After yesterday’s sobering post and BIG NEWs I feel the need to share some beautiful photos of some of the children we met as we journeyed around Uganda. We could all use a lift in spirit and appreciate the resilience of a child.
I don’t recall ever seeing any of the children with toys. Occasionally someone had a stick and an old round piece of a wheel they might have pushed around for some fun. Once we drove by an unorganized soccer match where the kids ran barefoot in the dirt seriously pursuing a victory.
If I could have done one thing differently while preparing for this trip, I would have brought a few pounds of candy and left home a few items of clothes in exchange. I always wanted to be able to pass out candy to these kids when ever I saw them. I fantasized a big pinata like sprinkling and scramble that would have been powered by shrieks of joy. It would be a rare event in their lives and so much more fun for me to see there than at a birthday party in America where every kid is bored because they’ve done it so many times before. As it was, they all had access to raw sugar cane that they like to suck and chew on…. not great for the teeth, but sweet nonetheless.
I have mentioned before that the older siblings have so many little babies coming into the family that the babies are really the toys for them. This beautiful girl here has such a sweet smile. It took a while for me to get used to how many of the children keep their heads shaved. I learned this is because it makes it easier to control lice. They all have such beautiful faces I learned quickly to look at their clothes for signs of flowers and such to determine if I was talking to a boy or a girl.
I have a lot of practice getting a crowd of kids going for a fun photograph like this one. Craig’s family reunion at the beach every year gathers fifteen cousins for a week and I have the great pleasure of bringing out the best of them in photographs. Kids are the same every where I go. Isn’t that a wonderful truth to know? If I’ve learned anything about traveling the five continents I’ve been on it is that simple fact, kids are the same no matter where they are born. (some are louder than others…. like the ones in our country…)
The smile of a child goes a long way to keep my own satisfied.