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It’s been a year since we lost the great Robin Williams.
“Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.”

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Development.
This past week Action in Africa took another big step in developing ‘The Center’ and making the most out of the area. We hired a lady by the name of Auntie Lee, who originally from Montana has now been in Kampala for eight years. She has been a figurehead in her own respect with her work for an NGO that promotes sustainable farming and agricultural development.
She showed up Tuesday morning with a truck full of plants, seeds, hoes, her dog Fluffy, and one of her employees Alex. With her help we scouted the garden area that we would be using and decided on a number of vegetables and fruits including French beans, plantain, broccoli, cucumber, beans, carrot, tomato, spinach, kale, spearmint, peppermint, celery, strawberries, lettuce, and basil. Not only have all of these plants had success in the Ugandan soil at her farm, but we agreed that the diversity of the plants will help sustain the soil as well as promote a balanced diet for our employees. It is our goal to eventually be reliant on our garden to provide all the necessary fruits and vegetables for our daily employee lunch.
After deciding on which plants should be planted where we all grabbed shovels and hoes and began turning the soil. We also had to remove trash that had been buried or burned over the years. This is a major problem in Uganda primarily because of the lack of infrastructure. At this point it is impossible and foolish for people to spend their money on garbage services. Instead they can burn it or bury it and save that money for food, shelter, and education. We were fortunate enough though to discover a landfill and a garbage service that now picks up our trash once a week.
Once we turned the soil and removed the excess trash we made beds and began to plant the seeds. At this point in the day a group of neighbors had shown up and we had an army of gardeners. People were excited to see the work that was being done that was turning the once useless area into a beautiful garden.
We decided to take the garden one step further and to turn it into an outdoor classroom and reading area. We bought a truck full of local sandstone and had a fire line running through the garden to make a walkway. There also will be benches and a reading area where students and community members can do work or escape for a minute.
Much of our inspiration came from Auntie Lee and an NGO named One Acre Fund that promotes agricultural development. It is our hope that one day this garden can be an example of what proper seeds, fertilization, irrigation, and farming techniques can do. Uganda and much of Eastern Africa has the potential to not only solve its own hunger issues, but to also be a major exporter in the world food market.
It was an incredibly hectic, exciting, muddy, and productive day for ‘The Center.’ The seeds we planted are a metaphor for what we are trying to accomplish in the village. With patience, encouragement, trust, nourishment, and time we hope to see the seeds that we tend to daily develop into strong, independent, thoughtful, caring, and self-empowered human beings. We hope that the skills, knowledge, and opportunity that we provide help them build a future for themselves and for their families.
#NGO #Africa #development #farming #sustainability

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Development.
This past week Action in Africa took another big step in developing ‘The Center’ and making the most out of the area. We hired a lady by the name of Auntie Lee, who originally from Montana has now been in Kampala for eight years. She has been a figurehead in her own respect with her work for an NGO that promotes sustainable farming and agricultural development.
She showed up Tuesday morning with a truck full of plants, seeds, hoes, her dog Fluffy, and one of her employees Alex. With her help we scouted the garden area that we would be using and decided on a number of vegetables and fruits including French beans, plantain, broccoli, cucumber, beans, carrot, tomato, spinach, kale, spearmint, peppermint, celery, strawberries, lettuce, and basil. Not only have all of these plants had success in the Ugandan soil at her farm, but we agreed that the diversity of the plants will help sustain the soil as well as promote a balanced diet for our employees. It is our goal to eventually be reliant on our garden to provide all the necessary fruits and vegetables for our daily employee lunch.
After deciding on which plants should be planted where we all grabbed shovels and hoes and began turning the soil. We also had to remove trash that had been buried or burned over the years. This is a major problem in Uganda primarily because of the lack of infrastructure. At this point it is impossible and foolish for people to spend their money on garbage services. Instead they can burn it or bury it and save that money for food, shelter, and education. We were fortunate enough though to discover a landfill and a garbage service that now picks up our trash once a week.
Once we turned the soil and removed the excess trash we made beds and began to plant the seeds. At this point in the day a group of neighbors had shown up and we had an army of gardeners. People were excited to see the work that was being done that was turning the once useless area into a beautiful garden.
We decided to take the garden one step further and to turn it into an outdoor classroom and reading area. We bought a truck full of local sandstone and had a fire line running through the garden to make a walkway. There also will be benches and a reading area where students and community members can do work or escape for a minute.
Much of our inspiration came from Auntie Lee and an NGO named One Acre Fund that promotes agricultural development. It is our hope that one day this garden can be an example of what proper seeds, fertilization, irrigation, and farming techniques can do. Uganda and much of Eastern Africa has the potential to not only solve its own hunger issues, but to also be a major exporter in the world food market.
It was an incredibly hectic, exciting, muddy, and productive day for ‘The Center.’ The seeds we planted are a metaphor for what we are trying to accomplish in the village. With patience, encouragement, trust, nourishment, and time we hope to see the seeds that we tend to daily develop into strong, independent, thoughtful, caring, and self-empowered human beings. We hope that the skills, knowledge, and opportunity that we provide help them build a future for themselves and for their families.
Growing.
I have made it to the little village outside of Kampala, Uganda and have been enjoying my time here for about ten days now.
I am working with a NGO called Action in Africa that promotes education through after school programs as well as scholarships for local children. The after school programs include art, drama, tutoring, PE, leadership classes, and English classes. I have been in charge of the PE classes as well as the development of our sustainable garden.
My dad to day life has been nothing short of incredible. We are situated in the middle of a village called Nakuwadde and surrounded by small little vendors and shops. We have three or four neighbors who are in and out of the center all day long. We get to play with the children, help them with homework, hire the moms to cook lunch for our employees, and enjoy daily conversations and laughs with everyone (None of the husbands are around- they all are in the city working and send money home to their families).
I personally have been a jack of all trades and do whatever needs to be done. So far that has included revamping our garden area by removing the trash and debris, planting a number of beds, making a stone path, and maintaining the garden on a daily basis. I also teach PE twice a week at St. Johnsons to 150 boys ages 10-15 and it is absolute chaos. Perfect for me. I have also taken on tutoring a neighbor in math twice a week. Other than that I have been working on art/motivational projects for the center and have tried to be the crazy white guy who loves to play with the children.
And as promising as all of that sounds it is truly an uphill battle. Things move slower, people move slower, and education moves slower. When you ask someone to pick you up at six they show up at eight. When you are supposed to meet a class they don’t show up. When employees are given responsibility, they tend to forget it. It is a constant game of reminder.
As the Ugandan’s call it, Mzungu life (White people life). It’s funny to point out the blunt differences and easy to make light of it, but that does not help promote a cause or help an uphill battle. And I have only been here for less than two weeks now. Is this me being impatient or is this a legitimate reason?
But what I have realized, like anything else in life, is that you have to focus only on the next step... or as Coach Sirko used to say, “BRICK BY BRICK.” Everyday of my life that saying becomes more of a part of who I am and my understanding of how you must fight your battles.
This mission, this project, this community center is not supposed to move quickly. It is like a garden. It takes a diverse habitat of plants who start as a seed and slowly stick their roots in the ground and as days, months, years, pass they continue to grow bigger and stronger. We are still a seedling that has just sprouted amongst the different plants. We are still making our presence and waiting to enjoy the fruits of our labor.
Action in Africa
I am new to this game (Me being Walker Moriarty). I never had an implemental role in Action in Africa and to be honest never saw myself coming here. I understood what it was because of close friends around me (Mike Schwartz, Maggie Brown, Nick Ufkes, Leandra Sivess, Beau Seguin) who came here and gave their time to make a difference. I respected it and was proud of their ambition and desire to make a change that was visible, but it just never caught my eye the way it did for them.
After a phone call to Maggie Brown this past winter I told her I was travelling for two months in Southeast Asia and somehow she convinced me to come see what she was up to in Uganda (geographically it made no sense), but I decided to make the commitment.
They did an exceptional job from 2007 to 2014 bettering this community from an arm lengths reach. I say that because during that time period no one was on the ground from a day-to-day basis. It was incredibly successful in many aspects and much should be attributed to those first seven years, but it took a monumental change in June 2014. This is when the CEO and President Sarah Ninninger moved to Uganda. She had the vision and foresight to understand that to evolve this organization from a small nonprofit human-services program into a comprehensive community-development organization and someone needed to be here on a daily basis. She took the risk of leaving her life with friends and family in Los Angeles and made the commitment to transform this community. And it is paying off.
Action in Africa recently moved into a new building in the middle of the village. It is a staple in the community and exhibits the hope that exists in the children and their continuing education. After school tutoring, art classes, PE classes, playtime, English class, a Women’s group, snacks, scholarships, haircuts… anything you can think of exists here. It is a place where students and community members are engaged in a critical way, made responsible, and challenged in a way that promotes growth.
As my mother always says, “It takes a village” and here that is truer than ever. To effectively impact a life, a relationship must be forged, trust must be established, and there has to be a sense of accountability. This does not happen in an arms length relationship. This happens with the peaks and valleys of everyday life. It is a process, often a long one, but it is happening here. Sarah, Maggie, and the rest of the Action in Africa staff are committed to forging that relationship and developing this community one meal, one conversation, one class, one day at a time.

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The Beating of a Drum
I think the pain exists in a lot of old hearts. A country that was ripped apart at the seams, it still feels the gouging wounds. It is not easy to forgive and forget for all. It should never be. Sometimes the past is unforgivable in an honest way. But what maintains this steady beating drum is the heart that is deep inside pounding. It is the people; the strength, the pride, the community, and the urge by the younger generations for a new way. It is the opening of a new page. A blank slate that exists beyond the horizon where the sun is beginning to rise in anticipation. It is a country where the people have been starved of freedom. The one thing that all mankind should have. But with that starvation comes a hungrier and soon to be stronger country. The people are ready for the change and this country will be swept in it soon enough.
Today was just as enjoyable but a completely different experience. I hired a guide to take me up Mt Fansipan, the highest mountain in Indochina (whatever the fuck that is). We started bright and early just the two of us and we were greeted with howling winds and sideways rain that dared us to continue. As we pushed on the onslaught settled and we set into a constant pace up the horizontally challenged mountain. Step after step, stone after stone we pushed the limits for both of us and did a nonstop push until the last section. Sadly, they are building a tram that should be finished soon to the top and the normal route is not in use anymore. The magic that mountains have should be sacred. If not used for sport I do not see the purpose of turning this King into a tourist destination. That being said the process is incredible. Cars or heavy machinery cannot make it up Fansipan so porters carry up a tram piece by piece. The concrete, metal, tools, towers, and everything in between. With this last stretched closed we had to make our way up an alternate route that sank us deep into mud that ran up our ankles. This final test that the mountain gave us lasted for about an hour before we made it to the top. We left at 7 and reached the summit at 11- a conquer for my travel body... At the top we enjoyed a long lunch and then quickly made it down by three. The day was a conquest itself and an amazing way to finish the trip. My guide, Shin, told me about his life and his marriage and the traditions that exist in the villages. We also talked about the war and he reassured me again and again that in many people's eyes the war benefited the country. It brought infrastructure and technology that Vietnam would have never seen. He was just being nice, but I was assured that the majority of people have moved on and now see the U.S. as friends. He told me about his worries with China and the possible war that may lay ahead. We spoke about the off track communism they practice and how it disagrees with everything Lenin and Marx stood for. They force themselves upon other counties just like the Soviet Union did in the 80's and 90's sigh Afghanistan. We talked movies- his favorite being Twilight and I showed him my favorite American artists. As they say you always save the best for last, and this day was absolutely the best.
As I sit here on my last night in Vietnam eating noodle soup and drinking red wine out of a beer bottle, all of my expectations were exceeded. Sapa the past few days has been extraordinary. It began with a homestay with one other girl, who was Chinese and her name was Emma... And Mimi our host. We trekked deep into the forest and over the mountain and finally down into a breathtaking valley. The mountain sides carved out to harvest rice looked like ascending steps to the heavens. They were either green or brown and gave the impression that the mountain itself was man made. As we descended into the valley we came to Mimi's house. A three room shack that housed 8 of us. You walked into the living/dining/ social room where the chairs and tables were pulled from the wall when needed. The room to the left was for the constant burning fire and the room to the right was the array of sleeping areas along with a kitchen. It seemed like nothing to be honest; but it was everything to them. There they took care of the elders, raised the children, and maintained everyday life as rice farmers. They had three water buffalo, 4 pigs, and a multitude of chicken and ducks. We had "happy water" or rice wine at lunch and enjoyed the best food I've had this far. It was pork with onions and peppers, potatoes, green beans, spinach, tofu, and of course rice (we ate this for all three meals actually, but I couldn't have been happier). The night consisted of singing, dancing, teaching the kids how to count, and more drinking... The family was more than hospitable and did everything to make me happy. I can say that it was one of the better experiences I had.
"The mountains are calling and I must go" from John Muir may be one of the most overused and now dried out quotes of all time, but could never be truer in this case. As I rode from Hanoi to Sapa, my spirit climbed with me through the rice fields, tall pines, and into the mountains. A feeling I can only describe as being home. A man is free in the thin air; the wild untamed rush that enters the body reminds me a person of why one must continue to explore. Being that I sold Suze in Hanoi, I rented out a bigger 250 cc Honda and drove up the first road I could find. I was greeted with a zig zagging pass that I am so used to. It took me through the luscious green and to waterfalls where little communities arose out of the vapor. It came around peaks that staggered into the air and were dramatically lit from the clouds up above. It is these days that remind you of the journey rather than the destination.
"The mountains are calling and I must go" from John Muir may be one of the most overused and now dried out quotes of all time, but could never be truer in this case. As I rode from Hanoi to Sapa, my spirit climbed with me through the rice fields, tall pines, and into the mountains. A feeling I can only describe as being home. A man is free in the thin air; the wild untamed rush that enters the body reminds me a person of why one must continue to explore.

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Hoa Lo Prison and Hanoi
"The mountains are calling and I must go" from John Muir may be one of the most overused and now dried out quotes of all time, but could never be truer in this case. As I rode from Hanoi to Sapa, my spirit climbed with me through the rice fields, tall pines, and into the mountains. A feeling I can only describe as being home. A man is free in the thin air; the wild untamed rush that enters the body reminds me a person of why one must continue to explore. Being that I sold Suze in Hanoi, I rented out a bigger 250 cc Honda and drove up the first road I could find. I was greeted with a zig zagging pass that I am so used to. It took me through the luscious green and to waterfalls where little communities arose out of the vapor. It came around peaks that staggered into the air and were dramatically lit from the clouds up above. It is these days that remind you of the journey rather than the destination.