Volunteer Journal: Week 6 in Bukhura
When we first arrived on placement we were pretty scared of the hills in our village, cooking our own food, and of course the latrine! Now six weeks later we have legs of steel, we (mainly Astrid) can snap up scrumptious chocolate pancakes on the sigiri and our lovely home is decorated with all of our nick-nacks and our Scottish and Ugandan flags.
The people we have met in Bukhura are by far the best thing about our village experience: from carrying bags of cement on their heads across the valley, to lending us a grill so we can cook our own maize – they have helped us a great deal. We now truly feel part of this community – having been to a burial, a birth ceremony and half of the homes in the village for a spot of Uganda’s famous posho or matooke. At our final church service both Helen and Astrid were crying in front of our whole congregation as they were so sad to be leaving!
Ollie has given his much loved cap to our cool wee friend Isaac from school, Kirstie sang a song written for us by two children (Helen and Mangolet) with them in our living room. At James’s premature farewell party (he left to travel to the USA to start his third year international exchange) we had volunteers and locals alike all pulling out their most impressive dance moves late into the night (although ‘late’ for us in Bukhura is 10pm...!)
None of us can quite believe it is finally time for us to go! We are all very proud of the work we have achieved here and we know that we have left a legacy with our water tank, protected water source, newly constructed stoves, teachings and many friends and memories.











