My Three Sons
While in Uganda this week, I sadly missed the opportunity to help my biological son get ready for his first prom on Saturday. Fortunately, Joline got a picture of Joshua with his date. Since Joshua is a junior, I plan to be there for his senior prom.
Earlier that day, I had a chance to spend several hours with my surrogate son, Henry, as he showed me around western Uganda’s Ishaka, where he is studying medicine at Kampala International University.
Henry rents a modest room about 200 meters from school in a small house where four other medical students stay.
We also toured the medical school campus where he studies, which is quite primitive, at least by Western standards.
On the tour, we stopped at the wall where the semester grades were posted, and Henry showed me his student number among those who passed the initial semester; about one-quarter of the class were academically dismissed.
Our visit was way too short, but driving at night in Uganda is a bit dicey, so Tango and I got on the road in time to arrive just after nightfall in Kampala after a six-hour journey.
I spent much of Sunday with my God son – Mark Kiryabwire – who is the one year-old son of one of my favorite people in the world, Justice K, as he is known in Pepperdine circles.
Tomorrow begins a long week of meetings, beginning with a morning visit with my friends at the Atlanta-based non-profit called Sixty Feet, which is doing tons of heroic work on behalf of kids here in Uganda.
Also, today’s New Vision carried an article about the meeting I primarily came to Uganda this trip to attend.
Hey there, I’m new here. A few things I grew up livin on a bebasall field with my brother and i could still smell the field as you were writing. Secondly my 18 month old little boy is walking past me dragging his plastic bat right now. Love it and love your blog.Nice to meet you!Amy