
I wanted to bring a “lighter note” to the table in hopes of making people smile a little. On Sunday Jolene, Wes and I headed over to one of the schools here in town to play some basketball. We waited until 6:00pm in attempts to avoid the heat…yeah right…can you see our red, sweaty faces?! We ended up in a game of 4 on 4 with some Ugandan guys (one of them we adopted onto our team). Initially, these guys laughed when we challenged them to a game and no one wanted to be on our team: 3 munos (2 of them girls). But, about ¾ of the way through, the other team substituted out 3 of their guys due to fatigue! We three had our “A” game on for sure…passing, defending, making shots from outside and inside with guys up in our face! It was awesome. They gave me the nickname "killer." They underestimated our mad skills! At the end, we beat them 15 to 5. It felt SO incredibly good to be physically active again…and then we went and pigged out at Lillian’s :) The picture was taken after our game - you're scared, aren't you?
Just to give you a heads up – I tend to create random ways to self-entertain…therefore I had scheduled a “cow-riding” at Bonny’s this afternoon. Bonny works with GRI and lives in one of the villages. And the cows, they are everywhere here! Bonny kept laughing at the idea telling me that his cow would take off into the bush with me (his cow is named "notorious B1G"...you read it right...that's a one not an "i") Ha Ha! Well, I milked the cow this evening and then attempted to get on it. The problem - the cow was actually afraid of a white person!! The others could go near him but everytime he saw me he ran! I have not considered this task complete. Instead, I will continue my search for a cow that I can ride!
Greetings to you all! ~Keira :O)
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I'm soooo askeeeerd! I don't know, maybe it's just me...but I was so scared when I saw this picture that I spent the rest of the evening in the corner folded up in the fetal position, rocking back & forth, twirling my hair. John mentioned something about me mumbling "don't hurt me...don't hurt me...KILLER!" over and over and over.
I'll probably need intensive therapy, but in a few years, I may be able to get online once again...maybe.
don't hurt me.
KILLER!
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