ing Mount Elgon, which was a great escape
from the heat of Kampala. While camping in a
cave, my rucksack was attacked by fruit bats
searching for the bananas that I’d carried for
the journey, so for three days of the trip I stank
of rotten bananas! I’m also getting used to the
local diet, which largely consists of matooke
(green bananas) or posho (maize meal) and
some sauce, often peanut or meat. The senene
(fried grasshoppers) are surprisingly good
washed down with a few bottles of Nile beer!
July to August, 2004
The longer I work in Uganda the more I realise
that progress has to be measured by the little
steps forward rather than aiming for the lofty,
if naïve, ambitions I had when I first arrived. It
often seems to be the case that when progress
is made in one area of work problems emerge
in another! For example, FUGA are making
significant advances with improvements in the
performance of the Medical Health Centre,
a key project for the organisation. We have
received funding from the UK-based retailer
MFI to renovate the Health Centre, the medical
staff have moved into a rented house, providing
more space for patient care, and a new midwife
has joined the team. Patient numbers are up
as a result of improved sensitisation within the
local community, which has increased income
for FUGA to deliver additional health services.
To detract from all this positive news, this month
we received only half the expected funding from
a regular donor making my job of balancing the
books nearly impossible!
I am continuing to meet so many interesting
people, both Ugandans and expats. My social
life in Kampala tends to be a mix of these two
worlds. I feel very lucky that my day-to-day
work is with Ugandans, as I am learning so
much about African life and attitudes and have
made some really good friends. A couple of
weeks ago I spent the weekend with my good
friend, Silver, in his village in central Uganda,
and another good mate, Martin, is ensuring I
make the most of the Kampala nightlife! It’s also
good to have a network of expat mates who
can empathise with some of the frustrations
of working in Africa and help put the bad days
into perspective over a drink or two.
Perhaps the most inspiring person I have
met this month is a young man who I shall call
William. William was abducted by the Lord’s
Resistance Army (LRA) in Northern Uganda at
the age of 13. After spending nearly five years
with the rebels as a child soldier, he escaped.
In retaliation for his escape, the LRA returned to
his village and killed his family and neighbours,
burning them alive in their houses. William
survived, as he was undergoing rehabilita-
tion at a government centre at the time. I met
William in Kampala where he was living on the
streets carrying luggage at the bus-park to pay
for food. He is determined to get his life back on
track, and has gained the support of his local
member of parliament, who verified his story.
We are now in the process of enrolling William
in an electronics course so that he can start
up a workshop mending radios, phones and
other electrical goods, while his local member
has provided enough money for him to rent a
room. When I see his determination in the face
of such adversity it really puts my frustrations
into perspective.
September to October, 2004
FUGA, the NGO I am working for, currently has
a proposal being considered by the Japanese
embassy, so this has kept me pretty busy. If
successful, it will be a great boost to the com-
munity and to FUGA and will involve the con-
struction of a community hall and staff quarters
for our Health Centre. However, there has been
a lot of supporting evidence to gather to ensure
we progress to the next stage. In Europe this
task would be fairly straightforward, but not
here! Chasing around for up-to-date statistics,
quotes from construction companies etc was
hot, time-consuming and pretty frustrating, but
we got it finished in time.
Four good friends of mine have come out from
the UK to visit me, so I’m making the most of
Patrick Pringle, an economic consultant, wanted to
do something worthwhile on his career break. He
approached 2Way Development about working
in international development. After three months
of consultation, 2Way Development organised a
12-month voluntary placement for him in Uganda.
He became a health project worker for a community
development organisation that aimed to improve
the people’s quality of life in rural areas through
poverty eradication. 2Way Development asked him
to write a diary of his experience to demonstrate to
new volunteers how his skills were used in a positive
way, and to highlight some of the common chal-
lenges of working in a very different environment.
In the autumn of 2004 I decided that I wanted
to take a break from my job as an economic
development consultant to volunteer in a
developing country. I got in touch with 2Way
Development and met up for an informal chat
about the possible options. I was keen to find
a placement which would give me valuable
professional experience while at the same
time enable me to make a real contribution to
reducing poverty in Africa.
I chose to work for an NGO called FUGA that
works with rural communities in Uganda. FUGA
aims to reduce poverty in rural communities in
western Uganda through its healthcare, educa-
tion and income-generation programmes.
March to April, 2004
My job with FUGA incorporates organisational
development, project management, fundrais-
ing and liaison with donors, so already I’m
getting a real variety of work. From designing
new projects to driving the ambulance, in a
small organisation you have to muck in and get
on with whatever needs to be done.
The first few weeks have been quite a culture
shock, but I have been made incredibly
welcome. On my arrival, the staff at FUGA
organised a party for me, then, at 5.30am on
my first full day in Uganda, I was boarding a
bus to visit the villages where FUGA works. I
will be making regular visits to the project sites,
which involves a six-hour journey to Ntungamo
District, a hilly part of the country close to the
border with Rwanda. Visits to the villages are
usually a little hectic and often involve buzzing
around on a motorbike to visit the various
projects, check on progress and speak to bene-
ficiaries. Many of the villagers are surprised to
see a muzungu (white person) and the children
either come to hug me or run away in fear!
Even though I’ve only been in Uganda for a
couple of months, I am really settling in to the
lifestyle and my job. It’s certainly very different
from my life back in the UK. Adjusting to ‘Africa
time’, keeping your temper in the face of Ugan-
dan bureaucracy, and surviving the hot, dusty
and chaotic taxi-parks all take some getting
used to, but the rewards of living and working
in Africa certainly make it all worthwhile.
May to June, 2004
After four months I’m getting used to life in
Uganda, though there are still surprises every
day! Working with a Ugandan NGO, much of
my work has focused on organisational devel-
opment and putting systems in place. While it
would be great to start implementing projects,
there is so much that needs doing first in terms
of capacity-building within the organisation
and getting things organised. I have been busy
working with colleagues on a new strategy,
undertaking staff reviews and also putting a de-
velopment plan into place for the Health Centre.
It is strange how quickly you get used to
seeing poverty, though every so often I see
something that reminds me why I chose to
volunteer. Recently I met a teenage girl who
is blind and deaf because she was not im-
munised against measles. I also took the body
of a mother of seven back to her family. She
had walked five kilometres to get help for a
potentially treatable heart condition, but by the
time she reached the clinic she was past help-
ing. While such images are distressing, it can
be a powerful reminder of how much we take
basic services for granted back home.
On a lighter note, I’m getting around a lot at
weekends and meeting lots of people – both
Ugandans and expats. I spent four days climb-
Twelve Months
in Uganda
06: Structured & Self-Funding Volunteer Programmes:
Twelve Months in Uganda