Our blog is one year old......

Our Amecet Blog is one year old! We started the Blog to give you more information about the daily life in Amecet. To share with you our sad and also our happy moments! I want to thank everybody for taking the time to read this blog and also for the reactions, comments and emails you have send us! It really speaks to us the message that you are behind us and that you pray for us. I want to say: EYALAMA NOI, that means: thank you very much in the Atesso language. For myself is this blog also a way to work through some emotions, as I write down some of the things that are going difficult or are painful. In this year we have almost 24.000 times been read by you. I am amazed about so much interest from you all. Please do not stop giving comments and suggestions! We love to hear from you and we go on with our life here in Amecet, because there is still a lot of work!

The last two days I went to Entebbe, we (Simon and I) brought Bernard and Joke back to the airport and we were going to pick Ton and Arja, who went for a well earned break. Ton and Arja are the leaders of our second house Amun, where the older children live. I left my girls in Amecet, because this morning we would also meet together and Bernard and Joke would give some evaluation and handed back the keys of Amun to Ton and Arja. We left at 10 am from Entebbe and we drove to Kampala. There we would just buy some mosquito nets, which we give away to children who go home and to other people who are in need of a net. But we have to go for those nets to the inner city of Kampala, where the traffic terrible is and everywhere people walk, drive, cycle and carry things. We were in the middle of a big traffic jam, we hardly moved, after 30 minutes I decided that I would go out, look for a place where they sell mosquito nets and then hopefully would find the car with Simon again. It did not look that the traffic would flow very easily, but you never know, I took my mobile with me! I bought 60 nets, for a good price (after some discussions) and a man walked with me, carrying the nets. Simon had maybe moved 20 meters during my shopping!! We were at least 1 hour more in the traffic. I took this picture through the car window. People walking every where, motorcyclists looking for little ways to go through. At the right you see a big bus trying to get through. And in front (left of the big bus) you see a pile of 12 matrasses come, carried on the head of a man. The drivers of the little vans go out sometimes to talk with a friend or to drink a cup of tea. It is interesting to see this all. But we came out and proceeded on our way, back to Soroti, where we arrived at 8 pm. The last part of the way was full of potholes and Simon did a great job, bringing us safely in Soroti. We brought Ton and Arja to Amun, where they were welcomed by a group of enthousiastic children and I went to Amecet, where I was happy to see my three girls again. As of now, they are sleeping in their beds, I just called with Bernard and Joke, who were waiting to board their plane at the airport and I...... drink a glass of coke and go to bed. I am tired!