Today was absolutely bonkers for many reasons which I will explain below. My alarm went off at 06.45 and I got out of bed with a sense of expectation and excitement knowing that in a few hours we would be back in Kafuro.
The shower at Ever Green Motel wasn’t the most powerful I’ve used but it was warm, so it was nice to get properly clean. After getting dressed and prepared for the day, I met with the others and Ronnie drove us up to Ibanga, the hotel where we are having our meals, for breakfast. I went with the rolex option again and am justifying my choice on research. This time my rolex was filled with lots of vegetables and a stringy cheese which may or may not have been mozzarella. Anthony Mukama arrived at 09.00 as he would be travelling in to Kafuro with us and we began our journey.
The road to Kafuro has varied in quality over the years from terrible to fairly good, this time it was predictably terrible with massive potholes everywhere and cars ‘dancing’ across the road to avoid them. The only way I can describe it is imagine being put in a washing machine which is then turned on and you are constantly thrown around. There had been a thunderstorm in the area a couple of days before so when we got closer to the school the road (dirt track) was a muddy mess and the car slid all over the road. It took all of Ronnie’s skill to keep the car on the rod and avoiding any other vehicles.
As we approached the school, we saw the biggest crowds of people I had ever seen in the village – it was absolutely packed. People were waving at us and chanting our names, so it was obvious that news of our arrival had spread. There were also lots of election posters displayed around the shops as today was an election day for local representatives for the ruling NRM (National Resistance Movement) Party. We entered the school compound and all of the children began spilling out of the classrooms and surrounding the vehicle. Richard, the headteacher, came to greet us and we were taken to the school office to sign the visitors’ book. We were quickly joined by Didacus, the chairman of the School Management Committee (Board of Governors) and Idi, the chairman of the PTA. Having not been to the school for seven years, it was very interesting to look around the campus. In many ways, it was in worse shape than when I had last visited, the exception being the P2 block where the money raised by Liss Pupils and parents has allowed us to repair a wall and build a new veranda. There is lots of similar work that needs to be completed across all the classroom blocks at Kafuro. In seven years the buildings have become quite tired and the problems are more fundamental than a lick of paint.
We held a very brief assembly where we introduced ourselves to the pupils with the exception of P7 who were in the middle of a mock science exam. We said hello to them later; they were very friendly and smiley. At the assembly, the children were holding up posters with the names of Steve, Stu and Torin written on them. For me, they had photos of me with Heather. It was quite bizarre but flattering looking at them.
The village community were very keen that we came into the village and didn’t just stay within the school compound. When we walked out, I was quite honestly unprepared for what happened next. I had scores of former pupils approach who remembered me from as long ago as 2012 and wanted to say hello and shake my hand. It was quite overwhelming. This was mixed in with the confusion and chaos of the election. It wasn’t like a UK election where people enter a building and cast their vote in a ballot box (this is what happens in the general election in Uganda). Instead, the voters stood in single – file lines behind a portrait of the candidate that they wanted to vote for shouting, chanting, singing and dancing. There was a lot of peer pressure being exerted on people to stand in a certain line and once or twice I thought a fight was going to break out. It was totally bonkers!
Close to where the election was held, a new Catholic church had been built. It was an impressive structure on the outside, but looked as if it needed a bit more internal decoration. Next, Anthony took us behind the main strip in Kafuro to see Appolo (correct spelling, honest!), the former chairman of the PTA and a prominent local businessman and landowner. I have met Appolo on every trip I have taken to Uganda and he has told me in the past that he will give me some land in Kafuro so I can build a house. I’m sure that he was joking, but the spot he pointed out was in an absolutely amazing location overlooking the crater lake. We had drinks at Appolo’s house and then he led us on a tour of the area surrounding his land. Appolo showed us some amazing viewing points of the crater lake which we had never been to be before. He also showed us an irrigation project where the government has built a solar pumping station to pump water up from the lake into a massive water button a tower several metres above our heads. From there, gravity takes effect and the water irrigates several fields of crops – at the moment it is irrigating watermelons.
While we were at the water irrigation system, we met the local Church of Uganda vicar and I went and looked at the church – although it was smaller than the Catholic church it seemed to be better fitted out inside. By this time, it was absolutely baking hot, so we retired to the back room of a local shop where we had another drink of water.
When we got back to the school we went and had a look at the base of the cob oven. It needed to be higher so instructions were sent to ensure the base was brought up to the correct height and the base slabs were level and flush. At that point, Stephen Biru, the District Education Officer arrived with two of his assistants. Anthony and I were able to show him the repaired classroom block and the electricity providing light across the school. He was very impressed and even happier when we handed over the footballs, netballs and rugby balls we had brought over with us. The children in Uganda love sport but the interest in football is incredible, so there was a roar of applause when the footballs were presented to them. It was really nice to have the opportunity to tell Stephen how highly I rated Anthony and how he has worked tirelessly to promote shared learning between the two schools in partnership with me. Stephen promised he would come back to Kafuro next Tuesday to see the (hopefully) completed cob oven working.
We left Kafuro at about 16.20 and headed back to Ever Green. It had been emotionally exhausting, but a great day. As we reflected that night, we were really proud that 13 years after our first visit, our partnership with Kafuro is still as strong as ever.


























































