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I'm sitting on the plane to leave Uganda and it is bitter sweet. I am ready to get home but still will miss everyone here. This trip was so different. For me it was less emotional and more spiritual. God moved in a great way and He spoke to me about a few different things. It was also different because I was here to work. We were able to do so much for projects for refuge. A few of us spent the day at the new orphanage and were able to get one of our projects done. We also were able to deworm over 500 of the children and do more projects with them at the existing orphanage. 

When we drove up to the orphanage the first day, the first little boy I saw was Benardo or Bennett. He was Ronnie's little pal last year. We all went into the church and when I sat down and looked out the door, there was Bennett. Looking around. I think he was looking for Ronnie.  Later I asked him if he remembered Ronnie and he said yes. He is something!  He sat with us and every now and then, someone would cling to me and when I looked down, it was Bennett. He didn't want any other kid to hold my hand. And then I would feel a pinch and realized he was pinching me! Like hard!  Lol. I guess kids will be kids no matter what part of the world they are in. 



I also saw Matthew but he didn't remember me. He laughed and joked and hung around us too. We didn't get to see him dance though but maybe next year. He's grown this year. He's taller but his belly is also bigger which means he probably has worms. He's back at the orphanage. I found out that he wasn't adopted but that bishop had just taken him home for a while. I've learned that this people really do live by the motto " it takes a village to raise a child." 

We were able to pass out candy  and flip flops to the kids. We all gather into the large room where they sleep and set up stations. The kids came in in groups of ten or so and got a bag of goodies and sweet- tees ( that's what they call candy). We also were able to hand out clothes to the kids. I was in charge if choosing which children should get new clothes. I found the most tattered and ripped clothes I could find. I couldn't really stop to think about what I was doing. The fact that I was deciding on who would get a new piece or clothes or whose clothes could last  a little but longer was kinda hard to swallow. If I could each one would get a brand new outfit. 

Boarding up the bus and leaving the orphanage wasn't as hard as it was last time. I was just happy to see these kids again. 

As soon as I can, I'll blog about New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. I'll probably wait until I can sit in my bed on my Mac and really put all of my thoughts together. 

Until then, Jambo from Africa!

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