Sunday, November 15, 2015

How do you measure a year?



In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?  

                                                                                                                                                                               RENT 
                                                                                                                                                                       Seasons of Love 
 
 
Good question!  I have been serving as a volunteer in Peace Corps Uganda for one year and as I'm feeling a bit reflective right now,  I decided to look back at all the photos I've taken since I arrived on November 12, 2014.  Oh my, there's a lot!  But if I had to choose one single photo to represent my year, this would be the one.  
 
Here's the story.

It was a stifling hot day in July. A soccer match between the teams from my school, Kibingo, and another village school called Mamita, was taking place on the pitch across from the college where I live.  To be honest, I'm not much of a sports enthusiast, it was hot, I was tired and I didn't really want to go. But I'm glad I did.
 
When I got there all the students in my school were excitedly cheering, chanting, singing and even drumming for our team. While the other teachers found a shady spot to sit and watch, I wanted to be down on the field, in the mix of it all with the kids behind our goal.  I walked into the crowd and that's when it happened. A  group of giggling girls, grinning ear to ear, came running over to show me their simple elastic finger rings as if they were wearing dazzling diamonds. I oohed and ahhed, admiring their beautiful rings. I said, "Let's call them friendship rings." Next thing you know, I was given a dazzling friendship ring. I proudly slipped it on, we arranged our hands in a circle and...
 
So how do I measure a year in my Peace Corps life?
 
 In smiles, in sharing
 In friendships, in acts of kindness
In acceptance and in peace
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Measure, measure in moments held dear.
 
 
 
 We won the game too!

 
 
 
 
 
 


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