The first week in Uganda has definitely opened my eyes to
what this part of the globe has to offer. First arriving, in the nighttime on
10/17, I was greeted with a warm welcome by my roommates (Nick and Travis) at
the airport. The drive back from Entebbe to Kampala was spent taking in the
sights and surroundings we sped past. Walking through the gates of the
compound, where my house is, there was an immediate sense of security. There
was no personal feeling of discomfort walking to the compound, but the security
measures taken in particular areas around Kampala, clearly manifest the
division of socio economic status throughout the city.
My initial days here, time was spent getting situated with
my roommates and local coaches. I toured the pitch, where the kids in the
program train and play, and rode a boda boda (motorcycle taxi) around the city,
stopping at the grocery store and a flea market. Everyone I have met has been
very welcoming and nice, including the little kids standing on the side of the
road, who always say “Mzungu, bye bye!”
Over the weekend, my roommates and I went to a neighboring
village called Ndejje, where we had our first training session with the kids
there and attended their school term graduation. The training session was brief
and only comprised of a small scrimmage; however, the graduation ceremony was
worth watching. There were three or four levels of kids that came out one class
at a time, performing native dances. As the older levels of kids came out to
perform, the dances became more extravagant, even though the dances the
p1&p2 (kindergarten & 1st grade) kids performed undoubtedly
drew the most “awws” and smiles from the crowd.
The previous four days’ highlights contained multiple
training sessions per day, a formal introduction to the kids at the youth
centre, a trip to a fish market, and a very American Thanksgiving dinner. The
training sessions are roughly two hours – a five-minute warm-up and an hour
fifty scrimmage. Contrasting to what American football (soccer) academies try
to establish (a solid hour of drills and exercises, and about an hour long
scrimmage), Ugandan’s believe they are not improving their football skills by
participating in drills; they must be playing the entire time they’re on the
pitch. My goal for the duration of my time here is to help manifest some of the
American style of training, into the daily regimen for all of the teams.
My landlord, Charlie, took me to the market that was located
on Lake Victoria. The experience was something totally new to me, as we went to
one of the docks to pick out and negotiate the price for our Tilapia. Once the
fish has been paid for, the vendor takes the fish to a tent to fry the entire
fish. After a lengthy wait, the fish comes out on a large plate, eye balls
still intact, served with sliced tomatoes and chips (fries). Using my hands, I
ripped apart the fillets on both sides of the fish and attempted to eat the
gills, but lost my appetite when I saw Charlie eating the eyes. That fish was
definitely one of the best I have ever tasted, and can count on myself making
monthly trips back to the market.
On the eve of Thanksgiving, the SWB U-14 girls played a
match versus an American girls team made up of college-aged students studying
abroad here. Following an easy defeat of the Americans, my roommates and I
introduced ourselves to the Americans and quickly received an invite to their
Thanksgiving feast. The feast took place in one of their professor’s apartment
on the other side of town, the wealthiest part of town. There were about 15
students and plates of stuffing, chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, fruit
salad, green beans, and bread. I was reluctant to ask where the cranberry sauce
(a must at the table) was, but didn’t want to sound like the desperate American
missing out on his family’s Thanksgiving back home. Everyone ate, drank, and
said what they were thankful for a few hours, and then we all went out for the
night at the closest bar.
My first week definitely was quite difficult to adjust to my
new surroundings, but I now feel quite comfortable and very excited for what
the rest of my time has in store.
So terrific to hear about your first week and your Thanksgiving, Stefan! What a great experience. Rob and I send you love from NYC tonight!
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