Kampala Serena Hotel

... I was then told that there is no real time for all those unnecessary prepositions, because everybody understands ‘to pick someone’ just fine. Point taken! (Good I have already passed that Grammar exam.)

‘to give someone a push’ - meaning: to accompany someone somewhere, e.g. to bring someone to the station. I remember last time I was here and I was about to leave, Wycliffe and Francis brought me to the bus station. Goretti then said that ...

... and Adholla. Paul, a friend of Adholla, had joined us and even though he was nice, he was coming on way too strong! (He told me that he has always wanted to kiss someone with a tongue piercing and now he saw that his chance has finally come…I told him: ‘Ja, good luck with that one!’)

Saturday we went towards Entebbe, where Adholla’s mum lives and paid her a visit. She had slaughtered a chicken for the occasion and had prepared so much ...

... were set on fire, property was destroyed and looting was widespread. Buses were stopped and passengers were forced out and robbed. For some funny reason, white people were allowed to go on, yet the Ugandans were kept and beaten. (I discussed with Ruth how I would not have left anyone I was with and she said that after the beating we would have received together, she’d have beaten me for staying! But seriously, if I had travelled with Gore that day and not Monday ...

Hey all admittly havig free internet, though very slow has allowed me to keep this updated, dont know how long thjis will last thogh espeially as im moving on the road nex week, but we'll just wait and see!! ye today was one of my favourite days of being in Kmapala, we as Jules and i went across the equaotr down 'Masaka road' whcich is oen of the only 10 places in the world which you can do it!! unsightly disks sayign the equtor ...

... now. He was cute as a button!

When we got to the gate of the school, the kids were forming two lines from the gate to the entrance of the school building. They were clapping and singing: 'Welcome, Teacher Bigiti!’ And two girls were escorting her to the entrance while throwing rose petals in front of her. I mean, she is indeed referred to as the Danish Queen here in Eden School and she surely is treated as such. Drønning Margrethe may get flowers ...

... water. Bikes are well used to carry everything from bananas, stacks of wood, papyrus, avocadoes, people etc, the riders have great balance. I will appreciate my washing machine more than ever now, having seen the women down at the river or a puddle washing their clothes and then using the ground or the hut roofs to dry everything. As the roads are so dusty their clothes must be permanently dusty too. The Ugandans in the country must be very fit too as they have to ...

... Characteristics of an Effective Teacher

Emphasis on Learning: Frequent monitoring of student progress, high expectations, Teacher collegiality and development, Instructional and Curriculum Focus

A Climate Conductive for Learning: Parental and community involvement and support, positive student behaviour, recognition and incentives, Physical environment, student involvement and responsibility

A Common Mission: shared values and beliefs, clear goals ...

... rusty iron shell - not exactly the traditional homes you were meant to believe! One of the local lads offered to take me to a nearby forest but he didn't speak much English and all he could tell me was that there were lots of snakes in the trees. When I asked him if they were dangerous he just said yes repeatedly and as I was only wearing shorts and sandals I decided to swerve it.

... were going to get arrested. But we made it back to Stonetown and things were ok. We went shopping and I got some nice stuff. Then ate lunch and headed back to the airport. It was when I went to exchange money that I realized the two one hundred dollar bills that I saved for visas were missing. So that really broke my heart. I especially hope it was no one traveling with me but sometimes I wonder how so much drama can happen to one group of people. By that ...

... the equation! Andy tried to call me but, very unusually for me (!), I did not answer. Of course you know what happens next: the policeman took away my car keys. Andy called me again and thankfully, this time I did answer. I was just about to make my booking with a friend who needed to get back to work after her lunch break; however I thought that I would probably just need to move the car and hoped it would not take long. I left my passport at ...