...and I must have been too traumatized to write. Haha.
Father Albert and I went for an evening walk after tea. (It just sounds so proper writing it out!) He took me up the hill to what he calls "the Gold Coast of Kampala!" (Kampala is built on 7 hills, it is one of the hills across from the seminary and has big houses.) Well, our walk started out just fine. Then, our of no where came a cow. Running right down the road, right at me! Father dodges to the left, I panic and scurry to the right, the cow has changed paths is looking deep into my eyes as it runs at me. I do what any logical person does. Runs and hides behind the lady with a baby. She picked up a rock and threw it at the cow. The cow trots off across the road looking back at me with a glare. Father Albert, laughs and shouts, "ok! I'm over here!" But wait! Where there is one cow, another one must follow, right?? So I again stay in close range to the lady with a baby and a good throwing arm. The second one doesn't come as near and joins his friend. I scamper over to Father and hope to quickly be on our way. He laughs at me and we keep walking. But wait... I hear the trot-trot-trot of another coming from behind. This time there is a metal road blocker thing so he can't get to us. Walk continues smoothly. We get to the top-ish of the hill. I look over and talk about how pretty and green all the banana trees are, but in the middle of the road there seems to be a rock saying, "hey, come look at the dirt road!". Annnnnd I stumble. One of those slow motion falls where you feel like you are falling for about 30 seconds and future you should be able to catch you. Well, I fell on my knee. A great mixture or blood and mud are caked on it. So not only am I being stared at as the only white person around, but everyone is looking at my knee because it is so obvious.
Father Albert and I get back to the seminary and the gate keeper says, "Oh! Did you fall??" I laugh and response, "Yeah, I was looking at a tree." Father quickly looks at it and says "Oh! Did you actually hurt yourself!? Don't tell mom. She won't let you come back here if we hurt you!!"
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