Back to Reality (Reflection)

I have been home for about two weeks and I still cant go 10 min. without thinking about the people of Uganda. Every worry I have goes away when I am in Africa. I have no cell phone, wallet or personal care in the world, only the care of these people that need me. The second I get off the plane in Africa, I feel this amazing sense of home and where I belong and need to be. This is where I am supposed to be. These people have changed my life in more ways then they will ever know. The people of Africa are the most pure example of perseverance, community, and hope. These people have nothing, but everything that I want. They have no money, clean water, food, shelter; but they have the most amazing smiles. Their smiles are the most inspiring thing I have ever seen. It is better to have nothing, but everything; then to have everything, but nothing.

Since I have been back I have not bought any material object for myself, not because I am taking a stance against it, but just because I would feel disgusted with myself. In America we live in a very individualistic culture, where it is all about how much money can I get, not worrying about those around you that are struggling and suffering. In Africa it is about how can we all survive. The sense of community that these people show is shocking. People from the village gather to help re-build each others houses when accidents occur, they give each other food when their hungry, and comfort each other in times of need.

Upon arriving home, I have started planning for the next trip in 2 years from now. My Brother (Adam) and I will be hopefully teaching at Tororo High School for the Summer. Idaha and Henry have informed the teachers that we are planning on coming and we are trying to get a house and a price range, we will be staying for about 2 months probably. My mother will be going on a mission trip there, Me and Adam will be on that team for the two weeks she is there, and then go back to teaching at the high school. If you are at all interested in going to Uganda, please contact me!!!!!!!

I will never forget these people or their stories:

1. The Pastor of Namnoya (Traveled 20 miles on bike in the bush to lead his church)

2. Tororo High School-Idha (the Heart of GFR in Uganda) and Henry (Two of the most inspiring and uplifting people I have ever met)

3. Kampala Night Life- (Lee's Dinosaur Call and the bar that we, the white people, walked into and they instantly change the TV Celine Dion on rotation until we left.

4. Fred, Aka Hollywood-Best Bus Driver Ever, enough said

5. Jerome- The hardest working man in Uganda, The Soul of GFR in Uganda

6. The naked boy in Gulu-He walked around and no one looked at him any different, him and his best friend just held hands and walked around smiling. This is my most inspiring image that I will take away from the trip.

7. Sleeping at St.Mary's in Gulu with the Night Commuters- I can not put into words how many emotions I felt that night, but i will try : inspired, scared, cold, overjoyed, exhausted, emotionally drained, proud, welcomed, and crazy.

8. Dead Hippo floating down the Nile- Just Cool!

9. Bosco- Malaria might have drained him for activity in the beginning, but his smile and laughter really kept me going in the end.

10. The Team: This was the most dynamic and well connected group of people I have ever met. We really pulled together and carried ourselves because of some unfortunate circumstances. It was an amazing experience seeing how this trip affected my dad, and how it has opened is eyes and mind, I have never been more proud to call him my father. And meeting a person that I truly care for and connect with, is an added bonus.

11. Becoming Numb to Guns.

GULU

Now when people think of Uganda, they think about the 22 year civil war, the longest in Africa, and the Invisible Children taken in to the Lord's Resistance Army to become child soldiers. This is the place where the movie Invisible Children is filmed. So we left very early in the mourning for a 6.5 hour bus ride, until we finally got there. We arrived and went to a IDP camp, where women who had been raped by the Rebel LRA army, and had children who were outcome of that. In the IDP camp we walked to a small village of hut houses and quickly the children flocked to us. This was the most amazing part of the trip so far, these kids had the most amazing smiles. This amazed me because these kids didn't have anything, some not even clothes but they were smiling and playing with each other. If these children were in America they might be shunned from their community for not having clothes, but not these kids. They held hands, laughed, and played with each other. I will never forget the children of this villages smiles. Following that visit, we heard testimony of the women who had been raped by the rebels. They told us how they have couped with the situation, and what they need. Their answer for their most important need shocked us all........an education. Above clean water, food, clothes, or shelter; these women wanted to be educated. We gave them all the supplies we could and left for the hotel.

At devotions Lee mentioned he wanted to stay at St. Mary's Hospital, the place where invisible children was shot, to sleep with the kids. I quickly jumped on this. This is a once in a life time opportunity to stay with these kids and hear so of their stories. We rode a bota bota (motorcycle) there and were quickly question about what we were doing there. The security in front could not believe that three Americans would want to stay and sleep on the floor of the hospital, and he tried to make us stay on a bed in the guest house. We refused and eventually he lead us to a place where we could sleep outside with some of the people. This place was amazing people were everywhere on the hospital grounds. I laid next to an 18 year old boy who walked here from about 5 miles away to stay every night. The kids stay at the hospital so they are not taken by the LRA to become child soldiers. We were introduced to a man in a wheel chair who spoke perfect English and showed us around the paraplegic part of the hospital and introduced us to some of the residents. At night a family gave us food to eat including salted ants, that they had collected for the lights. Then we tried to sleep on the floor but couldn't. How could these people do this everyday, you sleep on a straw mat without a pillow or blanket on a cold floor; just for their own protection. We tried to leave the hospital early so we could go on the safari, but they would not let us out of the compound until 6 o'clock. This was for our own protection. So far this is the most memorable part of the trip.

Pictures from june 9th and 10th

June 10th

Today we went to Bill's sponsored family, this was an amazing experience. We drove for about 3.5 hours to a remote village, where most of the children had never seen a white person before. Need less to say we chase away every little child. The women that Bill sponsor's was a truly inspiring lady. She was clinically dead for a hour, and when they were about to barying her, she coughed. She has lost alot of her hearing and sight because of the trauma, so her young son interpreted her for us. After Bill's gave them gifts, the entire village gave us a speech in appreciation for our support and travels. This was followed by a song and gift presentation to use, which included; sugar cane, eggs, a roster, and pineapple. This was amazing because these people have nothing, but they are willing to give up all they have to give us appreication, this is truly humbling. After that we drove home, this took about 9 hours, not joking. Tommorrow we have a free day, and we are going to go to the black market.

Monday (June 9th)

Yesterday, we traveled 6 hours to reach Toro to see Toro High School. This was a school started by Ida. While touring the school, I began to wonder if I would like to teach at this school during the summer. The girls sleep in a dorm, which is about the size of two American classrooms. They are forced to sleep there so that they will be protected at night. The classrooms had the bare essentials (some desks, a chalkboard, and some paper). Following the tour, the students acted out and sang a song for us. This is where I truly saw how talented some of these students are. I was amazed to see interested the students are in learning. The students in this school were very smart, not just for African education standards, but for American standards as well. After that we went and played the soccer game against the high school team. I thought that they would be an easy pick up game. But no, they had an referee and rules were enforced. We ended up loosing the game 2-1, and a girl took me out. This was a great day for the team. Tomorrow we drive to Kamwenge to see Bill’s family, and then drive home!

Sunday Church

To describe what todays ceremony in words would be an injustice. The people of the village greeted us with excitejment and rejoice. The church sang about 5 songs and then the mass started. The pastor gave an emotional, heart felt speech about his happyness of his people and his heart for all the work we put into making his home and church. This was the most emotional church I have ever been to. There were alot of the elders of the church crying because of the fact that for their first time in their lifel, they had a roof on the church. This was a very impactful ceremony. Following the mass the people of the village wanted to show all their appreciation for us, and they did this the only way they knew how, by sacraficing a goat. (If you want details I watched their entire thing) We left the village and headed to Dan's sponsored family to see their progress. After walking deep deep into the bush, because the bus could not get any further, we reached Dan's family and were amazed to be greeted by another village, agian with branches, song, and dance. We met Dan's family and were amazed to see their progress and growth in just under a year. Dan gave away more then a suitcase of things to them, and you could see the unbreakable joy in their eyes. We watched the villagers sing these amazing songs, and then started to dance. The ceremony ended with me and the kids singing in a conga line. All in all it was a very interesting day. Tommorrow the team will visit a High School and will have their first exhibition soccer game, as Global Family Rescue ("White People") take on the Tororo High School team at 2 oclock.

P.S. I will not be able to have a blog to tell you how the match went because we are staying over night, so check ESPN for the details.

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Day 3

Day 3 was much of like day 2 but much more intense. It started with me and two other college guys bringing water from the water whole to the village. This was about a mile and a half, up hill. I decided to show my stregth and carried up two of the water jugs up the mountain. I was so exhausted and hot that by the time I had reached the village I already needed a break. Then me and Harrison dug up some of the land in front of the church to use as the pastor's floor for his house. We used the shovels and dikes to loosen up the dirt, and after that we used a wheelbarrel to transport the material to the inside of the pastor's house. This was a task that truly tested my stregth, endurance, and work ethic. We also got a big rise out of the African women, because we did the task shirtless. The entire day the team work together and was able to complete the church, and build the pastor's house about half way. We then took a break, while having a snack that the villagers provided (pineapple, soda, and sugar cane). After the break, my dad took out his scrap book and took finger prints of all the villagers writing down their names and ages. I think he is truly getting the meaning, importance, and passion for the trip. While he was doing this I danced (including popping collars, as seen in the picture) and played with the children to pass the time until we were to go home. I am amazed at these people's perserverence through poverty and strife. They have shown me that family and relationships with others is the way to true happyness in life.

Africa Day Two (church roofing)

I could not sleep last night. I woke up about 6 and ate breakfast, then we got on a bus and traveled for an 1 1/2 hours , then got out and walked an hour. We were greated by a large chanting and a stamped of people, the people charged us with tribal songs and decorations. They were so excited to see us. I have never gotten a better entrance in my life, it was truly special. The sing and chanting carried on until we got to a church, that had not had a roof in 10 years. Needless to say we sprang into action. We, mostly the actual workers with Harrison and I chiping in, built the support beams for the roof. This was one of the scariest things I have done in Africa, ever. We were on a large brick church, standing on loose bricks and a wobbly board. Harrison nailed in the beams, while I held a board for 5 min. I got down and thanked good to still be alive. While we were working on the church, most of the other people were working on the Pastors house right next door. The pastor has a 19 mile bike ride up the side of a hilly area every day just to do his work. His new house is about 20 feet away from the church, we started by getting all the bricks around the frame of the house, then my dad and the team applied the concrete to the bottom bricks. This took most of the mourning, until the people fed us. After the snack, we went and got the tin roofing from a near by house. By the end of the day the churches roof was have done, still in work. While the pastor's house had a good frame showing. The day was amazing and draining, the passion the graditude that these people show is both amazing and inspiring. I hope to one day have same amount of love for life and energy that this people display to us and a day to day basis. I am exhausted and hope to get a better sleep tonight.

AFRICA DAY ONE!

We are finally in Africa. We left London and arrived in Africa at 8 in the mourning. We walked on the plane and went through the airport (no customs). Then we had an hour bus ride to the house. We hit the ground running. We dropped the bags of and were off to build a house for a women who had 17 children (orphans because of AIDS). We started by making a line and passing/ spreading bricks around the outline of the house. After a few of us walked about ½ a mile to go fetch water for concrete. This walk was done barefoot by some of the children. We filled the yellow containers in a reservoir and headed back, most of the children were able to easily carry the containers back, and most of the muzungos (“white people”) struggled. Once we got back a school of elementary students came and sang songs of gratitude and thanks. This was an amazing thing. During the ceremony me and some of the other men (Lee, Harrison, and Brian) put on the tribal dance skirts and danced with them. This was an amazing ceremony and a great way to start the trip. We are all exhausted from two days traveling.

NEW YORK

Because of two flight delays (in Chicago and New York), we would have missed our flight to Uganda from Brussels, and the next flight would be 3 days from now. Now the plan is to stay in New York for 2 days and go from London to Uganda.
On top of the 3 day flight delay. We stayed in the airport for 7 hours, had a missing bag. Went to a hotel, supposed to be vouchered by the Airline, only to get turned away to and have to go back to the airport for two hours. Then we finally had a hotel room, but the cab driver refused to take us because we had two many bags! He drove away without us and we waited for another half an hour. Finally at 3 30 we got to the hotel, only to be the last ones to get a room.

FYI: The rest of the group become detached from us and ended up with the police on the side of the interstate for a while, and finally got a room at 5 30 in the mourning!

NO SIGN OF AFRICA, but maybe a Mets game.

A Week Before Africa

Hey Everyone,

This is my blog for my second trip to Africa, my first to Uganda. For those who dont know me, my name is Andy Bauer. I am a Illinois State University student senior, and I will be student teaching at an elementary school all of next year. I am very fortunate and thankful to have such loving and supportive family and friends. (Really I would not have been able to anything without them)

I first became aware and involved with Global Family Rescue three years ago as a senoir in high school. Ben, Melody, and Jake, had come and held a presentation in my schools auditorium, and I gave them my information carelessly, clueless of the implications. I kept in contact with them off and on, but it was not until I watched Hotel Rwanda, for a second time, that I really reflected on myself and my morals/beliefs. There is a quote in the them movie where the main character Paul is talking to a US cameraman. The camera man shows him footage of people getting slaughtered by the masses in broad day light. And Pauls says to the camera man, "You can show this to your people back in the US and they will do something". Then the camera man looks at Paul and says,"People in America will be watching this on the news, while eating dinner. They will say how horrible this is, and then go back eating their dinner like nothing happened."

This single quote in a movie changed my life. I reflected on how I could let this happen, and why I never stuck up for what I believed what was right. How could we let this happen? The Rwandan genocide happened in 1994, I was a alive then, and no one helped these people. I thought about "how we could let this happen back then". But in reality it is happening right now in many countries in Africa. (Sudan, Uganda, Congo) The war in Sudan,"Darfur", has been called a GENOCIDE by our own Governement. The USA recognizes that this is a genoicde, and when I bring up Darfur while doing a speech to high school students, I get blank stares. And you can't blame them, it is not there fault that all they see on the media is Paris Hilton's next DUI or Americas Next Top Eating Disorder (ANTED for short). In Sand and Sorrow, narrated by George Clooney (Ladies and Adam), he says that last year CBS talked for a total of 3 minutes on the GEONCIDE in Dafur. This is why no one knows that Darfur is not a "Candian Fur Trading Company", and is a section of Sudan that has/is be murdered by the hundreds of thousands. So this is my mission, to learn and share the stories of the people of Africa, and to relay these stories to anyone who is ready and willing to listen.

On this trip we will be going to Uganda, a very imporvished country, that has been war strickened for years in the Northern Region. The conflict between the rebel Lord's Resistence Army and the Ugandan Army is at the moment "semi-stable". We will be traveling over night to a the city of Gulu, where children by the thousands walk for miles to sleep together on the ground in order to protect themselves from being abducted by the LRA and being transformed into child soldiers. We will be speaking to women who had been raped, and now have children, by these rebels, and sharing their stories. We will also be visiting the sponsored families in Uganda and relief oganizations to help aid their needs.

This trip will change everyones life involved, me included. It will test everyone physically and emotionally. I am very exitcited to say that my father will be going on this trip with me. This will be an amazing oppritunity for the both of us.

Thank you to everyone that helped me get where I am today (family and friends)

Andy Bauer