
Interesting article from AllAfrica.com - Iganga District in the news.
Iganga Stores Full of Contraceptives
Comments from UVP staff or locals?
Samuel Kambuzi is our Walukuba Village Health Team chair, and one of the hardest-working men in Iganga. A few weeks ago he invited the UVP staff to come see his 'fish pond.' We went, not knowing what to expct.
The pond is incredible - perhaps 30 by 60 feet, and full of fish. Another lies next to it, not quite finished. Kambuzi, his brothers and a few village political leaders financed the fish pond jointly, and they plan to share the proceeds. The initiative is incredibly because they had virtually no guidance, and yet there was the pond, and there were the fish, darting about and eating ground maize as Kambuzi threw it into the water.
Fish ponds are not an area of UVP specialization, but we had brought along a man who works on village income genation projects for another NGO, JIDDECO. This man looked over the pond and offered some general advice: water ought to drain from the bottom of thepond, not the top, strings ought to be strung across the pond in rows to prevent birds eating fish. The man promised to arrange a series of training days, run by another JIDDECO staff person who specializes infish ponds.. JIDDECO would finance the first training, but Kambuzi and his partners would have to pay forthe rest. Kambuzi agreed - such techincal expertise would surely be worth the cost, as it would raise their profits in the long run. We feel sure that the venture will be a success, if only because of the incredible committment shown by this groups of village leaders.
This week, we have a very exciting addition to our sanitation work in the Healthy Villages: the District Water Office is celebrating international “Sanitation Week” in our villages, focusing particularly in Nabitovu Village. District officials will be helping us out in all of our five “Healthy Villages,” but a HUGE number of university students, studying health and sanitation development courses, are working in Nabitovu Village today (Wendesday), Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. These students will be working with the LC members and VHT members to do house-to-house outreach, going around and teaching families to construct sanitation measures. UVP is, as normal, providing subsidized materials for the process, though the District might pitch in for additional materials in a day or so.
Nabitovu Village is huge – it has about 360 households, and because of the way that houses and gardens are laid out, houses are spread apart instead of being clustered together in the middle of the village. Thus, reaching out to every area of Nabitovu is quite difficult, and having this type of manpower at our disposal (about 50 enthusiastic and educated university students!), is going to allow us to make a greater impact in Nabitovu than we could have ever done on our own – at least, in a week’s time.
Sanitation work will continue, as stated, until Saturday, and then take a rest on Sunday. On Monday (World Water Day), the district is sponsoring a "Sanitation Celebration" in Nabitovu. District officials and Sub-County officials will attend, and the village will put on entertainment in the form of music, dance, and drama. UVP's second shallow well in Nabitovu will also be commissioned on this day. UVP staff members will also take this time to address the entire village of Nabitovu (likely a few hundred villages will be gathered), announcing that this day is not the end of sanitation work in Nabitovu, but rather the beginning. While the district will cease its work on Monday, UVP and the Nabitovu VHT and other leaders will continue to work across the village, helping families to improve on their sanitation standards, and thus improve health and standard of living.
Yesterday, representatives from the University crew met with our Nabitovu VHT and the Nabitovu LC members. They agreed to divide up into 6 groups, with accompanying villagers for each group, to move around the village helping families build sanitation measures. The work starts this morning, and I will post another blog at the end of the week, to let everyone know how it goes!!
We have now completed all Sanitation Workshops, in all villages. Overall, the workshops were a wild success. About 25 – 30 people attended each workshop, day long affairs that were intensive, interactive, and a LOT of fun. Most attendees were Village Health Team members or LC (political council) leaders, though other leaders and important community members attended.
The two thirds of the workshops were mostly informational, and discussion based. We did certain funny demonstrations too – for instance, having somebody drink supposedly clean water from a bottle, but having secretly dissolved a ton of salt in the water, to demonstrate the idea of invisible germs or other water contaminants.
The last part of the workshop involved making a map of all open defecation sites around the village, and marking houses without latrines, and then coming up with a village action plan to increase latrine coverage and general sanitation. The action plan part differed for each village, but usually involved groups of LC members and Village Health Team members working in particular “zones” of the village, reaching out to neighbors and teaching them about sanitation. UVP is subsidizing the cost of a number of basic sanitation-measure materials, such as small jerry-cans (for hand-washing facilities), and nails (for trash pits and plate stands).
Now, we are in the process of running “Hands-On Days” in the villages, teaching the workshop attendees to build trash pits, plate stands and hand-washing facilities, and going over the standards of excellent bathing rooms and latrines.
Rainy season has officially begun in Iganga.
This season is different from the last rainy season, which began around mid-September of last year and ended sometime in November. That season began every morning with soft sun, built a slow warmth over the course of the day, and got hot by mid-afternoon. Around 4 or 5 in the evening a sudden coolness would fall; clouds would roll in, fast and then much faster; a dramatic rush of wind would cause plastic bags and leaves to blow about as if Mary Poppins were about to land, and I kid you not, children would scream – I don’t know why they never got used to it, or at least tired of screaming, but every day as the wind blew in they would scream – and people would rush frantically for cover. Then the rain would come. It would fall across the landscape like a wave, pounding down on us in thick, plush drops. Everywhere the walking paths became rivers of rust-red, or huge, orange puddles receiving the raindrops like drumbeats. Under cover, the people of Iganga would wait for half an hour or an hour, the droplets so loud on tin roofs that conversation was barely possible. And then slowly the rain would slow, the drops would grow smaller, the clouds would begin to thin and fade and drift away. Not long after it began the rain would be gone, only a few wisps of innocent-white cloud lingering in a scrubbed-clean blue sky.
This season, as I said, is different. In fact, one might almost say it is opposite. Late in the evening or in the night, the rain rolls in. We wake up to hear it drumming above our heads as we lay in the dark under treated mosquito nets, and it continues as we drift in and out of consciousness with the approaching dawn. We wake fully to find it raining still, a thin barely-rain, silver droplets that are more like steely water vapor than actual raindrops. The sky is gray in the morning, layer upon layer of heavy cloud hanging above us, and sometimes a wind blows – a lesser version of the rushing wind from last season. The grayness and the thinly falling rain continue for most of the morning, the thin droplets working their way up imperceptibly to a real, heavy rain a bit after midday. This early afternoon rain is steady, but not plush like the rain of October – it is like the Atlantic to the Pacific, perhaps – stormier, colder, more predictable and more serious.
Around one thirty or two in the afternoon, the rain begins to die down. It becomes the tiniest bit less, and then less, drizzling on but steadily reducing. Once the drops finally cease the clouds remain, hanging overhead as if any moment they might decide to drench us once again. And just when you begin to think that today, truly, it shall remain cloudy until nightfall, you look up to see slivers of pale blue peering through gray. The blue grows larger as the gray grows smaller, and finally by around four or four-thirty the sky looks like a storybook once again, typical Uganda, sunlit and laughing. At times the blue remains until darkness, and other days the clouds begin to steal back the sky as dusk approaches. The nights are black now, without the Milky Way shining overhead, and cool – even cold by Ugandan standards. If we fall asleep in silence, we do so knowing that we shall wake in a few hours to the steadily growing patter of raindrops, and in our dreams we shall hear the rhythm of the rain, steady, constant, a drumbeat that has been the breath of Uganda for thousands of years.