Day 12 – Matt R
This doesn’t seem real. It seems like yesterday we were all taking pictures with our family getting ready to go through security. Since then, we’ve been on a safari, we’ve seen some of the most impoverished homes on the planet, we’ve experienced grade school and high school in the Ugandan culture, we’ve slept on straw mats and mosquito nets, and we’ve created life-changing relationships. It’s hard to believe that tomorrow morning we’ll begin our journey back to America. But I’m not going to think about that now. What matters is the lasting impression that we will leave in Uganda and the memories that we will cherish forever.
As a group, this morning was the last time we would see UNIFAT’s morn ing assembly. The children did some marching, sang songs, and listened to the daily announcements just like the previous mornings. Even though the day was just getting started, I could tell it was going to be significantly different than the others.
I had a great conversation with the mentors this morning about inspirational quotes and traditional African proverbs. I have been trying to find a good quote or phrase in Acholi to live by after the trip has ended. Not only will this phrase serve me as a guide on how I should live my life, but it will also be a constant reminder of the two weeks that I lived in Gulu. After talking with Denis, Jenifer, Emmy, and Mugisha, I still could not find a phrase that “clicked.” While I was looking at some of the phrases the mentors wrote down for me, Connie came into the mentors office and told us to come outside. The kindergartners were about to give us a presentation. This may not be the most “manly” thing to say, but these kids were freaking adorable. The kids sang songs and had hand motions for all the words. It brought me back to the night we stayed in Pece when the kids who were living there sang songs and performed dances for us. I would much rather listen to these kids sing than listen to any artist on the radio in America. I swear it’s the most beautiful music I’ve heard in my life. Little did we know that this would only be the start of a fun day with plenty of other presentations at UNIFAT.
Around 2pm, a boy with a stick hit a metal tire to let the students know it was time for the fun part of their school day to begin. Each grade level had their own unique performance, whether it was a song, dance, or presentation of a gift, it was all interesting to see these people give us gifts when we know they have so little. It makes us all realize how amazing and generous the people of Uganda really are.
After the great performances by the students of UNIFAT, it appeared that the rumors of a rematch of our previous soccer game had come true. Opiyo Denis gave us our Moeller Crusader jerseys and the Munos were determined to win this time against the P7 soccer team. To our surprise, the game was pretty close throughout. The game was tied at one when I somehow ended up with the ball right in front of the goal with the goalie nowhere to be seen. The goal was wide open. All I had to do was tap it in…but no. Muscle memory kicked in and I kicked the soccer ball the exact same way I would kick a football. I felt like I hit a great ball, but when I looked up, the ball was soaring over the net. When I walked over to the sideline, an older UNIFAT faculty member named David told me that I should kick the ball lower. “Great advice,” I thought to myself. The final score ended up being three to two, UNIFAT coming out on top once again.
The soccer game had ended, and so had our time at UNIFAT. It was a combination of feelings that I had never really experienced before. We were all so happy about how much fun we had playing the soccer game, but at the same time we were all so sad saying our final goodbyes. I looked at UNIFAT, took a mental picture, and turned my back. It was definitely a sad moment, but we would soon be able to talk about our two weeks of experience with the group over our last meal of Ugandan food for dinner.
I sat next to Denis at dinner and he started spitting out some other phrases and traditional proverbs. Clearly, he had been thinking of our conversation we had earlier this morning. When I couldn’t find a phrase that really made sense to me, Denis told me that maybe I should only be looking for one word to live by instead of a phrase. I asked him what he meant by that and he said that he would give me an Acholi name with a great meaning behind it. After thinking about it all dinner and having a long conversation with Connie and Kelly, Denis told me he had chosen an Acholi name for me. Opwonya. Opwonya Matthew. I was told that Opwonya means that I am someone who is willing to learn a lot, and ultimately, learn much about myself and my role in life. Connie had the perfect explanation of why this name fit me so perfectly. Looking at the past ten months of my life, I have learned so much about myself and have changed as a person. More specifically, looking at the past weeks of my life, I have changed as a person entirely. Coming into this trip, I thought I knew who I was, but I was far from it. After a few nervous breakdowns and realizations, I discovered who I really am. I have learned to think in a more global manner, to live in the moment, to have no worries, to have no expectations, to have no disappointments, and to make the intentional choice to be happy.
On the first night we spent in Entebbe, I was in the middle of having my first nervous breakdown when a girl from Belgium came out of a tent on the compound and sat down next to me and Will. Her name was Marjon. She jumped into the conversation and explained that she was traveling around the different countries of Africa for six months…by herself. So naturally, I asked her if she ever felt lonely. Marjon replied, “You have to try really hard if you want to feel alone in Uganda.” At the time, it was hard to fully grasp what she meant, but after these past two weeks, I finally know exactly what she was trying to tell me. I hope that I’ve made it clear by now that the people here are extremely generous and welcoming. Thats what I’m going to miss the most. Although it is sad to leave here, there is a silver lining. Leaving Uganda has given us the privilege of having unlimited knowledge about the lives of these kids. And for me personally, I will never waste something like that. So let there be peace on Earth, and let it start with Uganda.