Last night there were 2 more earth quakes. That makes 3 for the week. I have been in bed for all of them, and it just feels as though someone is shaking the bed or even picking up a corner of it and dropping it.
For Christmas Ryan asked for a special kind of soccer ball (football here) that even with a hole in it, won't deflate. He got it and immediately handed it over to me and said it was for me to take to Ggaba Demonstration school in Uganda. I took good care of it as I traveled here, even had it in my carry on so it wouldn't "get lost". It made it safely and I was waiting for a good time to take it to the school. Yesterday after school the girls were playing netball. It is similar to basketball but there is no dribbling, it is all about pivoting and passing. There is now a barbed wire fence around the compound, (which means I cannot climb the tree as my short cut anymore) and within 30 minutes of the game the semi new ball they were using (usually a volley ball or soccer ball) got a hole in it from the fence. The school is having a competition with neighboring schools on Monday, meaning this was the perfect time to bring in the ball. I planned on bringing it the next day (today). While the kids played netball a group of other kids, a teacher, and myself all played with a 3/4 deflated ball. It was a game of catch/keep away/run around screaming on a hill top. It was a lot of fun.
I took the invincible ball, which will be referred to as "the blue ball" into school today. I learned through observation and teachers just being blunt last year, that I needed to be choosey in who I gave the ball to. Teacher Fred was conveniently the first teacher I came to. He has been the one I have come to trust when it comes to money and/or gifts to the school. I presented him the ball. He was so excited. He kept it up in the office/library/storage/room with the one nice table that is never used. He brought it out during tea time and showed all the teachers. He presented it as "Kelcey's brother has said that he loves our school and our students. He wants our students to be happy and be able to play. He has sent this ball for them all that way. It is not able to be broken." All of the teachers took turns playing with it and squashing it. They were so excited. One teacher who was particularly excited to play with it was having a great time, another teacher jokingly said to him "Did her brother say he loved the teachers?? NO! He said he loved the students! That ball is for the students!" Everyone laughed and confined to play catch in the "teachers lounge". They all commented on how we will be the only school with a blue ball!
Tomorrow there is a conference we are going to. There are 4 people from Canada joining our group. Teacher Bernard keeps telling everyone they are my sisters. I can only assume they are white... Haha.
Two students got caught fighting before school. When one boy was asked, "Were you boxing!?" He replied, "Yea." Teacher Fred looks to me, "Ahh! He has picked up your English!" Later in the morning those same two boys were fighting in the classroom. The head master called each teacher one by one to "cane and properly punish the boys". I was called twice but declined. The teachers laughed at me and said, "But how do you keep order with your students back home??" Good question....
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