Water…….oh beautiful clear water. Every day we have to boil our water to make sure that all the bacteria is killed and from there we pour it into our water bottles because they have a filter in it that protects us from getting any diseases. In America I took for granted water. I knew in my mind…”Oh Courtney conserve the water, people in Africa have to work hard to get it” but now being here it takes on a whole new meaning. I still live in a house here in Tororo, where I can go to the sink and get water. I’m blessed. The children here wake up anywhere between 5 and 6 am to go to the nearest burr hole so that they can pump water into jugs for their families. They put way more work into it than our 5 minute boil on the stove. I’m sitting here trying to find more to write but I’m speechless. There is nothing I can say right now that even compares to the work that these children do. They amaze me more and more every day.
2 comments:
it is so crazy that in the states we would never acknowledge the things you pick up there. And the kids want fruit.
yea its humbling
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