tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444290914028152012024-03-14T06:42:49.985-07:00Following His Calling: Amani Baby CottageBrooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-43659603216609771192013-08-17T00:04:00.003-07:002013-08-17T00:04:51.382-07:00See you later, Uganda
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Well I now write this post to you from the Amsterdam
airport. I am halfway through my flight back home to Florida. With my six-hour
layover, I have some time to attempt to compile my thoughts into a blog post. Words
cannot describe how incredible it has been returning to Uganda. I just want to
thank everyone again who has supported me, both financially and with your
prayers throughout this trip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From
the very beginning, this trip has truly been about trusting in God and being
faithful to the plans He has for my life. For me, I feel like God has really
stretched me this time around. From stressful missed flights to just placing my
safety in His hands in every situation, it has been a pretty incredible ride. </div>
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The hardest part of this experience is always the goodbyes. On
Wednesday, I said goodbye to Mama Lucy. She is one of the mamas for the girls.
I love this woman! Last summer, I dubbed her my African mother. She is so
hardworking and has such a beautiful spirit. She is a great mama to the girls.
I was thrilled to hear that she is expecting a precious little one of her own
late November <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span> I
have nothing but admiration and respect for her. As she hugged me goodbye, she said,
“ Auntie Brooke, no tears this time. You are a big girl now!” Such a typical
Mama Lucy statement <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span>
All I can say is I will miss her dearly.</div>
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Yesterday, I said goodbye to the girls and boys. This time I
did shed some tears, especially when saying goodbye to Mercy. As I hugged Alima
and told her that I loved her and was going to pray for her, she asked “
Auntie, why are you crying? Are you sad?” I told her that these were happy
tears and just a little bit sad too. It’s the truth. I am so happy and blessed
to have had the privilege to spend a total of three months loving on these
girls. I am grateful for the time I’ve had to be a part of their lives. They
have blessed me a thousand times over. Alima was also kind enough to point out
and say “Auntie Brooke… your tears are dirty.” I forgot to pack the waterproof
mascara <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span></div>
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It’s hard for me to accept that I probably won’t be going
back to Uganda anytime in the near future. It is still my desire to one day
return and even have the opportunity to show my family Amani and this country I
have fallen in love with. I know that at this time in my life, I am supposed to
focus on continuing my nursing education and starting this next phase of my
life. Uganda and Amani will always have a big part of my heart and that red
clay isn’t going to rub off too easily <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the words of
Lydia… “Auntie, its not goodbye… its see you later.”</div>
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<li>Boda Rides</li>
<li>Finding geckos living in my shoes...I dont know who was more surprised...me or the gecko</li>
<li>Next door neighbors attempting to DJ and creating a spontaneous backyard dance party for us</li>
<li>Feeding and cuddling with babies</li>
<li>Little girls running and wrapping their arms around my legs when I enter the cottage</li>
<li>The fact that Mercy's smile and contagious laugh is the exact same as it was last summer</li>
<li>Being called Auntie Brooke</li>
<li>Hardworking, beautiful mamas</li>
<li>Late night conversations with the volunteers</li>
<li>Laughing with Mama Lucy</li>
<li>Bible studies on Tuesday's</li>
<li>Splashing around in the Nile with the boys</li>
<li>Visiting villages</li>
<li>Chapati runs in the morning</li>
<li>Meeting Gastor at Canaan</li>
<li>African spice tea and Rolex's</li>
<li>Kids club on Saturday afternoons</li>
<li>Taking kids to church</li>
<li>Rolling paper beads and having picnics of passion fruit and Gnuts with Mama Lois and her kids</li>
<li>Star gazing with the volunteers</li>
<li>Seeing how big the kids have gotten in a year</li>
<li>Putting the girls down for a nap</li>
<li>Reading books at preschool</li>
<li>Long walks around Jinja</li>
<li>Speaking Lugandan to boda drivers and their surprised reaction that a muzungu (white person) is speaking their language</li>
<li>Praying with the kids</li>
<li>Hugs from Paul</li>
<li>Hope's giggles</li>
<li>Cuddling with Fiona</li>
<li>Stories about the latest creatures Mary has discovered in her room</li>
<li>Trekking in the mud at the market for produce</li>
<li>Pitch Perfect movie night with the volunteers</li>
<li>Taking pictures with the kids...both at Amani and the villages</li>
<li>Playing with the kids from Budundo in a field filled with cows</li>
<li>Taking videos of Mercy squealing and singing This Little Light of Mine</li>
<li>And many more :)</li>
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Today, we took about six boys on a boat ride on the Nile! It felt so good to be on the water and just take the time to appreciate God's beauty here in Uganda. We were told that Lake Victoria is the second largest lake in Africa. The kids absolutely loved the boat ride. They were all trying to lean over and touch the water. There were a couple of times we were afraid we would be taking a dip into the Nile as we felt one side of the boat lean towards the water. It was amazing getting to see so much wildlife here in Jinja. We saw monkeys, Belted Kingfisher birds and Nile Monitors ( the largest lizard in Africa). About half way through, we were able to get out of the boat and go on an island. On the island, there was a sign marking the source of the Nile. We got some great pictures :)</div>
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This post is pretty much going to be dedicated to pictures :) I take so many here and its just so hard choosing which ones to upload! Its been a good week so far. We are having a bit of a transition in the volunteer house. We gained two new volunteers yesterday and two are leaving tomorrow. This is one of the hard parts about being here. Saying goodbye. I have met some pretty incredible people and its always sad saying goodbye. Thank goodness for Facebook!</div>
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-74544209367671930392013-08-02T12:45:00.002-07:002013-08-02T12:45:23.162-07:00Highlights of this weekHere's a quick look at what has been going on this week!<br />
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This week, we did not have preschool for the kids. Instead, we tried to get a little creative with some fun activities. Since we had our mornings free, some of the volunteers created a "spa" inside the preschool room for all of the mamas. We painted their toes and provided treats and tea. It was nice spoiling such wonderful ladies that work so hard each day. While some of the volunteers were doing the spa, the rest of us did crafts and activities with the kids.<br />
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One morning, we made noodle necklaces. This ended with half of the kids attempting to each the noodles off the necklaces ;) Another day, we took a white sheet from the guesthouse and make colored water in spray bottles and homemade finger paint. The plan was that the kids would take turns spraying the sheet with the colored water and throw rubber balls dipped in paint at the sheet. It went as planned for about 10 minutes. Instead, I think the aunties got sprayed just as much as the white sheet. My feet and arms were slightly dyed blue for half the week :)<br />
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We also took the kids for a picnic around the corner from Amani. During our picnic, supplied with cookies and Sprite, a monkey appeared from across the road and crossed the street right in front of us! The kids were so excited. After the monkey disappeared, all the kids decided to do their own impression of monkey faces. It was quite comical.<br />
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Another activity we did was take some of the kids putt putt golfing at a restaurant nearby Amani. I think the kids had a great time. They didnt quite understand the concept that you have to wait until the ball stopped after you hit it. Instead, the game started to resemble hockey putt putt golf. But the day was filled with laughs and squeals from them once they finally got the ball in the hole. At the 7th hole, there was a concrete crocodile that you had to hit the ball through the mouth to get to the other side. We discovered that the crocodile ate the balls which ended our game early :)<br />
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Each night at dinner, we each tell our favorite part or moments of the day. I would have to say that some of my favorites have been Mercy squealing and yelling "Auntie!" as she runs and wraps her arms around my legs when I enter the girls cottage in the morning, cuddling with the babies (especially Jane) and singing songs with the preschool. It has been a great week. I realized today that I leave in exactly 2 weeks! I cant believe how fast it is going by, but I am so grateful for each day here.<br />
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-55326454718541648202013-07-28T07:52:00.000-07:002013-07-28T08:27:05.324-07:00Sole HopeYesterday, another volunteer and I spent the morning/afternoon with an organization called Sole Hope. Before I left Florida, I found out that a friend knew one of her friends was interning with Sole Hope and happened to be staying in Jinja as well. I'm telling you, we live in such a small world :) So, I was able to join her and some of their team at a Jigger removal clinic in a nearby village.<br />
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Sole Hope focuses on providing hope and freedom from foot related diseases through education and medical relief. One disease that is very common is Jigger infestation. Jiggers are a type of sand flea that lay their sac of eggs under skin. This is caused by the dust and dirt accompanied by not wearing shoes. It is very painful for the infected person. If left untreated, it can get infected and result in gangrene or amputation.<br />
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I wasn't sure what to expect on this clinic trip. When we arrived at the village, we made a little assembly line of wooden stools for us to sit on and benches across from us. Two people were in charge of washing the feet and inspecting for suspicious Jiggers, three were removing them and the rest were taking progress notes. Since it was my first time out, I started with washing the children's feet. This may seem strange, but for me it was such a humbling experience washing a child's dirty feet. All I could think about was the passage in the Bible when Jesus washed his disciples feet. It was a depiction of ultimate servitude for myself. In Africa, some kids do not own a single pair of shoes so you can only imagine some of the conditions of their feet.<br />
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What I was not expecting was that the majority of the children refused to sit down to have their feet washed and inspected. I learned that having Jiggers is viewed as shameful and a lack of cleanliness. Because of their pride and embarrassment, the children would rather endure the pain rather than having their jiggers removed in front of their peers. We had a man translate for us and he would bring children that he knew had jiggers or other foot conditions. He brought this young girl to me that had her left foot completely wrapped but she refused to sit down. Instead she just walked away. It broke my heart...<br />
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While we were waiting for more children to come, I spent some time with the village children. There is just something about playing and loving on village children. It's hard to explain but its one of my favorite experiences in Africa. During my time here, its funny learning some of the things village kids are fascinated with. For example, they are so intrigued by arm hair haha. My blue finger nail polish confused a couple of them as well :) Overall, it was a great experience! I am hoping to be able to join them on another clinic before I leave.<br />
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-87754927536060695672013-07-26T22:36:00.001-07:002013-07-26T22:36:15.243-07:00First Week Back!Can it be that I have already been here for a week? It is unreal how fast time flies by. My first week back has been amazing! It has been great being back Amani. The kids have grown up so much!<br />
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When I got here, I found out that Amani now has a full time nurse. I am so happy to hear this! It turned out that her visa was expiring and she had to leave the country for almost a week. The timing was perfect and I have been able to fill in for her temporarily. Please pray for these kids and their health. It seems an infection is spreading around Amani and a ton of the kids have been having high fevers and coughs. We have taken a few of them to the clinic in town to rule out Malaria. Also, one of our little babies has Bacterial Pnuemonia.<br />
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Besides helping out in the clinic occasionally, I have been helping teach preschool! Amani has a great person setting up preschool every morning. After about 45 minutes of playtime at stations, we break the kids off into small groups. In my group, I have Christopher, Brian, Charlie and Danvir :) These boys are so smart and very eager to learn new things.<br />
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After preschool, I am assigned to the girls room again!! There are a lot of familiar faces but a couple new ones too. It has been fun seeing the changes that have occurred in a years time. Since I am with the girls, this also means that I get to spend time with Mercy. Last summer, I fell in love with this little girl. If I could have adopted her, I would have :) She is so big now. She still has the same exact infectious giggle and big smile. Also, she is now talking! It is so much fun hearing her sweet little voice saying Auntie. She cant say Auntie Brooke yet, but I am working on it :)<br />
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I will upload some pictures of the kids for you now. This morning, another volunteer Sarah and I are going to help out at an organization called Sole Hope. A friend back home told me that one of her friend is interning with this group here in Jinja. We were able to connect and I am excited to see what kind of work they do in Jinja! We are heading out to one of the villages this morning for a three hour clinic. I know they work specifically with removing jiggers from their feet and providing education on jiggers and wearing shoes. I will write a specific blog post about it tomorrow.<br />
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-30926086763143268232013-07-21T13:24:00.000-07:002013-07-21T13:24:29.476-07:00Weekend Adventures<div>
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Hello everyone! It seems I am adjusting to Ugandan time very nicely. I have not had any trouble sleeping or waking up at odd times during the night! Thank goodness :) This weekend has been really busy which is the way I like it.<div>
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Saturday was my first full day here. Every Saturday morning, the volunteers have a half work day at Amani then the rest of the day off. I briefly saw the kids and they are SO big! I am so excited to start full time tomorrow and see how much they have changed. Saturday afternoon, a couple of us went to The James Place Kids Club. Tina Weir is a full time missionary here in Jinja through HEAL Ministries. She does a lot of outreach programs in the villages and nearby orphanages. Every Saturday, kids from town and local villages come for games and a bible study. We had over 300 kids! It is so much fun interacting with the kids. I remember sitting down and kids will just surround you. I had maybe three kids sitting in my lap, two girls braiding my hair and another one fascinated with my blue nail polish :) This is one of my favorite things about Uganda. The children are so welcoming and loving. For example, I could be walking around the compound and all of the sudden there is a little person holding my hand. Or two or three kids fighting over who gets to hold your hand :) After the bible study, we had a local village team of dancers come. It was really fun!</div>
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Today (Sunday), I went to church at Worship Harvest. It was great because we were able to bring a couple of older kids from Amani to church. I brought Alima :) She was shy at first but by the time the service was over, she was either in my arms or sitting in my lap. Oh how I have missed her bubbly personality and infectious laugh!</div>
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Later in the afternoon, Becky (a volunteer I met last year and is back again) and I joined Tina's team and we drove to Canaan Children's Home. This is an orphanage that give orphans an opportunity to have a Christian education and safe place to live rather than begging and living on the streets. It gives them an opportunity to have a chance to thrive in the Ugandan community. These children are not adoptable. Unlike other orphanages I have visited, the ages are from three years old all the way to young adults in their early twenties. It was really fun socializing with the older kids. Right now, Tina has a creative arts team with her. So today I was with the older girls and played music and danced. My favorite moment however, was the praise and worship time we had. We all sat in a circle in the middle of the room where the girls sleep and sang worship songs. Last week at church back home, we sang the song 10,000 reasons. Today I sat among 20 Ugandan young women and sang the very same song. It was beautiful moment reflecting that worshipping God can be just as fulfilling sitting on a concrete floor surrounded by nothing but voices and an acoustic guitar.</div>
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At Canaan, I met this young boy who seemed automatically attached to me. His name is Gaster and he is 12 years old. He has the sweetest personality and would never let go of my hand :) He told me that he loves basketball and want to be a pilot. I had asked him if he had brothers or sisters and he said yes, but they do not live at Canaan. I can only imagine how hard it must be being away from them.</div>
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Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-81538942199351783192013-07-19T11:31:00.001-07:002013-07-19T11:31:44.172-07:00Greetings from Uganda!Greetings from Uganda! My African adventure started before I reached Uganda.This time around I have
gotten a taste of delayed flights, missed connections...you name it. Once I landed
in Detroit, I discovered that my next connecting flight to Amsterdam was
delayed by 2 1/2 hours! This also meant that I would be missing my connection
flight to Entebbe Uganda. In other words, I was temporarily stranded in
Amsterdam. This was a little nerve wrecking for me, especially traveling by
myself. It seems that God is already using this trip to stretch me and pull me
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waiting in line to rebook my flight, I had to keep reminding myself that God is
in control and everything happens for a reason. Instead of arriving in Entebbe
at 10:15pm last night, I was hopping on a plane to Kenya last night and arriving in
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<span style="font-family: Times;">So, despite the unexpected chaos life sometimes brings us, today was a
nice reminder that He's got me and all is well. I now get to arrive in Uganda
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I arrived safely in Entebbe despite another hour delay and got to the guesthouse in Jinja around 3pm. It feels so good to be back! I was welcomed by Mama Josephine ( one of my favorite mamas from last summer)! After taking a little nap, I joined the other volunteers for dinner. It seems like a really nice group of girls and I am excited to get to know them better.</div>
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<!--EndFragment-->Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-46769469672810829292013-07-16T22:22:00.001-07:002013-07-16T22:22:55.798-07:00Uganda here I come!Just wanted to write a quick, short post before I leave! The next time I will be updating, my feet will have landed on that red soil I've missed so much. All the suitcases are packed ( which i've discovered not going over the 50 lb limit is truly a fine art) and ready to go! Please pray for smooth travels and that myself and my two suitcases all end up safely in Entebbe :) My flight leaves Orlando at 4pm and then I will be arriving in Entebbe on Thursday at 10:15pm Ugandan time.<br />
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I know my time over there is going to fly by and I am SO excited to see what God has in store during this trip! I will do my absolute best to update with stories and pictures as often as I can.Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-72365960517821256372013-06-22T23:02:00.000-07:002013-06-23T05:52:02.801-07:00Faith and Miracles<div>
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My first set of news... I graduated nursing school in May! I am officially a graduate nurse and am sitting for my huge state license exam next Tuesday. Fingers crossed I will pass and be able to put RN behind my name :) Its been a long past two years of studying, studying and more studying. I know in the end I have chosen such a rewarding career path. </div>
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My second topic is Africa. For the past few months, it has been an emotional roller coaster. In my previous blog post, I had mentioned that both my sister Baylee and I were planning on returning to Uganda to volunteer at the orphanage, Amani Baby Cottage that I fell in love with last summer. Raising the money this time around has been more difficult than what we were expecting. Unfortunately, we did not raise enough for my sister to join me. She would need to raise $3,500 in order to accompany me. I wish there was a way that she could still come and experience such an rewarding, life altering opportunity.</div>
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For the past few weeks, I wasn't even sure if I would be able to return to Uganda. I had raised enough money for my plane ticket, but not enough for my room & board, visa and living expenses. We had figured that I needed to come up with $1,000 within the next few weeks in order to go. This amount would just barely cover me, but it would be just enough to get me over there. Basically, I needed a miracle. Even with all these road blocks, I still felt that I needed to be going back to serve at Amani.</div>
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Last Sunday, I placed the financial situation into God's hands. If God still wanted to use me in Uganda, He would make it happen. I reminded myself of the scripture Matthew 17:20 <i>He replied, "Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ' Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.</i>"</div>
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Two days later, I received a slip in the mailbox to pick up an envelope at the post office. I applied for a RN-BSN program at UCF for the fall and figured it was related to that. Once I got back in my car from picking up the envelope, I opened it. The large envelope did not contain an acceptance letter. Instead, inside was a donation for $600 towards Africa! I just started crying. God is <b>so</b> good. Apparently, the person thought they had mailed the check weeks ago and discovered that he hadn't. He was worried that his donation was too late. Instead, it came in God's timing and became the miracle I was praying for. I now only needed $400! Later that day, I found out that my grandma was donating $150 and then my friend told me that God had laid it on his heart to donate $100 towards my trip to Uganda. I had also set aside $150 of my own from various babysitting jobs. In <u><b>one</b></u> day, God had provided the $1,000 I needed in order to return to Africa!! I was in complete awe.</div>
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Yesterday I was able to purchase my plane ticket :) I will be leaving July 17th, arriving in Entebbe on the 18th. I will be staying for a month and leaving August 16th, returning to FL on the 17th. Of course, I will be continuing this blog while I am over there. Words can not express how grateful I am to be returning to the kids and women at Amani. I also wanted to take the time and ask that if you feel led to contribute financially towards this journey back to Uganda and Amani, there is a way for you to help. Located on this blog is a donation button through paypal. You will be able to enter your own contribution amount.</div>
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Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-73549538801618779932013-01-27T11:28:00.000-08:002013-01-27T11:28:36.239-08:00One year later
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<o:p> </o:p>It is hard to believe that this time a year ago I was
receiving my acceptance letter to volunteer at Amani. One year ago, I made the
decision to step out in faith and travel halfway across the world all by myself
to be Gods servant in beautiful Uganda, Africa. It was probably <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">the</i> best decision I have made in my life
so far. Since then, Uganda and its beautiful people have inhabited my heart.
There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about or pray for the
mama’s and children there at Amani.</div>
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I miss holding and kissing the sweet, little babies. I miss
being called “Auntie Brooke” and bedtime prayers, hugs and kisses with the
girls. I miss spending time with the mama’s and listening to their stories.
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Since returning to FL, it has been amazing seeing that this
blog has continued to be viewed from all around the world! I have even had the
opportunity to talk with a family that has chosen to adopt from the orphanage I
volunteered at. It was a blessing to be able to share pictures and videos with
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I am SO excited to say that I will be returning this summer
to Uganda! They say that once you have experienced Africa, it will not be your
last. After lots of prayer, my desire to go back to Africa has never gone away.
This time though, it will be different. Not only will I be going back, but my
little sister will be joining me. I cannot wait to share this experience with
her! I look forward to seeing how this opportunity will open her eyes and allow
her to perhaps step outside of her comfort zone. I also hope that our
relationship will grow and strengthen as sisters. Because I am in my last
semester of nursing school, we will be leaving the last week of June and staying
to the first week of August. I have to take my boards exam for my RN license
before leaving! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It will be another
step of faith to raise money for the two of us, but I know that we serve an
awesome God who knows the desires of our hearts. It would be wonderful and much
appreciated for any prayers! </div>
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It feels almost humanly impossible to put into words an accurate description of my summer in Africa. I have had so many people ask me " What was it like living in Africa?". Hah, where do I even begin? Saying goodbye to the girls, the mamas, Mercy and the other volunteers was so much harder than I anticipated. All I can say is thank goodness for waterproof mascara :) I went into this trip specifically praying to God for Him to break my heart for what breaks His... and He did. Being in Uganda on my own taught me so many things. I feel that I grew both spiritually and as an individual. It was the most incredible experience and I am looking forward to what this year holds until I can return next summer!<br />
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-65718322887468722802012-07-31T10:16:00.000-07:002012-07-31T10:32:22.497-07:00NkwagalaCan you believe it? My two months here in Uganda, Africa are coming to an end. It has been mind boggling how fast it has gone by. I can go back in a split second to the moment where I was walking on the beach and enthusiastically telling my mom about Amani and my desire to go to Africa for the summer ten months ago. I remember my brother and sister thinking I was absolutely crazy for wanting to go away, by myself, to a foreign country for two months. I was determined to make a difference in the lives of the orphans who's faces I had fallen in love with before even meeting them in person. For ten months, I poured over the internet, trying to find any pictures, videos or blogs that had anything to do with Amani. The thought of spending eight weeks in Uganda was what got me through my past semester of nursing school. I had no clue what God had in store for me or how He was going to use me. I was just willing to <b>go </b>and <b>serve</b>. It's as simple as that. God calls us to go and serve his people, especially his orphans and widows. Through this entire experience, I have met so many amazing people who are simply obeying His calling by being willing to go and leaving the rest up to God. As a side note, if you have ever had the desire to volunteer or go on a mission trip, just do it. Make the time and you will be so incredibly blessed. I love this quote and its so true- "Nobody can do everything but everybody can do something. "<br />
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I went into this trip expecting to be doing great things... changing lives. Yes, I think I did impact the lives that were around me, but it was in a smaller, lasting way. I held babies when they cried, providing comfort and love. I gave good night kisses and said Nkwagala or " I love you" to 17 beautiful, little girls every night. I was there to hold the hand of one of my little girls while she received IV treatment for malaria for 5+ hours each day for a week. I was able to pray every night for each girl and tell them that they were so, so special. I was able to give out clothing to children in a village that probably wore the same clothes almost every day. I bought beautiful, handmade bead necklaces from strong, resilient women that helped them provide for their families. I watched Freida, who came to Amani severely malnourished, grow stronger each day. I saw her sweet smile as I praised her and said her name, despite the many hospital visits I accompanied her on. I tended to her wound dressings and saw to giving medicine to each baby every morning. Above all, I was just <b>there</b>. I believe its the little things that add up, even if its as simple as a smile. I may have changed Africa in a little way, but more importantly, Africa changed me in a huge way!<br />
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Thank you once again to everyone who supported me, both financially and with your continued prayers. I am so humbled to have had the opportunity to be submersed in this beautiful country with its equally beautiful people. Please pray for me as I begin to prepare my heart for the transition back to the states as well as the goodbyes I have ahead of me. I will be leaving Uganda August 6th and will be back home August 7th. They say that once you come to Africa, it forever becomes a part of you. I know I will absolutely be leaving a piece of me here and in return, Uganda has left its red clay stained imprint on my heart.<br />
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* Sorry my computer wouldnt let me upload any pictures for this blog post. We are having some wifi technical difficulties lately. I will hopefully have the opportunity to upload more later on this week!Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-48180066628675666572012-07-21T04:28:00.000-07:002012-07-21T04:28:09.313-07:00Meet My Girls!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I wanted to take the time and introduce you to these adorable little people that I have fallen in love with and been taking care of this summer. Our days have been filled with giggles and tickle fights, singing, continuous diaper and clothing changes, cheeky smiles, outings to town for sweeties, occasional trips to the clinic and goodnight prayers, hugs and kisses. These girls have taught me what it means to love big and have childlike faith and innocence. They have blessed me each in their own individual ways! <br />
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This is Lydia! She is such a sweetie and a good helper to her younger sisters. She is smart, giggly and has a smile that just lights up her entire face. She loves to play "Salon" and has discovered Auntie Brooke's hair is VERY fun to play with :)<br />
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This is Alima! Oh my goodness... she has the biggest personality for such a little person. This girl has me laughing constantly. Alima is a born leader. She is outgoing, independent and completely lovable. She will tell you how it is and is never afraid to speak whats on her mind. I love when she tells me how "smart"(nice) I look in the morning and never fails to tell me at night "Auntie, I give you one more BIG hug"...3 hugs later :)<br />
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This is Emily! Emily is sweet and sensitive. She has more of a quiet nature but once she is out of her shell, she's a mischievous one! She loves to sneak up and tackle you from behind. Emily is a good listener and usually well tempered...minus occasional melt downs :)<br />
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This is Jennifer! She is our resident diva :) This little girl is full of sass and attitude! She is very particular about who is allowed to hold her. We have discovered that during nap time and bedtime, Jennifer is her happiest haha. She is full of laughs and talks. When you see her walk/ waddle...you cant help laughing :)<br />
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This is Jane! Despite constant runny noses and "su su"(pee) on her shorts, this little one is so sweet! She is full of high pitched squeals and smiles. If you are sitting down, Jane will crawl over towards you and lay her head in your lap. She has the gentlest spirit :) <br />
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This is Jackie! She is our chubbiest, lovable little girl. We joke as volunteers that she sort of looks like Gloria the hippo off the movie Madagascar :) Jackie is always the first one to make a beeline towards you. She loves to be held or sitting on your lap...whether that means scooting off other kids off your lap or not! She is also known for stealing the other girls food when you are not looking :)<br />
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This is Precious! Her name absolutely fits her. Precious is the motherly one out of the girls. She is always carrying around baby dolls and helping undress the little girls for meal time. She is playful and talkative. Trying to brush her teeth at night... sometimes quite the challenge! <br />
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This is Rukia! This girl is quite the character! Rukia absolutely loves music. Her favorite song she likes you to sing is Happy Birthday Rukia. You can find her bobbing her head to any beat or laying out in the sun :)<br />
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This is Grace! We actually call her Baby Grace because there is an older girl who's name is also Grace. I love this sweet thing! Grace is a little explorer. With a love for walking/ stumbling, she is always on the go. If you catch her getting into something, she will just look at you and giggle. She is the happiest little girl!<br />
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This is Peace! She is Grace's twin sister. She is the more quiet, reserved out of the two. We call her Peacie :) Peace is smart and inquisitive like her sister. She loves playing outside with whatever her little hands can grab. Peace is a funny little girl!<br />
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This is Martha! Martha is always the first one to run towards me and give me a hug in the morning. I love it when she calls me Auntie Brooke. She is full of laughs and very mischievous :)<br />
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This is Mary! Mary loves to sing, joke around and has a slight rebellious streak in her :) Mary is Martha's twin sister. The two of them together can sometimes be double trouble! They are good helpers and love to tickle you.<br />
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This is Josephine! Josephine has a twin sister named Caroline. Josephine makes me laugh all the time. She doesn't walk yet but her preferred mode of getting around is scooting everywhere on her bottom. It is the most hilarious thing! She has one of the sweetest smiles :)<br />
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This is Caroline! She is Josephine's twin sister. Caroline is always sharing her food with her aunties and mamas :) Caroline is a little bit more fussy than her sister, but when she is in a happy mood, she is the sweetest thing! I have learned that having sweetie ready can cure almost any melt down!<br />
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This is Justine! She is such a cuddler! Our nickname for Justine is "Little Enchima"( monkey). She is always laughing or smiling with her little tongue sticking out :) Justine is almost close to walking!<br />
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This is Sharifa! We call her Shari :) She is our newest girl. She has only been at Amani for about a week now. She had a rough start here when she got a bad case of Malaria. I definitely bonded with her between trips to the local medical clinic every day. She has the sweetest nature and absolutely beautiful eyes. Every day she is getting stronger and happier!<br />
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Sorry ya'll its been a little while since I've last updated. This week has been pretty routine and low key which has been nice because I have been getting over being sick. Being sick in Africa is not fun at all! Prayers for continued health would be great so I can serve and feel 100% during my last couple of weeks here. It is starting to set in that I have less than a month left here in the beautiful country of Uganda. Where did the time go!?! I have come to love each of these kids, especially my girls and a little one named Mercy :) I can't even begin to imagine saying goodbye! I have to remind myself to live in the moment and appreciate the time I still do have here at Amani.<br />
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<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-18669043118273290212012-07-08T08:11:00.000-07:002012-07-08T08:11:00.339-07:00Halfway Point<div class="MsoNormal">
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beautiful little girls chanting “Auntie Brooke, Auntie Brooke!”. Children
laughing. Mercy giggling. Roosters crowing. Goodnight prayers and whispered “I
love you”. These are the beautiful sounds that I have fallen in love with here
in Uganda. </div>
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But sometimes it can be tiring…both emotionally and
physically. Babies crying. Sixteen girls all vying for your attention. Runny noses.
“su su”(pee) on my skirt for the second time that day. Arms sore from lifting and
carrying a dozen plus little kids. Heart broken for baby Frieda and her
reoccurring sores and illness. Restlessness. Poverty. Getting sixteen girls
ready for bed. Praying.Praying. and more Praying.</div>
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Acts 20:35- And I have been a constant example of how you
can help those in need by working hard. You should remember the words of the
Lord Jesus. “It is more blessed to give than to receive”.</div>
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Those have been some of the hardest moments for myself. I
get frustrated that I cannot give enough. I can’t change the fact that some of
our kids are HIV pos. and that they are going to have to live with it for the
rest of their life. I can’t help but wonder what will happen to some of our
kids if they age out of the system before being adopted or reunited with their
family. I cant heal each broken heart or illness. In the village, I saw the
desperation in the eyes of a mother begging for her child to have a new piece
of clothing. My heart absolutely broke in two when we weren’t able to give her
something and had to turn her away. </div>
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Through the frustration and exhaustion, I am reminded that I
serve a God who does not abandon His children. He hears my cries and knows the
desires deep within my heart. He understands my desperation to serve and love
Him and His people. When I feel drained and used up, Christ renews my strength
and patience. I cant even begin to fathom how much God must love us, each
individually, after falling in love with all the children here at Amani. I
forgot that when loving someone, they take a piece of your heart along with
them. As strange as it might appear, I want my heart to be shattered and
broken. I want to be challenged and constantly tested in my trust and faith.
Through the brokenness, God can mold and shape me. </div>
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“ Auntie, I give you one more big hug!”. Silas telling me “I love you
more”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sixteen girls running and
wrapping their little arms around my legs to greet me each morning. Jacky
resting her head in my lap and falling asleep while I stroke her back. Watching Frieda getting stronger
every day. Singing songs while I tuck the girls into bed. Saying “ I love you” and meaning every word. These are the moments
that make me so grateful and blessed to be here. They overshadow the exhaustion
and emotional toil. Instead, these moments restore me and fill me with such
incredible love.</div>Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-44859805734944137502012-07-07T06:46:00.000-07:002012-07-07T06:46:20.353-07:00Spring of Hope<style>
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Yesterday, I spent my day at a clinic called Spring of Hope. It
is a clinic outreach program that is located in the village Kangulumana, which
is about a 45 minute drive from Amani. People living in the village can come to
the clinic and pick up medication for epilepsy. Also, physical therapy and
occupational therapy is available for those especially with cerebral palsy. I
spent the morning counting out medicine and the other half of our group played
with the kids. Each pack of medication provided enough for a month. I found out
that this clinic was placed specifically in this village because of the large
amount of practice of witchcraft within it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Children with cerebral palsy or any other disabilities were
frowned upon. By providing services and training parents with such children,
Spring of Hope wants to reverse these wronged assumptions. One of the
volunteers from Spring of Hope brought a lot of donated clothes with her. After
dividing everything up, we were able to pick out a new outfit to give to
children and some village kids close by. It was so much fun being able to see
the faces of the children light up when they were given their new clothes. It
was even more humbling seeing the gratefulness in the eyes of the mother or
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being in a village meant that there was a language barrier. Hardly any of the
people spoke English. I was a little worried about how I would communicate with
them since I have only picked up a limited amount of Lugandan since being
here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have learned that smiles
and laughs are a universal language. There was this young girl about the age of
10 or 11 that I will never forget. We were outside playing with the muslim
school kids that went to school next door to the clinic. This girl came right
up to me, smiled and grabbed both of my hands. She turned over my palms and
gently touched my arms, laughing and saying “Muzungu!” She had this quiet,
mature nature. As she rambled on in Lugandan, I found myself wishing I knew her
story. It is not an uncommon sight to see young children caring for their
younger siblings and taking on adult responsibilities. This girl also seemed
fascinated with my hair. That day I wore it in two braids and whenever the
breeze would blow a few strands into my eyes, she would tentatively brush them
out of the way. She had a very motherly air about herself and I am sure she has
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It is so easy to have your heart
break for the people of Uganda.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Next
to the clinic there was a set of small brick buildings that I found out were
houses. It is really hard to describe it but they were sort of these small
common areas, like a court yard where laundry hung out to dry and small coal
fires were made to cook food. Anyways, we had walked over there with one of the
little boys that lived there. It was exactly how I had originally pictured
Africa. There were young women holding these chubby, naked babies wearing only these
beaded thongs. Chickens were running around and women were laughing, hanging
laundry out on the line. I guess word had gotten around that we were giving out
clothes and the women rushed towards us, literally pushing their naked babies
into our arms, asking us to get clothes for them. We of course went and picked
out some clothing items for them. It was one of those “ Oh my gosh, I can’t
believe I am in Africa” moments. I tend to have those a lot <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span> <br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-69767577098892170312012-07-05T13:31:00.000-07:002012-07-05T13:31:03.152-07:00Typical Routine and Pictures<span id="goog_373647282"></span><span id="goog_373647283"></span><span id="goog_967367150"></span><span id="goog_967367151"></span><br />
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I've decided that I am going to devote this entire post to pictures :) I have so many of them that I want to share with you. I have also realized that I haven't really told you my typical day. In the morning I help in the medical clinic at Amani. I usually help give out medicine to the babies, obtain weekly weights and accompany Mama Lois to the children's hospital if one of our kids are sick. Each volunteer is assigned to a category of kids. I am with the girls :) During the day, I help the mamas with lunch, baths and putting the girls down for their nap and later on bedtime. In the late afternoon, we also get a schedule and either have 1 on 1 time, activities or outings. The volunteers get a break from 1-4 and then we are off duty after bedtime which we finish around 7pm. So that's my typical day :) Now for all the pictures!<br />
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</div>Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-61112975658741110962012-07-01T03:56:00.001-07:002012-07-01T03:56:03.800-07:00What I have learned in Africa Part 2What I have learned and experienced in Africa Part 2<br />
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1) Africa has some of the most craziest, unpredictable lightening storms ever. Fun to watch...not fun when it takes out your wifi.<br />
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2) I have yet been able to figure out what side of the road I am suppose to walk on here.<br />
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3) There is nothing like drinking hot African mochas while waiting out a storm and conversing with a Ugandan who is trying to teach you Lugandan.<br />
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4) I think ants have become a new daily food group in my diet :P They get into everything!<br />
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6) I can say that I have swam, rafted and drank a little bit too much of the Nile river for my liking.<br />
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7) Having to continuously say goodbye to people I have made friendship with is so much harder than I ever imagined.<br />
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8) I am convinced that my name must mean something funny in Lugandan because every time I introduce myself, the person laughs and acts surprised that that's my actual name.<br />
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9) I've learned that sometimes its better not to understand what Ugandans are saying. Our boda driver stopped to pump air into his tired and four men came up to us rambling on in Lugandan. We thought they were asking for money but instead were saying that they loved us very very much.<br />
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11) Chickens really do cross the road to get to the other side. I have witnessed it first hand.<br />
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12) After attempting to dance alongside African women, I have come to the conclusion that this muzungu can't shake her hips!<br />
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13) Rummaging for clothes at central market in Jinja is the perfect place to find outfits for the 80s party we had.<br />
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14) Out of all the foods I could miss, I just want a really good Caesar salad.<br />
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15) The majority of people that we meet visiting Uganda are either from Nashville or Canada.<br />
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16) The group of Canadian guys that are volunteering at Amani right now are probably very tired of us asking stupid questions about Canada. First automatic question: "Do you play hockey??" or " What side of the road do you drive on?". Times that by dozens of similar questions :) <br />
<br />Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-84513004104587807682012-06-30T05:34:00.001-07:002012-06-30T05:34:07.036-07:00Akiba<style>
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Quick side note: So sorry its been awhile since my last post. We had a huge storm the other night and the lightening fried our modem. Soo... until our new modem arrives, I am having to use various internet cafes in town. Gotta love third world problems :) </div>
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organizations that are making a difference. In bible study this week, we were
talking and sharing stories, verses and songs that have had an impact in our
lives. One of the girls mentioned how she has been reminded that when it comes
to mission trips, God has already laid down the groundwork for His divine plan.
A lot of times, we go in thinking that we are going to change the world and
make this huge impact/difference in the area we are visiting. We have this
mentality that if it weren’t for us, maybe no one in that place will ever hear
about the gospel. In reality, God has already had the ball in motion so to
speak and we in turn have the privilege of being called and used as one of His
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in Kampala. At first it was overwhelming with everyone trying to sell you their
crafts, but it was a ton of fun. I am getting pretty good at haggling! As great
as it was spending the day shopping, my favorite part was when we visited an
organization called the Akiba House through Bless a Child Foundation. Akiba
provides a place for children undergoing treatment for cancer. Akiba means “treasure”
in Swahili and that is exactly what each child was. I was amazed at how happy
and playful these kids were, despite their illness. Not only does Akiba provided
a haven for kids along with their families close by the hospital, but it also
instills continued education during their time there. They can hold up to about 17 children.
At the moment, there are 14 kids. It broke my heart to know that for all of the
kids, their little bodies were fighting for their lives. We spent some time
playing and of course taking pictures with these precious little people. Being
there really put things in perspective for me. Not only has God always provided
for me, but I am blessed with a healthy body and sound mind. Even though I was
only there for a short time, those kids can be added on to the many blessings I
have encountered here in Africa.</div>Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-90072084140668045342012-06-24T08:48:00.003-07:002012-06-24T08:48:37.904-07:00Ekisa<style>
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special needs orphanage called Ekisa. The young women that started this
orphanage met while volunteering at Amani a few years ago. Both had a passion
for special needed children and saw a need in Jinja for one. I am so happy I
was able to spend some time with these kids! They were so happy and loved by
the women and volunteers that worked there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of the things that I really loved about Ekisa was that they
provided jobs for adults with disabilities as well. Finding employment and
making a living in Uganda is difficult enough, let alone having a disability on
top of that. Painted on the wall in Ekisa is the verse “ I will praise you, for
I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are your works” Psalms 139:14.
This verse is the epitome of Ekisa and Amani. It reminded me that God makes no
mistakes. Even though the outside world may see or think that there is
something “wrong” with a special needed child, God made them exactly the way
they are for a purpose. The children at Ekisa were so joyful and beautiful. It
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<span id="goog_862704012"></span>So now I am almost finished with my second week here at Amani. I cannot believe how quickly I have
fallen into a comfortable routine with the children and life here in Jinja.
This has officially turned into my African home. I am starting to build closer
relationships with the mamas. Yesterday for example, I was trying to make soup
over the stove, which should be a very easy task, but in Africa this is not the
case. The stove top at Amani has to be lit manually by a match. I am such a
wuss when it comes to matches and fire. I had the mama laughing hysterically as
I attempted to light the stove without getting burnt. The whole ordeal was very comical. In the end, the mama took
the match from me and did it herself. I think she has made it her mission to
teach me how to use African appliances properly. I love the fact that
everything here in Africa is either an adventure or something just to laugh
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We (volunteers) have become such a close family. I feel like
I have known these girls my entire life. There isn’t a shadow of a doubt in my
mind that God placed us together right in this moment for a reason. We all go
to a bible study at Helene’s house( who works at Amani) every week. This week
we shared our stories and have bonded even deeper. After we finished talking
about discernment and making Godly decisions in our life, we really felt led to
just have some worship time. After about 30 min. of just singing and
worshipping to praise music in the middle of Helene’s living room, I don’t
think there was a single dry eye. I feel so privileged to know these Godly,
young women. We have laughed, shared and cried with each other.</div>
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have gone through and helped out. I am not going to lie, we have felt very
territorial of our kids and it was hard sharing them with others <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">:) I have to literally remind myself that its not about me and the only thing that matters is these kids are getting loved on.</span> On Wednesday we tagged
along with one of the teams and took some of the kids on a boat ride alone the
source of the Nile. Try picturing 20 adults with a kid on each lap fitting into
one little boat. Halfway through the trip we were scooping out water from the
bottom of the boat. As a goodbye to all the teams, we had a huge bonfire with
all the teams, kids and mamas. The mamas sang songs and danced by the fire! It
was a captivating moment watching and hearing them laugh and sing in their language. I am slowing beginning to learn more lugandan words and phrases each day :) I can almost count to ten!* Thank you Amani preschool every morning :)<br />
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In this trip, I have learned to be self sufficient and totally dependent on God for everything. I have come to understand that God knows exactly what is going to happen in my life and by trusting in Him, I am just along to enjoy the ride. Let me tell you, this has been the ride of a lifetime!<br />
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John 14:18- I will not leave you as orphans, I will come to you<br />
<span style="font-family: Wingdings;"></span></div>Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-54044142922673250872012-06-17T06:42:00.000-07:002012-06-17T06:42:29.061-07:00Reflections<style>
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I just wanted to spend some time reflecting on this past
week. It has been such a surreal transition from living in America to living in
Uganda.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A lot of you know that I
am a nursing student. One of the big reasons I chose nursing as a career was
because I wanted to learn skills that would serve a purpose in helping others.
That is my heart. I absolutely love traveling and seeing new places but about a
year ago I felt this persistent feeling that I needed to start praying for God
to show me where <b>He</b> wanted to use me in this time in my life. Six months later,
I am reading Katie’s book and it all came into place. I had so many people
write in letters or ask me “aren’t you scared” or “ you are so brave and
courageous for doing this”. Yes, I know that spending my summer in Africa on my
own is not what most 21 year old college students do. But truthfully, there
wasn’t a single moment where I second-guessed my decision to come here. I knew
100% that this is what God was calling me to do. It is amazing what kind of
blessings pour out from listening to the desires God places in your heart. </div>
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of what it was going to be like here in Africa. I was going to see all these
skinny children running around on the streets. I was going to see so much hurt
and pain in the eyes of the people I ran into. I was going to be treating all
these kids that needed me…who needed love. I was SO wrong. Yes, there is
poverty. Yes, you do see the kids running around wearing dirty clothes that are
two sizes too big. But there is this genuine love that surrounds these people.
I have realized that in just this past week, these precious children whom each
have their own heartbreaking story, have so much love to give. I thought I was
going to be the one giving them love and attention but it is just the opposite.
They understand what it means to love someone with absolutely no conditions. I
feel it in the smiles and giggles the babies give me when I pick them up. I
feel it in the good night hugs when Alima and Lydia leap into my arms as I have
the privilege to say I love you and pray over them. I literally am crying as I
write this. That is how much these kids have already taken over my heart. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It hit me the first time I put the girls
to bed that this is where they sleep. They don’t have a permanent family. But I
have learned that the kids at Amani have 50+ brothers and sisters. They have
30+ mamas and aunties and uncles that play and give them attention all day
long. This is their family. It may not be a traditional family but it is a family
nonetheless that teaches and encourages them to be their own little person. I
realize that they are not the ones that lack. They might not have some of the
luxuries such as air conditioning or huge shopping malls like we do. Instead,
they are rich in their faith in each other and counting each day a blessing. I
have just been in awe of how much I need to grow because of these children and
mamas. Forget impacting these kids… they are impacting me in ways I never, ever
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<br /></div>Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1244429091402815201.post-71440022657326994412012-06-15T23:19:00.001-07:002012-06-15T23:19:03.463-07:00Safari!Earlier this week, a group of six of us headed out to the Queen Elizabeth National Park in Kasese, Uganda for a three day safari! While being in Africa, there is just no way you can not go on a safari. We left Amani around 4am and arrived around 12 in the afternoon. Although it was a pretty long drive, we had an awesome tour guide that drove us through country villages and pointed out beautiful lakes. Before we arrived at Simba Safari Camp, we stopped and took pictures at the Equator line. I can now officially say that I have been in two hemispheres at the very same time!<br />
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Simba Safari Camp was interesting in itself. We discovered it wasn't one of those fancy safari lodges you dream about with the cool animal print decor, nice themed room. Nope, we opened our door and discovered it was 4 bunk beds with makeshift mosquito nets for all six of us. Poor Charles was going to have to listen to a bunch of girl talk for the next two nights. Once we got settled in, we drove to the park since we had an hour to kill before our boat ride tour. The van we were driving in had a huge sun roof so we all decided to stand on the chairs and stick our heads outside to get a better view. We were probably the funniest sight to the people that lived along the road there. We all were intent on finding as many animals as possible. We joked about how trying to spot elephants in the park was the African version of Where's Waldo. Within that hour, we spotted cows, elephants and wart hogs. Wart hogs are much smaller than Pumba in the Lion King!<br />
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As part of our Safari, we took a boat tour along the Kazinga Channel that joins Lake Gorge and Lake Edward. It was about an hour and a half ride where we saw water buffalo, elephants, crocodiles and hippos. It was amazing to think that here they were in their natural habitat, exactly where God had placed them. They were not behind glass at a zoo and I was not on a safari ride at Animal Kingdom in Disney. Our guide spotted two lionesses up in the hills which is very rare during the day. Lions usually only come out early morning or late at night to hunt. As we were driving back to the camp, our driver quickly stopped and pulled off the side of the road. About 25 feet from the road was a young adult male lion. After waiting about 15 minutes to see if any other lions would accompany him, our driver Wilson thought something might be wrong with the lion. So, we pulled up towards the lion. We were literally only 10 feet away from him! After saying goodbye to the lion, we realized that we had lost our spare tire. This meant that we had to go back...in the dark... to find the tire which happened to be 10 feet away from the lion. Our driver strategically positioned the van in case the lion decided to advance towards him, he could make a quick escape into the van. Wilson saved the day and saved his spare tire from the lion!<br />
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Our second day we woke up early in hopes of seeing more lions. Unfortunately we didn't but instead saw lots of water bucks, water buffalos and more warthogs. It is so hard to condense everything that happened because we did so much and saw so much! We also went on a nature walk where we hiked to see a bat cave. I have never seen so many bats in my entire life! They covered the walls, ceiling, ground...you name it. We also had a National Geographic moment and watched a giant python eat bats. To shorten things and not make this an incredibly long post, we also saw a large group of baboons on the side of the road. We stopped and they came right up to the car door which made for a perfect picture opportunity. My favorite part probably besides the lion was the chance to have our pictures taken with a family of elephants 15 feet away from us in the background. It was so cool! We ended our safari with walking around a field filled with zebras. It was an incredible experience and I am so happy I had the chance to go on it. The group of us that went on it became so much closer. I mean, when you are that close to a lion in the middle of the night, you share a special bond haha. Throughout the drive, I realized that Uganda is full of contrasts. Nature wise, it is absolutely beautiful. There are huge mountains everywhere, fields of banana groves, beautiful hidden lakes and deep, rich, red soil. Against this amazing backdrop, there are rows of rundown tiny shops with curtains as doors and cardboard or thatched roofs lining the road.<br />
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I have so many other pictures from this trip that I think I am just going to post a separate post full of just pictures later this weekend :)Brooke Houseworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07153426412654018034noreply@blogger.com2