Blog Number The Last: In Love In Uganda I knew my life would change, but I never quite knew how. This is my last blog post, but I still have at least 2 more months here. So now it’s time for nostalgia. All of the nostalgia. I remember the conversations I had during the semester before I left. “Sam, I am scared. Like, really scared.I don’t want to leave you guys. I have seriously been thinking about just staying,” I…
Greetings I bring from Northern Uganda. It has been a while since I posted, and so much has happened that I honestly don’t even know where I would start. So instead, I am going to give you a new playlist. Here in Acholiland, we find any reason to party. Hey, it’s Monday night? Let’s go to BJz. But really, people here know how to have a good time. And the music is amazing. Maybe not for all of you hipsters…
Home Away from Home My home stay family calls me Laker (Lah-kay). The first day that I was with them, my mommy sat me down and told me she was going to give me a new name. Most people in Gulu have a name that follows the same pattern: traditional name-Christian name-family name. The traditional names all have meanings. For example, one of my host sister’s names is Aber (Ah-bay), which means beautiful. For me, Laker means “coming from a…
All the Feels of Being Far and Away My first week in Uganda was the biggest roller-coaster ride of my life, both emotionally and physically. I had never left the United States, and for some reason I decided that going to Uganda for my first outing would be a good idea. On January 31st, I left on a plane to meet the other students participating in the SIT Uganda/Rwanda Post-Conflict Transformation program. Pictures and words will do no justice to…