Just Tuesday

The first highlight of this day was an adorable pre-school performance

put on especially in our honor. About 60 children sanf and danced,

smiling ear to ear, while Sister Juliette did the calling and

drumming.



From there, Ed and Jim met Sister Bernardi to discuss needed stove

repairs. This Sister is in charge of the kitchen and has a list of

needed improvements, only one of which is the biogas supply. Jim was

interested in attempting a concrete repair to one of the hearth

stoves, thinking of using his masonry skills from previous work in

Tanzania. Ed agreed to append the to-do list, hoping to get some

insight into how to undertake a small repair project in this setting.



All four of us met up again at BCDC to lead a meeting with the local

Water Board, a citizen groupinterested in improving village water

sources. About 10 were in attendance, and again provided Erin and

Connor with helpful informationabout the water sources. These two

water engineers and Jim then spent several hoursriding boda bodas (or

piki piki, we are not sure which is the best word for them) to

investigatethe locations, sometimes winding along narrow footpaths and

covering some distances.



Ed spent a good deal of time coordinating the purchase of a bag of

cement from Karaguzza. It also appeared that getting the sand for the

mixture would be anotherset of logistics. The "sand" used by locals

was a clay loam with some sand in it... the clay content was sometimes

compensated for by using extra Portland cement. The outcome was often

poor quality and low strength. This will be remembered as a valuable

insight for the time when construction begins.



As planned for the rest of the week, we all joined Tusabe, Michael,

and Moses at BCDC for dinner. It evidently often takes 4 hours or more

to to prepare a village dinner in Uganda, so we ate around 10 pm. The

wait was worth it, as we passed the time with good conversation and

the meal itself had 5 different delicious dishes. Afterwards, Tusabe

told us of a man from his village named Busaka who is revered as a

living god for his healing powers. His many followers, in three

countries, sell their possessions and give the money to his church in

hopes of earning favor and opportunities for a healing touch. No one

in the room took this man seriously, and we swapped stories of faith

healers in the United States that sounded similar.