We get to conference. The two sessions are two hours long and they’ve only given a half hour in between each broadcast, so this time around seems so long. They give us lunch though, which is nice - a bun, a banana, and a juice box.
Meghan has come today and sits with us in the pew. By the way, the pews are very comfortable. They have so much padding and legroom.. we lined up early just to get one. Ha. Later, Meghan tells Marvin she can’t teach today. He says he’ll come to Mukono to learn. I tell him some people were interested in our branch so maybe we’ll make some activity of it.
For whatever reason after conference I was in a complaining mood. Something offended me and I needed to let it go, especially after the great talks about forgiveness at conference. I wasn’t terribly offended or anything but I wasn’t being positive. We were walking to get a taxi and it started to rain. Great just great. I feel like it’s my fault ha.
We stand under some trees until the rain finally trickles through. We move down the sidewalk some more and find another tree. Luckily my camera is in a waterproof bag. We are getting absolutely soaked and getting cold. We are laughing at how awful it is and see a building across the road that people are under and watching us laughing.
Finally when we can take no more we get out from under the tree and run across the street. It doesn’t seem to be raining as hard when we are out from under the tree. Haha. We get to the building and stand against the wall.
There are large wooden doors we are beside with pad locks. Kelley says, “Wouldn’t it be great if we get inside and they have nice dry clothes for us, some blankets, hot chocolate with marshmallows, and Home Alone playing on the T.V.?”
What a crazy thing to say! And I want to tell her she’s nuts, but I can’t deny it. I really want nothing more in life at this moment than exactly what she said. I wouldn’t even want any other movie besides Home Alone.
We laugh and peek into one of the open doors and find four construction workers inside. It’s a sort of garage and they invite us in to sit with them on buckets and cases of soda. One of them is only 13 and I ask if he’s in school. He says he can’t afford it, so he works for a while and then goes back to school until money runs out and starts again. I tell him whatever it takes, to finish his schooling.
The rain stops and we find a taxi home. Jeff and Kelley stay in Mukono for another night and go straight home. It takes forever. When I get home I meet Kate. She is a new volunteer form
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