The month of July

This month of July has not been so easy for me.I had just landed from Pretoria and my husband was expected to leave the country for Korea.I know he loves his job but I had missed him for a month,and again I was going to miss him for some three weeks.My son had started school in my absentia and coping up with taking him there every morning has not been easy.I am not complaining,iypts just that I think I was not well prepared for it,and to make matters worse,I have no house help whatsoever and doing the Cpd assignment,work and my son is not simple and for that reason I call myself a hero,or a super mama.
My son also had school day,where the parents would go see what their kids did and I must say I was very impressed with how much my son can do,I mean he scribbled his book with a writting that only I could perfectly understand.He simply painted the letters and that tells me he is just a genius coz he is hardly three years and he already is doing all this?
His teacher,Pauline,says he is such a social boy,so friendly and brave.In fact during the meeting,he kept calling her name to just show her what he had either drawn or tell her a thing or two.

This my baby really makes me a proud mother.who would not love to have such a son?Even with all the struggles I go through as a working mother and wife,I believe its worth every effort and I am motivated to work harder each new day.I just get so encouraged by him all the time and I now love my mom the more.I just wonder and worry much more about those kids out there who have no one to call mummy or daddy.Not because these two adults are dead or something like that but because the two adults decided to just throw them away to some dustbin or just abandoned them somewhere.This makes me wonder if these parents especially the mothers carried them in their wombs for nine months and actually gave birth to them as well.

This is one reason i have decided as a parent,that i would love my baby boy and all those kids that are yet to come out of me,and where possible,be a mother to those that have no one to call mum,because they deserve better and they dint ask to be born any way.

Fatigue

Ever wondered where the word fatigue came from?Well,I too have wondered and unfortunately for me,I haven't  got an answer yet.Hopefully,one of these days I will.
These past days,my world can be summed up as fatigued.I have been tired from the day I landed down in Entebbe.

I have had to clean my house immaculately clean,not that it was dirty,no,its just that I like my house sparkling clean and yet the two boys of mine had a lot to do during my absentia that they did not observe the detail of cleanliness.
Well,that was it,and my boys still rock and make no mistake,I still love them and besides when I was away,they took greet care of my goats and the exterior of the House.

Oh!back to fatigue,I have had to start my assignment but its not been easy,because I think I am just still tired from the one month CPD experience,its actually now that I am realising how tiresome it was.

I had to also get orientation to my sons school,since he started going there,I had not been there.He has this sweet teachers who really care so much about children.What amaizes me is the fact these teachers take care of the kids,teach them,and above all play with them.This reminds me that as a little girl,that is what I wanted to be,an elementary school teacher,but I had change of heart as I kept growing and since then I think I have had uncountable times change of heart.

My friend Harriet gave birth to a baby girl,however,the baby came out tired and has been in a nassery for one week now.This period is not so good for her family.It has been such a trying moment because no one knows what to expect but we pray for the best.

Trip to Soweto

In the last one month,yesterday,6th of June was very historical to me.Dr.Merlene and Joan decided to take us for a trip to Soweto,this was the first time in life I was going there,I had previously hard many stories about this township but I had  a chance to visit.
How Soweto came to be is a story for itself, most of the people came looking for employment in the mines and they gave them free accommodation I don't know how this looked like those years but the truth is what I saw there yesterday was a state of emergency,I just can't imagine people living without water and electricity,because this is a human right,I just don't know if there is nothing that these peoples government can do for them.
Sad news aside,I managed to see the stadium where the 2010 Fifa world cup took place at,its amazing,so magnificent.
We proceeded to the Mandela house,and the history this house unvails is one of pain and persistence.I don't know how it was during apartheid but am sure my brothers from South Africa suffered.
I thought I had seen enough at the Mandela house,until I got to the Pierson Hector Museum,this place gives a window to what happened in those days,how man can be so cruel to fellow man when he chooses to...Personally, I shed a tear or two, no one deserves to go through the kind of suffering and torture that these guys went through.

Home,sweet home

I haven't written for sometime now,well,I blame jet lag and the catching up I had to do with everything that I left when I went to Pretoria.
Saturday the 20th of June begun on a low note.We had to submit our wiki and blogger for assessment yet the guys at Protea Manor had already disconnected our WiFi,our pleading with them fell on deaf ears,it was not cool at all.
Any how,by ten in the morning,we were all set for the airport,the chauffeur was right on time,and we all were so glad to go back home.
The journey was okay,we happened to travel with some of our tumors and it felt so nice seeing them once again.
By seven o'clock we touched down the Entebbe intertnational airport,the clearing this time round din't take
 so long and within minutes we were done.
When I came out of the arrival gate,I was met by my son,husband,a colleague and his daughter. My sons hug brought me tears of joy,and once again ,am happy to be home.
This two days have been so good,I have managed to get enough sleep for the fast time in a month.However,I have too much on my desk and I hope to catch up soon.
I have also been trying to get a hold of my friend Flavia,but its proving difficult, in wonder what happened to her.Did she reach home safely?Why hasn't she said anything yet?I pray that all is well with her

Last lap

Today,am so very happy.This marks the last day of our one month stay in Pretoria.

This week was not so simple,I mean we had assignments to work on,the emotions were high people lost their  cool and truth to be said,it was very heartbreaking,I don't know how to put it,but it was disturbing to know that some people under looked the ability of others,some people could simply just not accept the fact that we had to collaborate and bring our output as one.

Anyway,all said and done,the differences we had were ironed out,we had to.This gave us a lesson or two to take home

The 12th day of the month.

Today is a very special day to me,on this date exactly two years and a half months ago,i gave birth to my son,my sweet baby boy,the one who gives me moral to work harder .This boy makes me smile,he makes me want to be a better person by the day.I love him and today,he is also making another new month to his life.Its just unfortunate that i am far away from home and the best i can do is to make a Skype call.

Oh!did i also mention that my husband and I had to make a decision to take him to a daycare center before i could travel?This was not an easy one for me,i was used to having my boy home with me and if i was busy and couldn't be there,my sister in law Betty would help me take care of him.But here i was faced with a challenge of letting his aunt take care of him and travel to her village or take him to daycare center then his dad would pick him every evening.

I was a little scared,but then i had to make the best decision and that's what was best.I wish my boy all the best in life and God's blessings.

Between 10th and 11th we had power rationing,in the university of Pretoria and it was not a cool experience at all.

On 11th the same thing happened ,but this time i was in the shopping mall,i just couldn't buy anything,they couldn't process me,anyway,i am just happy and then i also got an email from Joan ,The CPD administrator giving us our pickup schedule for pickup from the hotel to the airport because our program is soon ending,i got so exited and started parking immediately

SNOW BYTES

When i saw this tittle in a video clip i watched today,it was funny,i thought its about snow white,anyhow,the storyline is the same save for the fact that Snow Bytes is a bout technology and in particular saving documents.

I dint know that this was actually giving us an emphasis on saving our documents,because in the evening,when we were given our assignments and when the deadline was approaching,they decided to load-shed,this was not cool at all but yet prince Dublin was not there to save us as he did with Snow Bytes.

I have learnt an important lesson today,i have to always save my work or i pay for it dearly.  

The kind of secession i had today was not what i would call a cup of tea,however,with practice i know i can digitize documents in my collection

HERO'S DAY

Its 9th June,where  I come from,this day is called hero's day,

on this day we celebrate the people who helped in the struggle to liberate the country fro tyranny.

Before Uganda got liberated,we had a lot of problems,insecurity,killings and so many ugly things,anyhow,that's the country.

How ever today,i celebrate my heroes,these people have brought a change in my life .

My dad and mum are on these list,i cant give them enough to show how i appreciate them,but as surely;y as the Lord lives,i cherish them.

My husband is one other hero that i celebrate today,he  has been there for me at my worst and he still loves me,still cares and above all still my hero.

Happy heroes day.

Uncertainity

This past weekend had been good,had an HBDI class which helped me understand myself better and probably try to understand others as well.
However,towards the end of it,on Sunday evening,i got very disturbing news from home.My house had been broken into by thugs,they broke in after 3:00 am.
I am told they managed to destroy one of the windows in one of the bedrooms and were able to access the rest of the house.I am so thankful to God that no one was hurt.
Those thugs have done my family a great disservice,i pray i find a place in my heart to forgive them.
I pray i can concentrate in these remaining weeks,because as surely as am true to myself,I feel sick and i feel like being with my family.

Boom!Boom!

Today has been a very wonderful day,for starters,I had an HBDI session with other cpd participants.I learnt a lot,we are the same people, but with very different traits,those who are organised,analytical,emotional and even musical.
It was fun learning to understand myself before I even try to understand others.
My husband and son escorted our friend William to So roti to get a wife in a traditional marriage.Seeing my sweet pie on a kanzu(traditional wear for men)was just too nice,and the fact that his dad stood right behind him left a feeling of belonging and admiration in me.
Check them out

This few weeks I have been away from home,have made me realise just how much I love my family.
From the information I gather,I am reliably informed that Alison,the bride was so smart and William was so much inlove.The two received their parents blessing and permission to go get wedded and live a happy happy life.
I missed this function,but I definitely will be present for their wedding which takes place in a few weeks time.

The Bold 2

well,Today i learnt so much in my CPD training.

I learnt  about the innoviations that are taking place in the library today.

It makes me actually love being a librarian.

I always dreaded research before today,but after hearing from a quaified researcher and a fatherly man at that,my fears were halfway dealt with.And if there is something i will live to remember,its that no matter what i should never give up,for the sake of my family,my parents,my community and all those who have been there for me and even those who look up to me.

May the good Lord bless Prof:Archie Dick for saying the above statement,sometimes one needs to hear such from an authority who is loving,caring and just good.He actually reminds me of my own father.

Winter

Winter in south Africa has officially started.

We were warned early  in advance to carry warm clothes,i carried my most warm clothes ,however i think i just dint know how much to expect.

Anyhow,yesterday,the fourth day of June in 2015,the CPD participants had a chance to visit University of South Africa,one of the best Universities in South Africa.

I must confess,i was so thrilled at what i saw,i mean these guys are far ahead on technology and the library.We went to so many sections but out of all,i loved the archive section,its amazing to see the many documents from the past being here for the present and the future to come.The masters and doctorate section was something to admire,This space is so large with total silence,one would even imagine that it had no users.

We came back to our hotel room,tired however when i was cooking,i decided to open the windows but for some reason forgot to close it,just noticed it when i woke up and this wasn't good at all because anything could have happened to me,but i thank God who kept me safe

The Bold

Today was a beautiful day,for some reason i woke up late,does it make sense?No,it does not.

However,i just feel happy,maybe its because i talked to my son on skype just before i slept.My cute little pie,i miss him,i miss the fact that i cant tuck him in bed,i miss the fact that i cant check on the goats with him,i miss to hear him trying to pronounce his dad's name ,i miss the way he looks at me for reassurance,i miss to hear him sing his favorite song "baby Jesus" Oh! I miss my son. 

But,its okay,i know he has the best dad who takes care of him when his mom is not around,besides,am i the one who took care of him when he secretly grew in my womb?

I am not worried as i was about him one week ago,this is progress!

Today,i also learned  about metadata,but i must confess,it was not easy at all,at one point,i felt like i was going to black out,i was overwhelmed with all that i was reading.

The CPD4 group showed some love and care to one of us whose ATM card was stolen,and the thieves kept withdrawing her money.The African brotherhood was manifested and i loved it.

The day that was.

I officially begun my second week in Pretoria.So far so good.

Last Saturday,which was  30th May 2015 was awesome.For starters,it was a free weekend for the CPD participants,and by free I mean we didn't have anything fixed on the timetable.It was therefore time to explore the city.

Unfortunately for me,there was this money factor,so I could hardly do much,but I made o lot out of these time.My friend Flavia and I went window shopping and it was cool 
Later on my buddies fro Nigeria joined us for what I love to call "catch up"

My catch up with them was nice,i learnt to cook jeloaf rice but my goodness,it had lots of pepe,but thats what makes it  delicious.I have also discovered that these men and women from Nigeria are not really as what the world has made us believe.To the contrary,they are honest,loving and funny.

First week in Pretoria

Time check?
Its exactly 10:00pm Saturday 30th 2015
This marks exactly one week since i jetted in.
Well,we were and still are twelve from Uganda,and being the first time to fly,i was very nervous but thank God,i dint faint nor throw up during the journey.

The four and a half hour flight was good by the time we reached Johannesburg,we all were more comfortable and friendlier than before with one another.

Locating our lugagge at the O.R Tambo was also a funny bit ,these guys have more than twenty collection points and here we were cocooned together in one and surprisingly and funnily it was those from Paris,Any  how,we figured it out at the end.
 At the arrivals we met these lovely guy who had come to pick us,just within fourty five minutes,we had arrived our hotel,the lovely Protea Manor,Hartfield.

That evening when all participants were treated to a sumptious meal and we all retired to bed early,save for a few who really wanted to stay awake and make new friendships.
The following day was a sunday,the first part of the day had no programme,those that wanted to pray went around looking for churches,but being tired,i chose to stay back.

By around 1:00pm,we were on our way tothe glorious university of pretoria to be given our first training and it was on click up

 This lecture or trainning was done by one lady that i have learnt to respect and admire,she told us she is our mum this alone spoke volumes to me.Anyhow,this lady after everyone had introduced themselves,she could actually remember the names and the persons who is called by those names.

Anyway,this week has seen us learn so much that at times it feels like the head is exploding.However,we have learnt about social media,publishing tools,cloud services and storage and finally mobile technologies.
All the above have been so intresting and i am surely going to impliment them.
We have also been given a number of assignments which are keeping everyone on their toes.
Did i mention about the campus tour?Oh!Thats a story for another day.