Today is a day that is so very hard to put into words. Typing an account almost seems like a disservice to the people that I was blessed to spend my day with, but I shall try nonetheless. As the Executive Director for FoDU, I am never content with the services we are offering across Uganda. I believe that we can always fine-tune our work, and always be on the lookout for new populations to serve, and that is what has led to today.
My name is Yiga Joshua Mulungi a proud Ugandan; from a humbled family of four children in the Wakiso district of Kampala. I was born with three siblings, but my younger brother and my youngest sister both died to untold illness before reaching the age of two. The following year, when I was only 7, my mother also died suddenly after experience headache-like symptoms for only a week’s time. I can’t remember how they looked or how their voices were, but I know they were wonderful. It was especially difficult for my surviving sister and I the following...
It is with great pleasure that I step into my role as Board President for Fields of Dreams Uganda. It was only two and half years ago that I first went to Uganda, and I was completely unprepared for the way the nation and its people would take hold of my heart. Since that time, I’ve had the privilege of traveling to Uganda four times, with my fifth trip coming up next month and my sixth coming up this summer. It has captivated me so completely, I’ve pretty much abandoned all thoughts of traveling anywhere else in the world. :)
When a friend shared an NPR article titled, “The Problem with Free Menstrual Pads” and stating “free menstrual pads may not be enough to help girls with their period,” it worried me just a little bit. After all, I spend a good deal of my time begging people for money for no other reason than to provide free menstrual pads to girls in Uganda. But then I read the article.
This trip marks my return to Uganda with Fields of Dreams Uganda. Yesterday we made the journey from Kampala to Gulu. Two years ago it was a long bumpy drive that lasted about eight hours. This year newly paved roads all the way to Gulu, instead of just part way, made the countryside even more beautiful on the only six hour journey.
Most of us begin playing sports as young children because our parents guided us that way. As we grow older, the "love of the game" is often what pushes us to play harder or to purse those sports in a more serious way. And then as adults, we often play, to feed our need for competition or our desire to feel achieved.
The soccer pitch, as it is called here in Uganda, was the place of our focus today. Our team watched, as boys and girls from the five schools we visited competed in football. Yes, they play this sport for fun and as a way to fill a void i...