Conference day

Friday was conference day for teachers all around the Kampala area. Students from many different schools performed songs, dances, stunts and more. There were guest speakers talking about practical teaching/learning. About how important the basics are. After that we all ate lunch. I was prepared this time, knowing we would eat on the grassy slope, I took my blanket I, uh, borrowed from the airline. (I had events like this in mind when I took, I mean borrowed, it.) The tag on it says "property of Brussels airline". A few teachers laughed and told me that was open theft!
After lunch the MC played the traditional songs of tribes or a particular area. The people from there were to go out and dance. At the end he was asking all the single ladies to put their hands up. Teacher Noah grabbed my hand and raised it. The MC was counting out how many hands he saw until he got to me. Then he said, "Oh! A mazungo that is single! Come up here madam!" I went up there and he asked where I was from. He told me he had been dreaming of getting a wife from Nebraska. He got down on one knee and proposed. Everyone was laughing. It was really funny. Then when I got back to the group, Teacher Benard said to me, "Number 5! What about your husband!?" Hahaha. For those of you who just started reading this year, last head when I was here a teacher named Vincent shook my hand the first day here. As he shook my hand be said "How did God know I wanted my next wife to be a mazungo??" I had no clue what he was talking about or if he was serious or anything. As the year went on, I learned he has 1 wife, but referred to the other teachers as his wives when he wanted something. I was soon known as "number 5" and him "husband". It was a great day!
Today I went up to the school for a bit and then to Teacher Carol's house for lunch. I had a Stoney with lunch and it was great! After lunch we went to visitation day. She asked me yesterday if I wanted to go and I said yes not having any clue what that was, but knowing I had no plans it sounded great. Visitation day is for students at boarding schools. Their parents come to see how they are doing, bring treats, pay school fees and such. We took a taxi there. The taxis should hold 15 people. Well.... We had a lot more. If the conductor thought we were about to get caught he would jump out and take a bodaboda, meeting up with us down the road. He thought it was funny that the mazungo laughed at this.
It was a fun day.