Kibuye, one week in an african village

It Pronounces Chibuye and it is the village where I stayed for five days. No light, no water and no bathroom. The shower is a circle of bricks… I only used it once. The bathroom is a mud house with a hole in the middle. It smells like feces and there are flies everywhere. There are seven huts made ​​of brick,  it is just a room. There is space for four small mats with her mosquito net and some small thing more, like buckets. At night, while sleeping you can listen lizards and mice walking around next to your mat.

The kitchen is outside, on the ground, and when they are cooking this black smoke comes out of the poorly built hut. I went there because it is part of Arise and Shine and that week we helped at health fair in the community. It was a great experience, I met people from the village… That do not wear shoes and their feet are rock hard as but their heart is big. They are shy but if you give them a smile they will return to you the joy. They estimate you instantly and they learned your name without having to repeat it twenty times. The people is what makes a town. And this experience of living in an African village was what it was because of them.

We saw the kids at school and they sang to us the song of the school song. To get there was a long ride. We had to rent a particular car between all the volunteers that went (luckily for us, we went six and it was cheaper). Richard, our driver, took us to Kamuli and there, we had a lunch and we also bought the stuff we need for the week at the market (Food, water, toilet paper). I tasted milk tea and I loved it. After that, we had to take a really bumpy road to get to Kibuye. The road was dirt and all the dust was coming in through the window. We arrived around 2pm and that day was kind of slow. We talked with each other. We got to meet the other kids from Arise and Shine and I read a little. At afternoon we start cooking. Our menu options of those five days weren’t many but I did enjoyed the food there. We all helped to cook, either we chopped the things, or cooked, or washed. Team work. I remembered I had a great potato and egg soup there. We ate simply but we ate good, in front of a bonfire and below the stars.

I had fun, but I also had times when the heat and the extreme tranquility suffocated me… But then night fell and the stars came out. And the sky was a blanket with Christmas lights everywhere, I looked for a long time to it and the stars began to dance. Because in Africa you dace. In Uganda, you dance and you do not stop dancing.

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