Pursuing Peace in Uganda

Don’t let it be I have let far too many things in this world just, “be…” On Tuesday one of my 1 st grade pupils died. I have another pupil who got a blister from a burn, kept picking at it and it turned into an infected blood wound. I live in a 6-bedroom house by myself while other teachers share similar 6 bedroom homes with two families of 5. My teachers are so afraid of being lynched for the truth that they are having to lie to make their innocence sound more believable. One of my pupils is deaf. His parents send him to dorm at school because they don’t know how to manage his special needs. He is known in the community as being a bad kid because he steals and gets in fights often. The school wants to kick him out, the only restriction being the knowledge that after this he will be living in the streets. I have a girl who comes to my house everyday to talk in hopes that I like her enough to invest in her schooling and sponsor her to get ahead in life. Nayonga died o

Peace Corps Blog 5 Safe Space Guidelines/ Acknowledgements: My blog, my reflections, my words are my own, informed by my experiences, perspectives and ideologies, they do not and should not be taken to represent peace corps, peace corps volunteers or Uganda and Ugandans. I am being vulnerable in sharing my reflections and experiences, however I would like to acknowledge that some of the things I write, and share can come from a place of judgement, privilege and ignorance. I ask you to take everything with a grain of salt and to give me compassionate and constructive feedback to help me understand and realize these things. I would also like to say this blog is not a place for me to lecture, educate or inform the world or a people from. This blog is truly a safe space for me to deconstruct and digest my peace corps experience, solely. Thank you, Wakanda, Uganda Ugandan proverb: “It takes a village to raise a child.” I think European, white colonialist would also agr