Scary White Lady

Living in Burundi where the children think that white people will eat them gave me a greater distance from children. It was a reality that I have come to grips with. Here in Uganda it isn’t as extreme but there still is the child that screams and runs away in total terror because they have seen me. There are also the children that look at their hand after they shake mine to see if the “white” has come off on them.

 But for some reason Wisawa isn’t afraid of me. Perhaps because we put him in the motocar. His favorite word! I’m glad my nephew chooses to come to me for comfort…it’s nice.