This week has been another unforgettable one. So much has happened that I will try and sum it up. I'm definitely getting more into the routine with my chores. My bean picking skills are at an advanced level and I finally feel less like a newb. Spending time with the beautiful children is my main focus. During their recess break, I have been dancing around with the kids and the younger ones are loving "a pocket full of posies". They also just see you doing something with one kid and then yell "and me and me and me!" The babies here have so much energy and there is one of their worship songs I love dancing around to with them where you celebrate everything from your shoe to your head.

We also said goodbye to some really great new friends today from England. I have met the most amazing people who share my desire to be here and help out in any way they can. The main thing on my mind right now is the local hospital visit to the children's ward today. We brought some food and other supplies like toothbrushes, vitamins, etc. to the children. It's really hard to describe what I saw. Healthcare is free in Uganda, but you must pay for your own supplies and food at the hospital. Most of the patients can't afford food or supplies and end up dying from starvation. It was most painful to see on the children. I won't go into details, but I never felt more needed just giving food to a skeletal sized infant. It's unreal. I can tell you this is not my last trip to Africa.

In other news, as a group we wanted to give a gift to the orphanage and the kids. So we all chipped in and bought a goat! Although I am a vegetarian, I understand the circle of life and don't criticize it. Especially here. So after dinner, we are going to witness the slaughtering of the goat that the children will be eating for the next few days. Sorry, PETA!

This is Sylvia. I am obsessed with her and we hang out a lot. She has a very sad story of where she came from, but now is safe and being taken care of in Ibonde. I think she is about 3. We like to sing a lot and she also loves to sleep, which can make water runs somewhat difficult when she is sleeping in my lap.

I’ll have you know that my life guarding skills have come in handy here because a kid at the orphanage, Jordan, sprained a finger the other day and I have been wrapping it up for him. It’s interesting here how there isn’t enough in the budget for the children to be taken to the hospital if it is not deemed a “serious injury”. Luckily, I brought an awesome first aid kit.

Yesterday, some of us also ventured to the equator and the Rwenzori mountains, which is where we get our water from. There, we found the cutest village, hiding in between these large surrounding mountains. These people were clearly surprised by the mutattu (bus) of mzungus (white people) entering their village and the kids were running beside the van and posing for pictures. They were so welcoming and told us about their village and what it is like to live there.

This morning, I went to church and am starting to know all the songs because we hear them every night during prayers at the orphanage led by the older kids. I've been jumping in during prayers and dancing with the kids, which they either love or find hilarious. Apparently, white people here are just comical and we get laughed at just walking around. I eat a banana, they laugh. I ask for a bathroom, they laugh. I sit on a boda boda, they REALLY laugh. I think all of us are getting a dose of the spotlight since every one pays attention to whatever the crazy mzungus are doing. Don't know how I feel about this, but please don't make me come home.