“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins

Wednesday, 15 August 2012

Day 3 - Monday 13th August

Eggs and baby bananas for breakfast followed by a quick goodbye at the roadside to young Sam who left today.
We spent the morning in the school, I started with a science lesson with the headmaster Kenneth before one of the students stormed into the classroom and announced she was doing some craft activities with the children, so Kenneth and I left her to it and I took some of the girls out to play netball which was fine until they started arguing about who was one whose team!
So I got the elastic out again and we had about 10 girls learning the various instructions, IN, ON, OUT, LEFT, RIGHT, TURN. They soon got the hang of it and before long break was over and Jamil (another teacher) called them back in to lessons. I joined Kenneth’s class again since he had moved to the next room where Caroline had been marking work earlier. Nakatu, a young girl who had been playing netball with me, was also in there and so pleased to see me. It was an English lesson.
Following lunch Caroline and I went into town again on a boda boda to get new sandals (my flip flop blisters made netball agony with all the dirt and grit on the floor!)
We put more photos in to be printed at Imani’s this time of the family on the southern hillside, and attempted to kill time at an internet café (which must be the only café that doesn’t serve any kind of food or drink!), Caroline managed to successfully log on, and just as she started to type, the power went out – so we abandoned the idea and returned to collect our photos and another boda boda home – they are excellent fun and a nice way to dry the armpits in the heat.
After dinner (rice and beans), Ollie arranged a poker game for everyone, 5,000 UGS to play and the game started with a 500 UGS minimum bet, which quickly turned into 5,000 as the night worn on. I lasted quite well, considering 11 people started, but Caroline managed to come second only to Neil in the end, a tense and impressive finish for a beginner. Neil walked away with the 55,000 pot and Caroline got her stake back.

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