge loads up hills on bicycles as they struggle to walk. I saw one young boy, probably 11 or 12 years old, pushing a bike with five gallon water jugs tied to it. He had a small boy, perhaps two years old, on the seat of the bike. The little boy had his arm wrapped tightly around his big brother’s neck, while the brother tried to balance the bike, water jugs, and his little brother - while walking barefoot up a hill. I read yesterday in the paper that 1 out of 3 Ugandans don’t have enough food to eat on a daily basis. As we travel it truly is, like I have described many times, being sucked into a National Geographic video, as we see the difficult, daily lives of people here.

When we returned to Wambwa School, a young girl came running toward Jennifer and totally lit up with a smile. She was one of the children Bethany Methodist had sponsored, paying for her school lunches. Jennifer, with another team member, had visited in her home, when the team was doing home visits. As I watched the young girl, I realized how important the home visits had been to the students. Many, many thanks to Bethany Methodist for paying hundreds of children’s school lunches in the past two years. Sara Solomon, a parent at Laurel Mountain Elementary, has taken the lead in arranging these donations to our school children in Uganda. Bless you, Sara!

We also returned to Mbale High School. As we were walking up the drive to the school, one of the students ran over and asked if CJ DeHart was with us. How neat is that! I am always thrilled when people/students ask about our volunteers. It was especially nice to have a high school student inquiring. The girl said she and CJ had exchanged addresses, so she would write her soon. It can’t be said enough that the relationships we have built here are extremely important in the success of the libraries. The two intertwine.

Have a good day. We are relaxing a bit after many days of work. The team leaves in three days, so I will probably wait to write again until after that. Have a good weekend and thanks for following our adventures. I will miss playing the organ at Heatherwilde Assisted Living Center on Sunday morning. After 12 years of spending Sunday mornings with my friends there, I really miss them when I am on the other side of the world.

Remind me to bring more clothes next time! I have on some filthy white capris, a stretched out gray t-shirt, and a blouse I wear to church (to stay warm). I look like a street person! I lost my jacket in the London airport. Rather embarrassing …

Continue to keep us in your prayers!

Love,

Trudy

Bribery works - God forgive

2009-07-08T21:43:00.002-05:00

Hello from Uganda,

Right to the point: We got stopped by the police again.

He came sauntering up to my window. I stuck my hand out to greet him and ask how his day had been. Then I commented that his police helmet must really be hot. He said it was, but that he was a boda-motorcycle cop so he had to wear it. Then he continued 'whining' and told me his uniform was also hot, that other police get to wear white uniforms. I sympathized all I could. Eventually, after I felt we were close to becoming friends (ha) - he asked my driver for his license. Unfortunately, Emmanuel only had a copy of his license. Actually, he lied to the police and said the original was in his office. Later, he told me someone stole it - so who knows. The police asked who he worked for and he said Namirembe Guest House. Since it is run by Anglicans, the policeman asked him who the bishop was at Namirembe Cathedral. Emmanuel, who is not an Anglican, didn't know. Next, the policeman asked him to show him some religious material. Emmanuel didn't have any. I grabbed my new Bible to show him I had something religious. Then I asked him if he was a Christian. He assured me he was. So I asked him a couple more times if he was really sure. Definitely, he said! He then started admiring my Bible. I had to decide - another ticket or the Bible ... not that I would really use a Bible for bribery. Just call it 'sharing' the word of God. It worked. He was happy with the Bible, referring to it as our weapon of spiritual warfare. We were on our way - after the policeman assured me he would spend much time reading. At this rate, we will get stopped again, so I need to work on something else to donate to the Ugandan police department. :)

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Moses, the principal of Wambwa School was discussing the age children were to start school. He said it was supposed to be six, but all the parents of five-year-olds show up telling him their kids are smart, already knowing everything, and should be able to attend school. He said there are then two ways to identify those that are ready for school:
First, the child must be able to reach across his head with his hand and grab his other ear.
Second, he must already be losing his 'milk' teeth.
** I thought I would pass that on to Jan, my principal, in case she wants to follow those guidelines for our new kindergartners.
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On the 6th and 7th, the team returned to check the libraries in Mbale at Wambwa, Namakwakwa, North Roads, and Namatala Primaries, plus Mbale Secondary and Mbale High School. We were busy people. The librarians at the two new elementaries are amazing! Hajera from Wambwa was busy teaching all types of lessons on the arrangements of books, the different types of books, etc. She had this written all over the chalkboard. They had had a library ten days - and classes had already come to the library twice. Wow! The Namakwakwa librarian, Betty, is going to be just as good. Of course, they don't have 3,000 to 4,000 students like Namatala and North Roads. Those librarians I have sympathy for! It was funny at Mbale HS, the librarian thought people were to use shelf markers to mark the spot for the books they took - and the shelf marker would remain on the shelf until the book was returned in two weeks! She had markers everywhere. Deborah is from the village and doesn't speak or understand English real well. I did arrange for Hajera to go to the high school and train Deborah, plus the staff and students. I have to always remember that they have never had a library. It is like learning a foreign language for them.

In the evening on the 7th, we split up in pairs and attended home Bible study groups with Wilber's church members. Connie and my group was large (perhaps 15 or more people). They arrived and visited a bit, sounding just like Americans. Many said their days were too busy. One lady started talking about receiving a computer scam email telling her that one of her co-workers was stranded in another country and needed money. She blamed the email on Nigerians. We had hot tea and groundnuts - which are somewhat like peanuts. It was a good evening as we studied about seeking the kingdom of God.

Wilber has been sick the last few days with malaria. He gets it because he stays on the front porch late at night praying and then gets up early (and sometimes in the night) to pray some more. Since he doesn't use deet - the mosquitoes attack. I arrived home to find him on the couch with an IV hooked up, the bag of liquid hung over a lightbulb above the couch. He had declined going to the hospital, so a nurse from his church had come over and hooked up the mixture of glucose and malaria fighting liquid. She had to prick him twice to get the needle in his vein. She said it was because he had too much blood. After the needle was in, she removed it and left a small piece of plastic in his hand, which the fluid flowed through. Brave Sarah changed it out in the night! Cheers for her. I told Wilber he now owed her his life. :) He was much better today.

Wilberforce does a 30-minute radio broadcast evey day from 1:00 - 1:30. On the 6th, he had the whole team in the studio and asked them questions, such as, "What part did God play in your coming to Uganda?" On the 7th, he was too sick to do the broadcast - so I did it ... after much prayer and study. I spoke on 1 Peter 4:10 & 11, and Eph. 2:10, which speaks of using the gifts God has given us to serve others, throwing in that the 1st Commandment is to love the Lord your God with all your heart. Serving others follows that - not to be reversed. So there you have it: Madame Marshall, the radio preacher ... I'm sure my daughters are laughing! Wilber and Sarah were quite proud and suggested that now I would be speaking at Pearl Haven. I think my librarian duties keep me quite busy enough. I'll leave the preaching to Pastor Okumu, who blesses my heart every time with his sermons!

Today, the 8th, the team left Mbale for Kampala. The ladies were totally in tears after saying goodbye to Wilber and Sarah. Most have now been to Uganda two or three times, so have formed a close relationships with them. Also, John Mary, one of the young Ugandan men our volunteers have paid fees for at the university, came to say goodbye, as well. The volunteers for the last two years have come to love and respect John. He has finished his law degree, but still has three 3-month terms to go. He now must attach himself to the Legal Counselors office in Kampala - spending time in courtrooms and learning to write briefs. We are all proud of his determination. His mother (a widow) has ten children in her care, many of them orphans from the extended family. John has always helped with the kids, so it is difficult for him to move to Kampala to finish his bar requirements.

I hope all is well in America. We are having a good time with lots of fun, great evening devotions, and lots accomplished.

We will be traveling the next couple days, as we go on safari. Please keep us in your prayers once more!

Trudy

Africa Saga, July 2-5

2009-07-05T10:51:00.002-05:00

Family and Friends,

Heads up - the following will be a bit long, as I haven’t been able to get to an Internet café in the last few days. Consider it a four-day email and read part of it each morning with your Starbucks. You’ll have a laugh - yet see the things that touch our lives here! Please read. There is so much I want to share. Missing van, police stop, near miss ... things are great here!

July 2: Three of the ladies from Illinois have sponsored children from Namugoona Primary, which is the site of one of our libraries. Today we visited those children’s homes. For the sponsors, as well as the rest of us, it was rather heart wrenching. I accompanied Connie to visit the home of her sponsored child, which was a girl in 6^th grade. Maggie’s parents are not living and she lives with her grandmother. We cut through little passages off the dirt path to get to her door. As we entered the tiny one room home, we saw one twin bed, which was for the grandmother, against the back well, and a three-bunk metal bed against the wall on the right. It was shoved tight against the grandmother’s bed, leaving only a small space on the floor for sitting on a mat. There was no other furniture – no room for furniture. The room was probably a little larger than the size of many of our bathrooms. Maggie has three siblings who have been sent to other relatives in the village because the grandmother doesn’t have income to support them. Some are not attending school. Maggie remained because Connie is paying for her schooling. The grandmother was so grateful; she threw her arms around each of our necks and danced for joy.

Debbie and Jeannie’s sponsored children are orphans, as well, one living with a grandmother that has had a stroke; the other with an aunt. Debbie’s little boy sleeps on a short sofa that doesn’t have cushions. One house seemed somewhat nicer, with two tiny rooms - but the dirt/mud was crumbling off the walls leaving the limbs showing. None of the homes have water or electricity. The kids go to the local well to get water before they leave for school. What more can I say other than thank God for our many volunteers who have continued to good works after their trip(s). Through Libraries of Love volunteers, hundreds of students have had their school fees paid; others have received school lunches; our volunteers who have been to Uganda have/are paying college fees for two young men; they have provided a fence for a school; donated shoes to an orphanage, and continued to support Libraries of Love through funding and volunteer work. Truly impressive people!

In the afternoon, we ‘launched’ the opening of Uplands High School Laurel Library. I know, I keep saying these libraries are awesome, beautiful, amazing, etc. - but they truly are. Add in the new maps and globes in the libraries and they are quite impressive. The people here are even more amazed and their gratitude is overwhelming. The opening was perfect with singers, dancers, dignitaries, plus the team trying to stay awake during another one of Madame Marshall‘s speeches. J After 13 libraries, we are experts and can put them together quickly. However, as I tell my volunteers – the schools consider every library a miracle. Thousands of children would never have books to read, if we didn’t bring them and make it possible for the students not only to read in class, but to share the books in their homes.

The evening found us at the home of Noah and Jane Semugoma. Noah is the headmaster of Uplands H.S.; Jane is the headmistress of Namirembe Infants. They invited several of our friends and administrators for a delicious dinner. When I am alone in Kampala, my ‘home away from home’ is with Noah and Jane. They always have my bedroom available and make me feel at home. They have been good friends for the past five years.

July 3^rd - My kind of day!

Marsha and I got up early to go to the airport and collect the ladies ‘five day late’ luggage. The luggage was in her name, so they would only let her enter. She did an excellent job and was soon back with nine pieces of luggage, most containing things to give to children and adults here.

As we left the airport and was on the road into Entebbe Town, the police stopped our van at a traffic check.

I listened and watched as the police was pointing out three problems; our driver was licensed only to drive a lorry (truck) or a car (not true); part of the van’s registration on the windshield was covered (true) and, it was a passenger van - so the luggage should have been on top, with passengers in the seats instead of luggage (crazy). Our driver was getting nowhere, so I got out to visit with the police. He pointed on his paper to the violations with which we had been charged. I decided to try the friendly approach and soon talked him out of the luggage charge. The other two charges came to 85,000 schillings ($42.50). He wanted me to just give him the money and said I would receive a receipt later. I declined. Therefore, our driver had to take a boda (motorcycle taxi) to a local bank, where he would pay, and receive a receipt.

I saw local stores near so decided to walk to one to buy airtime for my phone. At the store, I found two really cute caps for my two grandsons. I had been looking for presents for them everywhere, so was totally thrilled to find these. We headed back to where the van and been; the van was missing, but the policeman was still there. He said the van driver had driven off looking for us. I excitedly pulled out the caps to show him, yakking on and on about my grandsons and how they were going to love the hats, plus my granddaughters. He found it hilarious that the missing van and the tickets didn’t bother me at all; I was just excited about the hats and my grandchildren!

We went back and picked up the rest of the team and headed for Mukono to create a library in the Martin Nkoyoyo Integrated School, which is home to sighted and blind children. It was founded by our good friend, Ret. Archbishop Livingstone Nkoyoyo. It was a small library (only 300 students), so took hardly any time. An amazing girl scout troop from Round Rock First Methodist Church had collected books, and the stuffed animals that correlated with them, from Kohl's department store over a year’s period. The plan is for the blind children to feel the animals as their teacher, or a sighted child, reads the books to them. However, the girl scouts recorded the books on cassettes tapes, also, so they could listen. The teachers and students were ecstatic! The library was extra special with all the stuffed animals sitting by their books!

Finally, we were off to Mbale Town, which is a 3 ½ drive from Mukono. When we arrived at the long bridge at Jinja, the traffic was lined up for miles, as they were working on the bridge. Ugandan traffic stretching for endless miles is different than ours. It is every type of vehicle vying for every inch of space. The two lanes become five and there is barely a few inches between the vehicles in the front, back and sides. Actually it is not really lanes - it is just crammed vehicles scooting in any possible slot. After awhile, I was bored! So, I collected the only candy we had in the van - starburst - and gingerly opened my door and stepped out, squeezing between cars, matatu vans crammed with people, and trucks with lots of people standing in the back. I slowly walked between these handing out the candy. It was hilarious! Everyone was laughing and reaching for candy; people were even getting out of cars to come and get some. When I ran out, I went back to see what else I could donate to liven up the wait! Aha - we had friendship bracelets that we give to the students at the schools, in a variety of colors. I started back down the tiny area between vehicles. I now have all sorts of new friends that will remember the crazy muzungu handing out things! Everyone was having a good time, but when I reached the truck with the people in back, I heard engines started and had to make a dash for our van to avoid being squashed.

Soon after, there was this crazy truck that looked like it was driving sideways down the road. Unbelievable! The driver signaled our driver to pass. When we did we were looking at headlights of a semi! Being the brave soul that I am, I was riding in the front seat. So, of course, I yelled (laughing) "God, I’m coming home!" I must say, after many summers here, I had faith that somehow my driver would save the day. The ladies in back were a bit in shock, but then laughter filled the van. For their husbands reading this - no worry. Really they are quite safe. God is on our side.J

There you have it - a day of arriving luggage, missing van, police tickets, traffic jam turned into fun, beautiful library, and a close miss! That is what I call a perfect day in Uganda! LOVE IT!

We arrived in Mbale and the team checked in at our regular hotel, where we have become friends with the management and staff the past few years. I left the team and went home to Pastor Wilberforce and Sarah Okumu’s home. After spending six summers in their home, it is truly no different than stepping into my home in Pflugerville. It is where I belong and I am always thrilled to return to share all our news and many laughs!

July 4^th

The next morning several of us walked to Namakwekwe Primary, which has now had a library for 10 days. It was Saturday, but many students still have classes that day. We couldn’t get in the library, but had time to visit several students. Their classes had already been to the library twice to borrow books and they excitedly told us books they had read. I then looked in the library window to see an enormous amount of cards in the file, meaning they had busy checking out books. Plus on the board was a lesson teaching the students how the spine label/fiction books are organized. I just wanted to dance! On the way ‘home’ later I was in the van and saw an older boy walking, holding a book. I had the driver stop and asked the young man to let me see the book. It had our spine label with the pocket inside. He said he was from Mbale Secondary and loves to read.

We celebrated the fourth at Sisiyi Falls … a bit of paradise.

I now have my boda (motorcycle taxi) driver’s number programmed in my phone. I do love to ride on bodas; it’s a crazy thing to do, but certainly livens up one’s life as you navigate through the traffic – definitely covering your eyes every once in awhile, while throwing up a quick prayer. J

Sunday – July 5^th:

We just had a service at Pearl Haven, our home church, pastored by Wilberforce and Sarah. Somehow God uses the services at Pearl Haven to totally ‘work-over’ my heart and life each year. The praise that raises the rafters just melts down through my soul. I had tears in my eyes almost the entire service and could hardly speak at the end of it to introduce the team. I can hear the second service now as I am typing; I wish I could send it to you through email. The presence of God in the service makes me want to bow down on the dirt floor and thank God profusely that He chose me to serve in this county.

Thank you for your prayers. Again, sorry for the long email – but it isn’t often this trip that I have time to get on a computer.

Trudy

Moving on - in Africa

2009-07-01T21:30:00.002-05:00

Friends and Family,

I have enjoyed visiting with our second team of ladies. They are troopers. They arrived on Monday and still haven't received their luggage! We had hoped it would arrive today on a British Airways airplane, but now they say possibly Friday.

The ladies arrived and worked the same afternoon restocking our first library at Namirembe School. I try not to work volunteers the first day they arrive - after two days of travel, but we wanted the restocking done before the huge ceremony the following day! Monday evening, we were invited to the home of the Bishop (Anglican church) who oversees this area, to meet him and his wife - so still no rest for the ladies. :) We arrived at their beautiful home in our extremely dirty clothes from working all afternoon. We did enjoy the visit very much. Thanks to my friend, Richard Lubanga, in Virginia, who had arranged the visit.

The grand 'giveaway' of maps and globes was Tuesday - and grand it was! It was an impressive ceremony. All of the administrators from the schools that house our libraries were present, along with numerous other headmasters whose schools were receiving maps and globes. I can't even describe how thrilled they were when they saw the large amount of each (maps and globes) they would receive. They were letting out African whoops, some started dancing, others were just shouting and cheering! They were some happy Africans!

Patrick Bakka, Headmaster of Kings College, talked about the knowledge gained through the books, maps and globes. He compared it to popcorn. Students read - and study maps and globes. Perhaps nothing happens the first week, but then one of the 'kernels' pops, and learning takes place ... then another later, and then another. Eventually, all of kernals 'pop' and there you have it - the learning has exploded!

Students sang songs that had been written just for the occasion, others recited poems they had written, and two students gave books summaries that set everyone laughing. The Minister of Education of this District was the main speaker.

My first team was probably glad they weren't present to sit through another one of my speeches - though personally I'm sure the speeches must be quite wonderful. :)

I truly wish a rep from the Herff Jones Company could have been present, as the occasion was in place to express the schools' gratitude for the company's extremely generous donation. Maps and globes are not available for schools here, so for them it is a miracle. As I told the audience, there just aren't words to properly thank the Herff Jones Company for their kindness and generosity. If their company reps could have seen the smiles and enjoyed the 'noise' of those receiving, they would have truly understood the gratitude. We will send them many pictures as quickly as possible.

Today the team created our fourth library this summer in Uplands High School. It is hard not to be in tears when the room goes from empty to a beautiful library in a short amount of time. It is amazing. Tomorrow is the 'Grand Opening/Launch' of the library. The school has only 500 students, so we were able to spend a lot of time in the classrooms, which is interesting, as we build relationships. The students always are in awe at the possibility of actually borrowing a book, returning it, and taking another. Even those in 12th grade have never checked-out a book from a library, so they erupt with clapping when they hear that is possible. When we added that we had also brought maps and globes - there was more cheering and clapping!

While we were at the school, the Christian Fellowship Club met, and we were able to sit in on a meeting. They were singing and praising God. What a treat! Three former students return every Wednesday and Friday to hold the meetings. At the end they talked about a convention on Saturday for Christian young people. They were trying to raise money for it by auctioning a thermos. The kids were bidding from 500 schillings (25 cents) all the way up to 10,000 schillings, which is $5.00. Hey, they were so excited that somebody could bid that much. Actually, three kids joined together to bid that amount. I raised my hand and bid $100,000 schillings ($50) and the place went crazy! I was a thousand times more blessed than they were; I promise you! I was so glad I could do it for a good cause! I then donated the thermos back and they continued the bidding. Our teams also donated more money before they left; we will enjoy getting a report of the convention after it happens!

This evening we walked down the dirt road to Namirembe School in the evening to visit and sing with students who board at the school. It was relaxing; the kids are great company - always so friendly.

I will close for now. Thanks for your prayers. As they say over and over in Uganda - God is good...all the time!

Trudy

New team arrives; luggage doesn't

2009-06-29T06:21:00.004-05:00

The team from Illinois is, from left, Marsha Mayner, Connie Lovelace, Debbie Rhoades, Jeanne Bell and Shannon Wingler.

Friends and Family,

The first team left this morning for the States, and the second team arrived. None of the luggage for the second group arrived with the airplane. However, we always tell our volunteers to pack a change of clothes, etc. - just in case. There was a large group of young people on the same flight. Everything they brought was in the bags they checked, so they arrived with nothing. Another airplane arrives on Wednesday, so hopefully the luggage will arrive at that time.

The first team was absolutely great ... amazing, hard workers and fantastic company. They accomplished many things, including creating the three libraries. Important as well, were the many games (netball, soccer, basketball) they played - and lost. :) They have made friendships that will last over time with many people. The kids love the volunteers and, after the first day, it was especially fun to watch our young people just automatically reach down and scoop up kids, or grab their hands and start playing with them.

This weekend the group visited the Watoto Orphanage Homes. The Watoto Choir tours the US during the year to raise funding for the homes/villages. They will be at my school in January, so it was nice to see where they live and visit one of the houses. Each home has eight children and one 'mother.' It is a huge operation with the homes located in two places. Churches around the world bring teams in to construct a home, so that more children can be added. On Sunday we attended the Watoto Church, which has about 10,000 members. They had a huge choir. It was a bit like being at the Erwin Center for an African concert, featuring praise and worship in English and native languages. The special speaker was an Australian from America. Great service!

Then, of course, it was the end of the trip, so time for the muzungus to go shopping. :) There are some really great craft shops in Kampala. I must admit, after six years of looking at the crafts, they all run together. I have a hard time remembering what I have taken home for gifts previously, but we had 16 people here for the first time, so they loved shopping.

For the families of our first team: thank you so much for allowing them to travel to the other side of the world to share the blessing of their friendship and God's love with those here. They definitely have my highest respect and love for all they accomplished.

Please keep us in your prayers as the second team tackles the creation of two more libraries, restocking of our first library, plus helping as we train the Ugandan librarians and students how to organize their libraries, plus how to borrow and return books. I am grateful they are willing to help with the training, as I have done it alone the last four years and it is a huge job. We are also happy to still have the company of Jennifer Martin, who was with the first team, but is remaining for three weeks.

Yesterday I left the group and wandered off by foot through a poor area where I spent a lot of time during my first trip in Uganda. I was in tears as I stepped through the rutted dirt paths, through yards - and moved around. The first summer when I traveled alone, staying in Ugandan homes, was a time that was so unusual that it is hard to describe. Coming from America and immediately being totally immersed in a different culture really changes one's life. It makes that culture simply seep into your bones and remain there as a part of your life forever. I feel so fortunate that I am totally comfortable here, and because of God's calling, realize that I am where I am supposed to be to - serve His purpose.

From across the world, I send my love and good wishes.

Trudy

Another bonus post from Melissa

2009-06-26T18:03:00.001-05:00

Today, we went to visit Bat Valley School. It was great to be back there. Our time was short, but there were several teachers that it was great to see. They did a little mini-assembly for us and I led them in a few songs. Also, a group from Watoto was there too (I'm not sure why) but they were fun to watch. Then we went to visit King's College, which was one of the top high schools in the country. The headmaster was at Mengo Secondary where we put a library in '07. It is a great facility, mostly for the elite, but they still do not have many books. They just opened a new building two weeks ago. It's five stories high and the top two floors are set up for middle school and high school libraries, so they were trying to convince Trudy to set up libraries there next year. It's run by the Anglicans and a very neat place. After that we went to Namirembe (the first library) for a very native lunch and then we visited classrooms and then played net ball and basketball. You would have been proud of my net ball skills... I was the center, which means I had to run up and down the court the whole game!!! We lost, but it was fun. My jean capris are sooo dirty, they look brown now.

Mitch (Wilbur's 15 year old daughter) got to come see us for a little bit today with a man from her school. They were picking up some maps and globes that we are donating to them. Then Trudy convinced her teacher to let her spend the weekend with us. She goes to a strict boarding school, where they are not normally allowed out except for once per term. She is so excited and our teenage girls are excited about spending time with her and sharing their clothes. It's funny how teenagers act the same around the world!

Tomorrow we'll go visit the Watoto village and then go shopping, so it should be a pretty easy day. Then tomorrow night we'll have dinner at Herb and Ellen's house (Trudy's missionary friends that we stayed with 2 years ago). It will be a great night.

Our mini-safari was fun. We saw a ton of zebras and monkeys and lots of other animals too. During our boat ride across the river, our boat stalled for about 15 minutes and then started taking on water. Our group was in two separate boats, and we were grateful those on ours were not afraid of water. I sat and watched a big group of monkeys playing near my hut that night. It was really fun, and I was wishing you all were there to see it too. During our game drives we got to get out and walk around, because they only have a few lions and they don't come out around people. It was fun to get to see the tracks and things close up and for our guide to show us how they track them. Where we stayed was pretty rustic....that's a good word to descirbe it. The other ladies were too scared to take a shower, but I decided I really needed one, so I would give it a shot. It was a little hut/building in the middle of the camp. The hot water was heated with a fire. It was the best shower I've ever had in Uganda. No one believes me, but it was. It was the perfect temp. and great water pressure!!

As I sit here right now typing I can look at over the city of Kampala. I hear the Muslim Call to Prayer and my heart breaks for the people of this city. So many lost and hurting people.

Pray for us as our time here winds down. Pray for more opportunities to minister and for safety in our travels home.

Thanks again! I'm off to eat a BBQ buffet.. it should be interesting, not sure what it entails, but I'm pretty sure there's BBQ sauce involved.

~Melissa

Uganda - Trudy

2009-06-25T19:43:00.002-05:00

A few funnies from Uganda along with news:

A man in the back of the church Sunday morning yelled, "You're preaching GOOD!" Wilber yelled back, " I know I'm preaching GOOD. God gave me this sermon!"

Laurie Thelen was riding in the front of the van. She commented that it was like being at the movies - only it was real!

Scott was a the camp this morning and washed his face. He then went outside and saw a baboon drinking out of the water source. He was hoping it was the toilet water source and not what he just used to wash his face.

I love it that the team has had many 'opportunities' to use 'squat pots' that are tiny retangular holes in the ground. When they are lucky - they are long drops instead of short drops. Now figure that one out:)

We left Mbale for Kampala on Tuesday stopping by Besnia Orphanage, which was founded by our friend, Retired Archbishop Livingstone Nkoyoyo. It is an orphanage for blind children as well as sighted. They have build a new school on the grounds, in honor of his son, Martin, who died of cancer a couple years ago while attending a university in Colorado. We will be providing a library for the school next week. It was so good to see him and our friends at the orphanage. The kids are precious. The blind children sang for us. It was touching. One little girl about two had great English and sang and danced up a storm. I would have liked to take her home for my grandchildren, so they could play with her. They would love that.

We are staying at a guesthouse ran by the Anglican Church. It has a beautiful view of the the city - which is built on seven hills. Our first library / school is within walking distance down the hill. It is our baby - after a wonderful relationship with the teachers, headmistress, and librarian over the past five years time.

Tuesday - the 24th, we headed for Lake Mburo, for some relaxation. It is a long five hour drive over roads that I think someone described once as swiss cheese roads because of all the holes. For those new, it is unbelievable. It is a game of bumper cars/vans/buses/motorcycles/and bicycles racing and crowding - making lanes where there are none. The roads are either dirt - with a sea of potholes, or some tarmack - also with a sea of potholes - or, they are working on them and you have miles of fresh gravel that blows up dust so you can see to drive. Personally, I think it is a great adventure - but I have a sick sense of humor. :)

At Lake Mburo we took a boat ride and walked through the bush to see animals, as well as riding in the van. We saw Ugandan cobb, waterbucks, bushbuck, topi, African cape buffalos, hippos, crocks, baboons, monkeys, zebra, and wart hogs galore. Our boats were interesting, with half in each boat. Our's spluttered along...barely chugging. The other one stalled out, plus took on a bit of water - - but it was just a bit, so thats okay. :) Dave laughed and said that the time they were stalled - about 15 minutes - was the most restful time they had had in three days!

While we were at the open air cafe at the edge of the lake, a group of students arrived. There were 34 in a van the size of one of our mini-vans at home. Now the group believes me since I had told them I had rode in one of the matatus with 24 other people. All things are possible in Uganda!

There were ten of us in bandas (little lodges with 3 - 4 beds) and the rest in some tents down the road. We were feeling sorry for them until today we found out the tents are great and sit up on platforms, with comfortable cots. Plus, they had a big campfire and visited late into the evening. We complained and said they should have invited us instead of just yelling Marco across the bush, so that we would yell Polo back.

I forgot to mention Sarah Okumu accompanied us to Lake Mburo. It has been nice to have her company a little longer, so the group can have time with her. We left Randy Sisk and Kaitlin in a town called Masindi. They will go visit a child they sponsored through World Vision and join us tomorrow evening.

It is difficult for me, even after six summers in Uganda to see the poverty ... so many kids that should be in school can be seen along the road carrying large water jugs, endless mud homes with many children playing outside, women and men carry water jugs, as well - sometimes with many heavy jugs attached to a bike that they are desperately trying to push up a hill. I have stayed in homes here before that didn't have water, so though it is common here, it still bothers me. It is hard to put yourself in their place. We are so fortunate.

This is getting long, so I will sign off and write more next time. Everything is going well. Thanks for your prayers and support.

Trudy

Finally, email from Trudy

2009-06-21T12:03:00.004-05:00

From email sent to supporters

Note: This is too long, so please forgive. We have been busy from morning to evening. Plus, the lack of electricity has been a problem in using the Internet. I will try to send shorter segments after this … the key word is “try.”

There aren’t words to describe our first six days - so many sights, so many happenings, and so many wonderful old and new friends to visit.

The three new libraries - Wambwa Primary, Namakwekwe Primary, and Mbale High School - are truly magnificent, for lack of a better word. We started work on Tuesday, completing one library per day, which includes beautiful, fully stocked shelves, flooring, and library posters to decorate the walls.

The team worked long hours, along with our many Ugandan friends who joined in the “fun.” Our group did find time to play games/ sports, visit classrooms, sing, share, and give presents to each student.

The schools planned smaller “grand openings” at Namkwekwe and Mbale H.S, saving the large one for Wambwa Primary. Our driver informed us he heard about it on the 8 a.m. news on his way to pick us (as they say). He told me over and over how huge the gift of the libraries truly is to the receiving schools.

The headmasters and deputies were in attendance from all six schools that have received libraries in Mbale. It was a grand event with a head table for the dignitaries and Libraries of Love team, tent, cakes and drinks, special songs and dancing by the children welcoming us, plus a song by three girls sharing the importance of the their library. The main speaker at each event was a Commissioner, whose “boss” is the President of Uganda. I understand he would be like a senator in the U.S. I must tell you that in his speech, he promised “Madame Marshall” some land if she would move to Uganda, along with government assistance. The team decided that probably meant they might throw in a mud hut and goatJ. It gave us all a big laugh - after the fact. He then invited the team to a dinner tonight (Sunday). I will let you know how that goes.

One speaker said this: Through you friends, we would like to send our best regard to HIS Excellency OBAMA, our son. (We are now trying to decide which team member can carry out this request.J)

Thursday evening we were invited to the home of the former headmaster of North Roads Primary, who is now a district official of over 101 schools (and proud of itJ) They had a small covering (tent) set up in the back yard with chairs inside. Philip, and his wife Jennifer, had prepared a feast. It was delicious. Several Ugandan people I knew were in attendance, as well. We enjoyed the dinner; then Philip led us in some rousing, Christian choruses. We were clapping and moving. What a fun night!

Friday afternoon after the grand openings, we played soccer against Mbale Secondary. We were hoping we could repay them for the stomping we received last year. We even have five high school students and one college student with us this time. Unfortunately, it was a repeat. Our team played hard, with some doing crazy things on the field for laughs (D J DeHart), but alas - they couldn‘t pull it off. At the end our team and the Mable SS team were great friends, with hand shakes, hugging, and a great photo shoot with the two teams together.

Later that evening, after cleaning up, Libraries of Love sponsored our own “grand event.” We invited ten representatives to come from each of our six schools for snacks and sodas. We hosted them at the study center of Mbale SS. Seating was arranged in groups of six so that our team and those from the schools could visit in smaller groups. Our headmasters and librarians were in attendance, which was nice. Scott Porter and I explained the process of preparing the books in America. Melissa Busby talked about why she comes to Uganda and what the trips have meant to her. Wilber talked about bringing the status of librarians up equal to that of teachers and how important the books should be to the teachers and administrators, as well as the students. I then shared the story of the beginning of Libraries of Love, which includes my friendship with Wilberforce and Sarah Okumu. Simply put, I shared how it was truly a calling from God. Without God’s blessing on our work, it would not happen. He truly changed my life one night in Wilber’s cane-pole church during a pouring down rain storm. Otherwise, there would only be one library in Uganda instead of 13. The evening was a great success in building relationships with our Ugandan friends.

Saturday we did home visits to students from Wambwa Primary. Bethany Methodist Church has been a strong supporter of Libraries of Love the past few years, and this year had sponsored school lunches for many students at Wambwa. Eight members of Bethany are part of our team. Our group had already seen a sea of mud and stick homes, children without shoes, tattered clothes, etc., but actually holding hands with school children and accompanying them to their small one room homes will leave a lasting impression. Many of the homes were round, thatch roofed huts. Most of the children were orphans or had lost one parent. Children going to school from 8:00 - 5:30 without any food is beyond my imagination. The families were/are very grateful for the assistance. One funny thing: We all had to cut through the forest, over rutted paths, to get to the children’s homes. Melissa and Kendra’s girl lived miles down the road. When they arrived, the school had forgot to notify the mother and she wouldn’t let them in the house. She couldn’t imagine what two muzungu (white skin) women were doing trying to enter her home. When Melisssa mentioned paying for school lunches, she wanted to know if they would pay for the other 20 or so children standing around! Melissa and Kendra then jogged back the long distance to where we were to meet, with another story to tell!

After the home visits, we traveled with Dr. Patrick and Helen Mutono to see their clinic. In the children’s ward, three children shared each skinny bed, with hardly any room between the beds. Mothers were sitting on the floor. I saw one young boy (probably two years old) with an IV in his hand. His mother had to hold the needle in with him on her lap, as there were no “poles” for holding the bag of fluids. Dr. Patrick had everyone take off their shoes, walk down the hall and watch through a door as doctors were performing a hysterectomy. That is not what we expected to see in Uganda!

We then went to Sisiyi Falls, which is owned by the Mutonos. It is like being in Hawaii. They had tables and chairs under the trees and we were served a huge buffet, including chicken and beef. It was great to be joined by Lynne Dobson, a friend from Austin, her son, Luke, and one of her friends, who is a photo journalist from New York. Lynne raised money which supplied 550 wheelchairs to Ugandan people. She works closely with Patrick and Helen. Lynne and I visit at Starbucks in Austin, so thought it would be fun to meet in Uganda.

The majority of the team climbed to the top of Sisiyi Falls, which is a huge climb! At the top, they found thousands of people living in huts right along the edge of the falls. Kids were skittering up and down the paths leading to the falls and playing right on the edge. Oh my!

Today will be church at Pearl Haven (the Okumu’s) at 8:00am. The Okumus and I have been friends for nine years, so it is great fun to razz Wilberforce. I told him the team had paid a lot of money to come to Uganda and hear his sermon, so it had better be good! He just laughed. Our team will hold a children’s service at 2:00, complete with a great puppet play and skit. 5:00 pm, will find us hosting a youth service. Last year one of the team laughed and said it was like a dance competition, as the Ugandan young people love to dance to the music in church. Then in the evening, off to dinner at the commissioners.

As you can see, we are fitting everything in we can during this team’s two weeks! I must add that we have met every evening to share and talk about the day. I don’t even know how to describe this team, other than to say I feel fortunate to be a part of the group. While watching them interact with the kids, I have had to walk away to hide tears. It is overwhelming to see their love for these children, as they have laughed, held hands, scratched backs, and given hugs. There are many stories to tell about individual team members, but with nineteen, I will let them share their stories when they return.

I will close to the sights of Uganda - which I love ever so much: clogged dirt roads holding bicycle taxis, motorcycle taxis, crammed public transport vans, streams of people, cows, chickens, and goats. Endless children walking to school in their various colored school uniforms, many which we recognize. Ladies and children sweeping their dirt yards, carrying huge holders of water on their heads, and babies on their backs.

Everyone on the streets at all hours of the day and night, our many friend‘s faces. …

Thanks for listening! Please keep us in your prayers and thoughts!

Trudy

Bonus Post from Melissa Busby

2009-06-19T14:23:00.003-05:00

Following is an email sent to her supporters by Melissa Busby, a Kansas pastor's wife who is on her third volunteer trip to Uganda with Libraries of Love:

Hello! So sorry to not have written more this past week. We've been very busy and have not had much time or electricity for internet use. Hopefully, next week will be better in Kampala.

Here is a brief recap. Our trip here wsa pretty uneventful. We had a rushed, but fun tour of London. The plane rides were long and we were completely exhausted, so we were very glad to arrive in Uganda.

Monday, we spent getting through the airport, exchanging money, and then driving for 5 hours to Mbale town. We ate dinner, took showers, and went straight to bed that night.

Tuesday, we went to work early in the morning on the library for Wambwa Primary School. It took a little bit for everyone to get the hang of the building and sorting, but after that we really got in a good system and we knocked out the library fast. So a lot of the afternoon we got to spend playing games with the children, singing songs, and passing out the gifts (pens/pencils, bracelets, a paperbook, and a gospel tract). Many of the students at this school are very poor and their English is not great, so the teachers helped to translate for us and explained that we came to Uganda to share the love of Jesus with them.

Wednesday, a few people (most of the KS ladies, minus me) went back to Wambwa to finish up the last details, while the rest of us started on the library at Mbale High School. It's a nice big room for the library and the men really were able to work very quickly on the shelves. The great thing about this team is everyone's willingness to help and pitch in wherever needed, so we've been able to complete our work quickly. The students at Mbale High were very happy to see us. We felt like rock stars as they led us around with their friends and had us take pictures with every one of them. They loved us taking their pictures and then they wanted to see them right away on the camera. We got to meet with all of the student body after lunch, outside. It was getting ready to rain, so I kept praying that God will hold off the rain long enough for us to be able to share with the students. I led the kids in a few songs, they introduced the whole team, and then Dave gave a great gospel presentation. A few of us were able to get together beforehand and pray, and I really think that helped to give him just the words to share. The students were attentive and seemed to enjoy it. They loved the giant "Cross Talk" display of the gospel. I pray that some part of the message really touched a few of the students. There were many muslim students at this school, and I just pray that a few of them will look at christianity in a new light. We then split into groups with some passing out gifts in classes and the rest of us went into classes to just meet and answer questions. The class I went into asked many interesting questions. They wanted to know about our engagement process, polygamy, circumcision, elections, crops, construction, music, politics, and that was just a few. I even got asked about why don't I convert to Islam.

Thursday, we worked at Namakwekwe Primary School. This school is very close to our hotel so it was interesting to walk there and take a look at the nieghborhoods, homes, and people. The toddlers wandering around are just adorable. I spend that day out with another lady from our team shopping for the flooring for the three libraries. It was quite an advnture. We went to exchange money, to about 6 different stores, and then bought the wrong size and had to go back and then go deliver all of the carpets. I think we wore out our poor bus driver. That afternoon we passed out gifts and it was fun to share with each class. They kids also sang many songs for us. We also played "net-ball" it's sort of like basketball. I was the "defender" and I almost knocked over the goal. Geez, I'm such an athlete. But it gave the students a good laugh. Then Thursday night we were invited to dinner at the home of a headmaster from the school we worked at last year. He is now a district supervisor. It was very nice. He had a tent set up outside and a big meal. It was a nice time to visit with everyone.

Friday (today) We had our grand opening. It was supposed to start at 10 and it started at 1. You've got to love Ugandan time. It was a very nice ceremony. Then we had a soccer match against the High School we were at last year. I was able to get out of playing, ha! I'm sure I'll be playing later in the trip. This evening, we had a meeting with teachers from all of the Libraries of Love Schools in Mbale. It was a great time to share with them and get to know them. They asked a lot of questions about how our school system works. Then Trudy, and Pastor Wilbur shared, and I even got to speak!

Tomorrow, we will visit Sisisyi Falls. I can't wait. We also will visit where a lady from Austin, TX is having more than 500 wheelchairs put together for people here and we'll also visit a medical clinic.

A few interesting things that have happened... we've eaten lots of "matoke" (national dish of steamed bananas), ox liver, jack fruit (tastes like cantaloupe with a bad aftertaste), goat stew, milk tea, and lots of beans and rice. We feel like we are carbo-loading. We crammed 20 people into a 10 passenger van (that's Ugandan style). My favorite seat is the "perch" in between the driver and passenger seats sitting backwards. Don't tell my girls, no seatbelts are used. :) Outside our windows we see goats, cats, roosters, motorcycles, huge trucks, people cooking over charcoal, laundry lines, and people walking everywhere! I don't even know how to describe the sights and smells.

What an adventure! The rest of the Kansas team sends their love. Everyone is doing well, and they all will hope to email or call you soon (so don't worry moms!, :))

Thanks for your prayers and keep them coming. We're planning for the children's services for Sunday!

Love,
Melissa

3 libraries completed in Mbale

2009-06-19T14:17:00.005-05:00

Message to Paul Ortega from Pastor Wilberforce Okumu in Mbale, Uganda:

The three Libraries were all commissioned today. The invited guests went over to Namakwekwe, then to Mbale High and finally to Wambwa where the main opening ceremony was held. In the evening the team played soccer with Mbale SS and at 7:00 pm the group has an interactive meeting with school administrators, teachers and librarians of all the six schools with libraries in Mbale. It was a great time. I am sure Trudy will write to you about it.

The feeling of joy at the completed work can not be expressed and we have to thank God for each one of you who have labored so much to share your love through the provision of libraries.

Tomorrow morning the team goes on home visits of the children on the Wambwa feeding programme. Then to Sisiyi Falls.

In all this I know that back there some one/people are praying.

From the blog of volunteer Jennifer Martin, a teacher at Maplewood Elementary in Austin, who is on her first trip to Uganda (www.maplewood2uganda.com/uganda):

19 June, 2009:

... As we entered each school grounds, students were lined up, singing to welcome us and the other officials to their school. I took many pictures of that and will have them posted but I’m sorry, things aren’t getting posted in order because of the difficulty getting internet access here.

Some students sang for the officials and us at the final ceremony and I took a few movies of that and the singing and students are so beautiful. Of course, tears came to my eyes ... .

18 June, 2009:

... I can’t believe we are able to build a completed library in such a short time but we are. The students are so excited about having books and when we gave them their very small gifts (a lanyard bracelet, a pencil, and little pamphlet) they were so grateful. We also gave every student a paperback book to keep and they loved that, too.

Being a teacher, I went out after work and read with the students in the lawn or on the ground and they were so focused on our reading. There were at least 20 students hovering around me and one little girl and 8-10 of them read along with me. We read Green Eggs and Ham and 2 other books. I can’t tell you the feeling you get when there are so many children who just want to be next to you. ...

No electricity but work goes on

2009-06-17T12:43:00.000-05:00

Trudy called today to report great progress on the libraries in Mbale, even though power has not been restored. (The gas-powered generator is proving its worth.)

Volunteers have finished 2 of the 3 libraries in Mbale, and were going to start on the third one before calling it a day on Wednesday. They are doing great, getting the libraries done, and still getting a lot of time with the students, Trudy said.

There is still no electricity; therefore, no emails going out.

Travel Team Arrives in Uganda

2009-06-15T14:22:00.000-05:00

This message is from Paul Ortega, Libraries of Love Facilities Director in Austin:

Trudy left a quick message on the phone stating that all is fine and they are now in Mbale, Africa. She asked to message this on the website so that family and parents won’t worry. They would have sent it through email, but at this time Mbale is without power; therefore there is no way to email. Will this affect the build of the Libraries? No, that's why I sent a generator. J

Thanks

Paul Ortega

I'll Fly Away - Uganda

2008-06-25T23:31:00.002-05:00

June 23, 2008:

Friends and Family,

I wanted to catch up on news of the last few days, but also to let you know the team is safely in London by now. I hope you will give them a few days to catch up on their sleep, as we have had a busy schedule.

I have not looked back at my emails, and have definitely not kept good notes, so if I repeat, please forgive me.

Thursday (June 19), we visited our last school, Bat Valley Primary. We again played 'futbol,' sang and shared with the children. The excitement of the children, as they see us again, always spills over onto us and gives us an energy boost!

Our favorite new song this year is one that starts Hallelujah, but then proceeds to verses like:
Shake a friend's hand - shake the hand next to you...
Hug a friend's neck - hug the neck next to you...
Hold a friend's hand - hold the hand next to you.
Scratch a friend's back - scratch the back next to you...

We were always sure team members were standing by kids so we could interact with them to this song. The kids are not used to back scratches, so that part always produced scores of laughter.

Thursday night, we moved from Namirembe Guest Houses to the Red Chilli Pepper Rest Camp in Kampala. It is actually a youth hostel. However, since they were the group taking us to the Red Chilli Pepper Camp in Murchison Falls, and on the safari, it seemed the place to stay for the night. We were in a dorm with two rooms, with a wide opening between.

There were enough bunks in the ladies for all of us - except two, so Donita and I bunked in the men's part of the dorm.

We left at 5:00 in the morning for Murchison Falls. It is a long trip - approximately 5 - 6 hours over horrendous, wash-board roads. There are so many potholes the whole trip consists of weaving from one side of the road to the other, down the middle, back and forth, etc. Honestly, it is indescribable. We probably all lost 10 pounds from bouncing!

The good thing about the ride is that you leave the towns and head past the villages, in the 'bush', which are located beside and off the roads. It seems like something you would see on TV, as you pass little circular mud homes with thatched roofs. Many times they are in clumps of two or three. Small mud-brick homes are also found along the way. Little children can be seen walking barefoot down the long stretches of roads; sometimes young ones are by themselves walking, with no sign of a home or school in sight. Now and then, we would spot a couple little children riding bikes too big for them, grinning from ear to ear. We passed men standing crowded in the back of trucks, along with long-horn cattle. We glimpsed a guy who had two live goats strapped down behind his bicycle seat. Women were working in the fields. There were countless children with their yellow water jugs pumping water from the lone water pump, or getting water from a dirty pond.

On Friday, we went on an early morning game drive. After you cross the Nile on a ferry, and then load into vans - the fun begins. The roads as you enter are covered with baboons. We saw herds of elephants, giraffe, water buck, Ugandan cob, aroibi, bush buck, Jackson Hartebeest, wart hogs :), and African cape buffalo. We also saw many Golden Crested Cranes - the national bird of Uganda. They are gorgeous. A large lion, lioness, and male cub added to our excitement. It is always amazing to just go off road and drive right up beside them. It was and awesome sight as the lion rose out of the grass and started walking.

We took a boat ride down the Nile River to Murchison Falls - which is simply magnificent. Later, we drove to the top of the falls. It should be one of the seven wonders of the world - truly awesome!

On the Nile ride, we were 'up close and personal' with a large herd of elephants - including a couple of new babies, and numerous hippos and crocodiles. We did get to see a hippo fight!

The team also went on a chimp trek through the forest. They were broken into two groups. One group saw many chimps; the others just made up stories about how many they spotted. :) The highlight for one group was when it starting raining while they were in the forest. Everyone said the sounds of the forest made it worth entering.

In the evening, we met for a beautiful devotion. Wilberforce and Melissa B. shared similar scripture about God's creation. Wilber talked of how amazing it is that God is mindful of us, even though He is the creator of all that we had observed throughout the day.

That evening we met and spent time talking about the memories that had been made in the past two weeks. The best memories are always those in which we spent time with the kids. They love to play with muzungu hair, touch members of the team's toes, hold hands, etc. It was interesting for some of our team to be able to sit in classrooms to observe teachers really doing incredible jobs of teaching 100 - 150 students at one time; others enjoyed going into classrooms and letting the kids simply ask questions. Our memories of starting with a bare room and then looking awestruck at the absolutely incredible, beautiful libraries is always truly special.

We also loved that we had the opportunity to share Christ with approximately 9,500 students, teachers, and administrators this year. As I have said over and over - this is as good it gets...playing a part in improving the education of thousands of children (over 16,000 now have access to books through LOL libraries) and being able to let them know that God loves them, and we love them, also.

Speaking of God - this team was definitely a 'God-send'. They were an incredible group of people who spent two weeks, working, laughing, and crying together. Each year, we find that as time together progresses, we all realize how much we have grown to truly respect and love each other....so true once again this summer.
We had one person on our team, Nancy Carlson, who was just with us one week as we created the library. We appreciated her help and enjoyed her company! Best wishes to you, Nancy!

A couple funny happenings before signing off :

One night at the camp, I had been visiting with the Kansas group and Donita. I then noticed the Illinois team still had their lights on, so I shuffled off that direction and visited for sometime. As I was leaving, I noticed Melissa B. and Donita's light still on. It was really late by then, so I went to the window and scratched all over the screen, made weird noises, started shining my flashlight around the edges of the window, and telling them to get to bed. After I carried on for some time, a young British lady looked out the window laughing! I had walked right in front - and right past - Melissa and Donita's dark 'banda.' Ahhhhh

I had mentioned that the top of my hair was too long. Billy said he knew of a good place to get a cut, so like a crazy person I trusted him. I should have known better when I saw only men sitting in the long line of chairs. But, it was then my turn. I showed the man - only cut a little off the top and DON'T cut the bangs. Next thing I knew, he took his elector razor and starting from the bottom of my hair went right to the top. Before I could scream, he then did the same - starting with my bangs and going back. What could I do? I took off my glasses and thought about barfing on him, truly. Let's say I won't be sending pictures! Two good things about it - I know longer have to wonder if my hair looks good AND should I die, my family will save money; they won't need a hair dresser. I keep telling myself - there is hope!

After the cut, I went in the toilet room of a shopping center (Game) at which we stopped on the way out of Kampala. I was in the toilet room looking in the mirror trying to make my bangs, that I don't have, longer. Two of the ladies that clean that room were watching. The ladies had on their blue smocks that say Mr. Clean on the back. They were trying to cover their mouths so I wouldn't see them laughing. One lady, finally looked directly at me, shook her head and said, "There is nothing that can be done about it." OK, that sums it up. I bought them both lunch for their honesty and for trying their best not to laugh as I explained the problem!

Tomorrow, I start long days of teaching classes, teachers, and administrators about the libraries. What a thrill to see their expressions as they first walk into the libraries...definitely not words to explain the surprise and happiness!

On one of our last meetings, I asked everyone to close their eyes and just picture in their minds the faces of the children with which they have had one-on-one time, or visited in a small group . Debbie W. cried as she mentioned two little boys who had taught her many words in the Luganda language. Others shared as well. Our hearts were bursting with so many memories made in a short time of beautiful hands, and lives that have touched each of us. Buming summed it up when he said that he really felt that we were the ones that were blessed.

Your loved ones who made the trip will never be the same. Their traveling to Uganda was part of God's design for each life. His hands reaching down to guide and direct - and the children's hands reaching out to hold ours, has changed our hearts not just for now - but for a lifetime.

Trudy

Off to Murchison Falls

2008-06-19T06:42:00.004-05:00

Friends and Family,I forgot to mention that on Monday of this week, we spent time at Namatala Primary in Mbale with all 3,400 students, and then traveled to Kampala, where we have been staying.

I did want to mention one happening in Mbale. I got up one morning and there was Melissa Busby (married to my nephew, Cody, who pastors First Baptist - Mulvane, Kansas) discussing with Scott and Dave that she would like to take a boda-boda motorcycle taxi to town. I told her I would prefer she didn’t, but she really wanted to. I then volunteered to go with her... . so we were off. Melissa was at the front of the boda line, with Dave, me, and then Scott trailing behind her. I prayed the whole way, as I knew Cody was going to hold me responsible if something, if anything, happened to Melissa. Dave took his cycle up beside her and filmed, perhaps so he could blackmail her later. We came up behind a huge truck and I was yelling to Melissa's driver not to go around. I found out later she was telling him it was okay - to just go! So, Cody, you have a crazy wife or perhaps your aunt has rubbed off on her!

Yesterday, we spent time at Namungoona Primary. It was great as there are only 368 students. It gave us more personal time with small groups and in classrooms. We did sing and share with the entire student body; they then entertained us with singing and dancing. It was a good morning.

Next, we did the “shop until you drop” thing for the afternoon! I think their suitcases are more loaded than when they came - if that is possible!

Yesterday evening, we borrowed the conference room and had a team meeting. We were thrilled that Herb and Ellen Cook were able to join us. Herb and Ellen are missionaries who host teams here in Uganda. Herb has lived in Africa his entire life, as his parents were missionaries to the Congo. He and Ellen have been here for almost 40 years. They rescued me when I was truly dying from malaria on my first trip. I really can't tell the story of the night Herb came to pick me up, without crying - as the team saw once again last night. :) Jaffer, our Ugandan carpenter/teacher friend of the last four years also joined us. It was a beautiful time as we had devotion and visited.

This morning, we are off to Murchison Falls, which is about a seven hour ride. It is always a great ending to the two weeks of working to build libraries and interacting with thousands of children. We will float down the Nile River while we watch the animals on the bank, do a chimp trek through the forest and take a couple game drives. In the evenings, we will have time to meet and visit about our trip.

I hope all is well in your world. We are fine and having a great time. Please keep us in your prayers the next few days, as we travel.

Love,

Trudy