at least a thousand words

train tracks near soroti, uganda through my windshield.

OXFAM!

i lingered a little too long in bed this morning trying to finish reading a very interesting¬† novel and therefore did not have time to drink my coffee at home. this is an important element to the story that follows below. (for this human being to function properly she needs coffee. lots of it.) being … Continue reading OXFAM!

hands: one

angelina atyam with a frangipani flower, lira-uganda information on concerned parents association can be found here. a wiki article is here. to purchase the book "aboke girls" go here. more reflections on hearing this story to come.

karamoja math

the last time i did laundry in an act of knowing laziness i left the multicolored clothespins hanging helplessly on the laundry lines. they have been bunched together on the three lines by the strong karamoja winds into an oddly colorful abacus whose math is as mysterious to me as the soft language i am … Continue reading karamoja math

the hostility of the karimajong became hospitality*1: an introduction ceremony

from very early in my time in karamoja i knew that i would be participating in the introduction ceremony for christine and francis.¬† i was not asked, i was told. i was not given an opportunity to demure or attempt humility at being 'asked' but ordered when and where to show up for events leading … Continue reading the hostility of the karimajong became hospitality*1: an introduction ceremony