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It’s been a little bit since I wrote last, I’ll do my best to catch you all up. You remember the Kianna kid? Well, I keep running into him everywhere. Walking along the main road here I hear “Ben! Magala Ben! How are you?” I turn around, and it’s Kianna. Seen him several times, he seems to be everywhere. And apparently he’s been talking about me, cause everywhere I go, small children know my name. Everywhere, and I don’t even know them. What’s really funny is now I have adults coming up to me who know my name, and I have no clue who they are. I’m the most popular Mzungu on the block, and it’s pretty sweet. The kids are great. The other day during my daily trip down to the well, I taught a bunch of kids how to play tag. Little difficult when none of them spoke English, but they were smart kids and they caught on quick. Another group of kids walks Rachel and I to our Giants class; it started with two, and then today about 8-10 trekked along with us. But along with the innocent side of African life, there’s the not so innocent. Walking along with the kids and us there was a creepy old guy intent on being Rachel’s boyfriend. After hearing him declare that he “wanted and really liked” Rachel, I engaged him in a conversation about the weather, which was basically a nice way of telling him to get lost, which he got. That would have been a gloomy note to end the day on, but fortunately we still had Giants. After class our students told us how much the class had meant to them, how it had changed them. Robert told how he had used what he’d learned to repair a relationship with his boss; Godfrey has started paying so much attention to his kids that his wife has asked, “Why have the children stopped coming to me with questions and they now go to you?” Debra swears that she is in serious danger of “loving her students too much.” It’s such a blessing for Rachel and I to hear that what we’re doing is making a difference. People like this can change this country for better; to paraphrase Sambuze, they just need persistence. And Sambuze’s the most persistent guy I know.
The ultimate goal of LEU (Leadership Education Uganda, the organization I’m here with) was to get the teachers we’ve taught to start teaching the classes we’ve taught them to others. That began this week as Robert and Sambuze started a new TJEd class at Premier academy, a class that Sambuze set up. I’ve been attending just to observe and help in any way I can, and I’ve never been more inspired. Their class went superbly, far better than the same class had gone when I’d been the one teaching. Pretty soon, they won’t even need me any more, which is the point. Ha ha (victorious laugh) I love it. It’s awesome.