This week is turning out to be about on par with the Rwanda week in terms of intensity. I feel like they slammed everything into one day yesterday and I’m still reeling. Last week and this week we split up into four different modules (human rights; grassroots development; public health; and gender and development – I’ll give you one guess as to which one I’m in….). Last week we had lectures, and this week we’re out in the field. Instead of moving from NGO to NGO every day, the gender and development group is sticking with the Slum Aid Project (SAP) all week. SAP assists people living in the slums of Kampala, especially women and children who are the victims of domestic violence (DV) and/or have HIV/AIDS. So every day we’re going to different slums. Yesterday we went to Kisenye, which according to my mother is one of the worse slums in Kampala. We went to the homes of a few refugee women affected by DV, which was incredibly hard, of course. Then we went to one of the few areas of this particular slum where the prostitutes live and we got to talk to them and ask them questions and it was so sad and interesting and conflicting. Right when we sat down to talk to them, it started pouring rain, so they took us to this building where the prostitutes work and we shoved into this tiny hallway that was only lit by a single green lightbulb and the rain was pounding on the tin roof and we continued talking to them and it was SO strange and surreal. Then we were supposed to talk to children who were victims of DV but it didn’t end up happening, so we moved on to the most dreaded/anticipated activity of the day: condom distribution in the slums. SAP distributes condoms for free to all the slums in the city, so we came armed with boxes and boxes full and walked around handing them out. Apparently they get all their condoms from USAID, so it was kind of funny walking around with boxes that said, in huge letters on the front, “From the American People.”
Snichols/anyone else who cares: these are my potential research ideas:
(a) this is the idea I came in with, and I think I’m going to end up sticking with it. Drawing on my work at PeaceWomen Project, I want to study how women are influencing the peace negotiations in Northern Uganda. Obviously it’s going to have to be more specific than that, but that’s the gist of it for now.
(b) this is the idea I was thinking of switching to the other day, but now I’m thinking of dropping it. During one of our gender lectures, the professor mentioned that it’s been notes that cases of DV have increased in the North in response to western NGOs that are targeting only women for development/reconstruction programs (especially microfinance) and leaving the men unemployed/idle. I thought that could be pretty interesting to look into.
(c) this idea will of course be incorporate in anything I study: how Leonard Cohen’s music will bring peace to the world.
p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHNNY!!!!!!
p.p.s. a few nights ago I kept hearing scratching in my suitcase but I kept trying to ignore it because I didn’t want to deal with what was in there and finally I couldn’t take it anymore and I made my mom come and look cause I’m a huge wussy and it was RAT.
p.p.p.s. i have to fill out a housing form for where i want to live in the spring. suggestions????!?!?! obvs i'm gonna put parsons/pannex as my first choice, but what else should i put?
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PARSONSSSSSSSSS!!!!!! GAYBORS!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI know for sure there is one room in the house and one room in the annex vacating in the spring. DO IT DO IT DO IT.
dear god ashley your emotions must be on such overload...i was going to call you this morning...my morning, but after reading your post, i feel so emotional i'm afraid of crying and upsetting you....so if i can't get it togather enough, i promise i will call tomorrow, my day off...my heart and soul are with you, my daughter, and with those people who live a tragedy each day that they awaken...stay brave and spread your love and compassion wherever you go...part of me selfishly just wishes you were home...but i admire and support your ideals (which are my ideals without the opportunity and bravery you have.)...please please please stay safe...you are loved by many hearts....always, mama...ps..a rat????? SHIT!
ReplyDeleteI am in awe of you (which is of course nothing new). Maama wange omuto Cynthia
ReplyDeleteDo you have an e-address for my American contact in Arua, Sherry Meyer? She has lived and worked with the Ugandans for at least ten years and founded a BBC-awarded radio station in the area. She would undoubtedly have much useful info for your practicum report. Also the Special Assistant to the President (female)
ReplyDeleteIf you need addresses again let Dad or Mom know.
We are so proud of you, Ashley. This has got to be so very difficult to assimilate all that you've seen. It will take much time, talking through, and writing about for many months to come. Our thoughts and prayers are always with you......
Big Hugs,
Nana
omg ashley if you dont get parsons i will PERSONALLY deal with the housing people MYSELF. we actually need to be in the same house. i dont see another option. we have to honor our herstory!
ReplyDeleteim reading this like i dont have other things to read.
so so proud. i cant wait to meet you when you get back.
love ellen
King House misses you! Thanks for sharing your practicum ideas- those both sound awesome :) Sending BIG hugs xoxox
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ReplyDeleteI MISS YOU EEEEEEK COME BACK
LOVE YOU
JASx
Dude, Ashley, come to the Riley House! Fuckin' beer pong Tuesdays! RILey HOuSe!
ReplyDelete-Jared