I left Arua today. I said good-bye to my staff working in my house and at the compund. It is never easy. The conversation below, however, turned out a bit more existential than I had expected when I got out of bed this morning.
My watchman; - I wish God would send more people like you!
Me; - You, know Angelo, God didn't send me. I came by myself. And I had to apply.
My watchman; - But you have been so good to me. For the money you have given me I could send my boy to school. Last night I prayed really really hard for you.
Me; - Well, I appriciate your efforts, but this praying thing doesn't do it for me.
My watchman; - You don't pray!!!!???
Me; - Well, I'm not against it, I just don't think it works on its own to pray. I think life takes more.
My watchman; Aha, so you're guided by your intellect?!
Me; (now smiling inside) – I doubt it...honestly, I doubt it. (I contemplate explaining him that I am mainly guided by emotions and strange impulses as in sex, drugs and rock&roll).
My watchman; - Then it must be something else. I will keep praying for you!
Me; - I appriciate that!

Thanks. I can't wait either. I am ready to leave Uganda now,
P
Posted by: P | Wednesday, 15 August 2007 at 01:09 PM
Can't wait to see what you get up to next.
Posted by: Marie | Wednesday, 15 August 2007 at 09:42 AM
all the best wherever you go..will keep reading here..
cheers
Posted by: Joshi | Monday, 13 August 2007 at 07:53 PM
You're guided by The Dear Leader, Kim Jong-il, the Shining Light of the t5wenty-First Century, the Flawless Theorist of Juche. :o)
Believe it.
Posted by: The 27th Comrade | Monday, 13 August 2007 at 07:22 PM