breathing life into a room

We were going to take Saturday off, but the enthusiastic and energetic Ann and Melissa would hear nothing of it!

So… several of us showed up unexpectedly at St. Mary Kevin's on Saturday morning. Because of the brilliant idea of the aforementioned social workers, we transformed the dark and dingy room where the kids eat (on the floor and with their fingers) into a bright, happy and colorful space (and one of which they each feel some ownership) by putting their handprints on the wall. We painted their hands with acrylics and helped them make their impression on the wall. Then we had them each write their names.


I don’t know who had more fun – the kids or us.

The amazing thing was that the older kids – those who we are sponsoring – filtered into the room, on their own initiative, to help us out. So, there were Billy and Zaberah helping paint hands, Samalie helping to put on smocks (Eddie’s old shirts) and Henry passing out markers.. It was truly inspiring and nothing short of moving.

There is so much to catch you up on, my dear and dedicated readers, but there is so little free time and such a slooooooowwwwwww Internet connection. In the past couple of days we have gone to Peter’s village, and some of us have gone to Gulu in Northern Uganda to a displaced person’s camp. We’ll post about those adventures soon.

by jane

What a Ride

I had no idea what to expect from this trip. Most of my friends thought me a bit crazy for wanting to go to Africa, so I went with anticipation, but excitement.

A toast to my fellow travelers: our leader, Gloria, with her incredible vision; Melissa and Anna, social workers extraordinaire, who have become Pied Pipers to the children; Lynne, the tireless filmmaker who cannot quit working after the tape stops rolling; Carol, the New York lawyer, who is there for anyone who needs help; and my partner in art, Lonnie, who is so much more sensible than me. We have become a close-knit group and have had much fun working together.

Everyday we drive from Kampala to Kajjansi with Peter, our guide, and Henry, our driver, both of whom we have come to love. We travel from the bustling city of four million people to the quieter town through the most hectic traffic I have ever experienced (there seem to be no rules), to the bouncy, red dirt roads to the children at St. Mary Kevin’s.

How they restore my faith in humanity. Their music, dancing, sports and studies we have witnessed, but most of all we have seen their smiles. How can this be? Their clothes are shabby, their quarters are crowded and dirty, their food boring, yet nutritious. They have lost everything, mother, father, home, personal possessions, pets… but still they smile.

I will be sad to say goodbye to this beautiful country and gentle people. My friend, Craig Subler, was right when he said, “You will have the time of your life and Africa will steal your heart.”

by lynne

I never expected to fall in love in Uganda. Certainly not in such a short time, nor with so many.

The children at St. Mary Kevin, all survivors of atrocities unimaginable and heinous, have captured my heart.

Some are shy, some are bold. Yet ther are all brave and so very strong. Circumstances have made them wise beyond their years.

Their eyes tell stories they don’t often have words for. The stories I have heard have made my eyes swollen from tears.

I question everything. How is it possible for these children to draw guns from memory, yet carry on with such amazing grace? How is it possible to have lost everything and everyone, yet continue to smile, laugh, sing and dance? Their strength and resilience humble me.

They grasp for your hands, cling to your body – so eager to be loved, and so full of love.

I have been struck by the tenderness and guidance so graciously offered by the older children to those younger. Having lost all family, they have created new ones.

Every day, one member of my family has checked in with me. And every day I am ever more grateful for their love and support.

They have listened to the heartbreaking stories and to those of promise. The work that our team is doing is, in short, miraculous and palpable. Demons have been released, burdens have been lifted and smiles have grown and emerged. Eyes are brighter.

I naively thought that being “video girl” would create a professional detachment, if you will. I thought that being the “fly on the wall” – the observer – would keep my emotions at bay.

Instead, I have been brought in, engaged, welcomed, and most importantly, trusted.

Connections have been made. Some playful, some soulful, but all meaningful.

I have fallen hard.

photos from day four

getting into a rhythm

Rosemary refers to me as the other mama. So... here are the two mamas!

St. Mary Kevin Orphanage Motherhood is definitely starting to feel like Camp Change the Truth. We arrive at 9 or 10, and everyone now just goes to their post and begins working, kids at the ready to participate. We are in a groove. Sounds of laughter and singing come out of the room where Melissa is conducting group theraplay. Children who are now artists concentrate intently on their drawings. Quiet envelopes the room where Ann does individual therapy with the children who have come here from Northern Uganda. Kids mug for Lynne's camera and giggle when she points it in their direction.

I heard a rising joyful murmur from one of the classrooms today and went to see what was going on. Carol had just passed out the sixty pen pal letters Ann had brought with her from her daughter's 4th grade class in Kansas. The children were reading their letters aloud in unison. The buzz that was drifting from that room was unbelievable. The kids could not have been more excited about their new friends and quickly began the task of responding by writing their own letters back. I noticed many of the children carrying their letter around with them for the remainder of the day.

We are each having our own personal and profound journey here. It is emotional, and it is uplifting, and it is sad, and we are grateful for the opportunity to see life from a different perspective. I think this experience is touching and changing us all.

The children have fallen in love with the Change the Truth team. I could not have asked for a more loving group of people to introduce to the staff and kids at St. Mary Kevin's. We are bringing joy and healing into these lives - and yes, into our own.

more photos

Uganda: day three

Today we hear from Ann:

I have spent more than 10 years working with abused and traumatized children. I have heard terrible stories and seen the lasting impressions. I have developed some effective skills to help me handle my own emotions; today the skills were not enough, and I was brought to tears. It started with a picture of a gun, drawn on an inexpensive piece of muslin. This 10 year old girl from Northern Uganda, drew what to some would seem like random pictures; a baby, a house, a mother, a bed, a gun, a tree, a flower. The child had been given the task of drawing a picture of her memories on a cloth. When I asked her to tell me about her pictures she smiled, appeared non-chalant, and labeled the pictures as they appeared. I thought there had to be more… so I said, “tell me about the bed.” Her smiling face clouded, but her words remained strong. “The baby was asleep in the bed, I was asleep in the bed and my mother woke me up yelling, that I had to get up or they were going to kill me. My mother put me outside the house, my mother was killed, I lived because an old man picked me up and started running with me.”

So began my dance with tears. The heat in my eyes was intense as the warm moisture built. Her beautiful dark eyes met mine, and I had to touch her hands. At that moment, I had to reach to her in a way that my words could not. I looked down at her cloth and saw the flower and tree and remarked, “some things keep growing - you are living and growing, your mother would be happy to see you growing. She wanted you to grow.”

This type of story continued over and over today. Day 2 at the orphanage was the day I had the privilege of working with children from Gulu and Northern Uganda. I met 28 children today. Their stories were remarkably the same, over and over. It was unforgettable.

The children ARE growing at St Mary Kevin’s. The children are being nurtured; they are safe. I believe that this young girl’s mother would be happy with the work that Rose Mary is doing.

uganda: day two

Today's entry is written by Melissa:

“Today we all hit the ground running with our various projects. The children greeted our van at the gate with guarded curiosity, but by the end of the day, a mass of children escorted our van to the gates with large smiles and promises of more activities tomorrow.

One of the goals for Ann and me while at St. Mary Kevin’s is to facilitate a training for teachers and administration on the effects of trauma on daily functioning and relationship-building of the children. We walked into the training as visitors and left as friends, as teachers experienced the silliness of games and the pleasure of physical nurturing. They are a truly giving, gifted group of teachers dedicated to developing the future generation of Uganda!

The kids had similar reactions to the activities that Ann and I prepared. Not only were these games creating laughter and silliness amongst even the most serious-looking of children, we were creating connections with the children and engaging them in teamwork and mutual nurturing. Fun introductions to the kids included a High Five, pinky handshake, and the Hokey Pokey.

After group was over, I brought out some playground equipment (donated by Operation Breakthrough). Typically kids here create balls by taking plastic bags squeezed tightly into an outside of layer of banana leaves held together by twine. However, today we socialized around jumping rope, bouncing the basketball, kicking the soccer ball, throwing a Frisbee, playing jacks, and trying to figure out a yo-yo. Even the simplest item or success brought profound joy to these faces.

Lastly, to facilitate more exposure to nurturing touches, scented lotions were introduced. No child had ever experienced the pleasant scent of lotions (today’s choices were Gingerbread and Candy Cane). From the appearances of extremely dry skin, regular lotioning does not fit in the reality of the day. The children’s eyes delighted equally in the sweet smells of the lotion and the warm touch of someone caring for them. After all, don’t we all deserve and/or desire at least that much?


I left St. Mary Kevin’s today with dozens of pinky handshakes from my new friends, promises for more jacks games tomorrow, and the certainty that when I leave Uganda, a piece of my heart will remain at St. Mary Kevin’s with an extraordinary ‘family’.”

photos from day one

uganda: day one

Safe and on time arrival in Entebbe, followed by wonderfully warm greetings from African friends, a clear night sky punctuated by a tapestry of stars, dogs barking late into the night, red earth on pitted roads in the early morning sun, small monkeys scattering about on the grounds of our hotel, broad smiles, joyful children… just your typical day in Uganda!

On our “tour” of the orphanage this morning, I definitely needed a yellow balloon or umbrella and a megaphone. I kept turning around to see if my “team” was following Rose Mary and me, but no… they were always lagging sorely behind and had seemingly sprouted lots of new appendages in the form of small, excited and grateful children.

It was a day full of singing and dancing, hand holding, hugs, speeches, meetings, planning and stuff like, “Oh, Gloria, NOW I get it!!”

I have asked each one of my fellow travelers to write something about their experiences during this trip. I nudged Carol into being first, and she kindly obliged:


“I woke up under my mosquito net this morning having no idea what the day had in store for me. After a bumpy ride up the hill through the local streets, paths really, we arrived at St. Mary Kevin Orphanage. I could not have imagined what greeted us. First the hugs and kisses of Rose Mary, so very happy to see her Change the Truth friends. But so much more startling were the faces of the children – wondering, fearing, smiling, welcoming. Walking through those walls was, for me, walking into a different world. A world of children eating porridge for breakfast, in clothing tattered and worn, no shoes. And their hands, all reaching out, anxious to be close, to be touched. And I surprised myself and reached out to them. Some stood and stared, some boldly came and said hello. There was a little girl who giggled as she pressed on my hand to see the impression change color. Others joined her, and they all giggled. I was as foreign an experience to them as they were to me. And then they danced and sang for us. They put out an energy and strength which left their circumstances behind. I was moved. Everyone of the children reaching out and hopeful. Today changed me.”

and… we’re off!

The Kansas City contingency of the Change the Truth trip to Uganda gathered today at the airport and boarded the first of their four flights to Entebbe. We should arrive in twenty-four hours! Hopefully all of our bags will, as well. Cheers!

fellow traveler: melissa

I work at Operation Breakthrough, which is a daycare and family service center in the urban core of Kansas City, MO. My job at Operation Breakthrough is to coordinate our School-age Program and Betsy’s Kids Program. Operation Breakthrough has over 674 children (ages 6 weeks-17 years old). Operation Breakthrough offers before/after school care and holiday care for over 300 school-aged kiddos.

Working with the school-aged kids is definitely a high-energy job…there is never a dull moment during the day. I am constantly amazed at the talents and capabilities of our school-aged children, and honestly, sometimes I get very sad at some of their personal circumstances. Several children who attend our program are homeless, in foster care, or from working poor families, who are struggling from paycheck to paycheck. However, most of the times when you walk through our doors, there are more smiles and hugs than any one person can fathom.

One of the primary reasons for my travels to St. Mary Kevin’s in Uganda is to engage with the school-aged children there. I can only imagine, like our very own children here at Operation Breakthrough, there is an abundance of smiles and fun to be had in spite of the extremely tough, painful circumstances that have brought them there. It is my eventual hope that bridges can be built between the children of St. Mary Kevin’s Orphanage and the school-aged children at Operation Breakthrough. Many of the children have similar interests, such as jewelry making, singing, and dancing. Our center’s children appear very curious about life in Africa; and I am hoping that African children feel the same about American children. It would be so wonderful to connect these children and their two worlds.

While I am having the adventure of a life-time in Africa, my son, Antwain, will be staying here. Antwain is 8 years old and the light of my life. Antwain is excited about my journey to Africa (although he is disappointed that I will not be sleeping with the elephants). Antwain and I enjoying playing football together. I also enjoying reading in my free time.

digging a deep well

The Ferguson book arrived on my doorstep the other day. It’s a beautiful tribute to a tremendously talented artist/teacher and colorful, complex human being. It’s called Talking With the Wheel, published by Silver Gate, Inc. If you are relatively new to my blog and would like to read the previous posts about my experience photographing Ken for the book, please go to the archive on the right and click on his name.

This passage, written by Ken, has left a deep impression me:

“My students have often heard me say, ‘You have to dig a deep well.’

The problem people have understanding the phrase ‘digging a deep well’ is that people don’t realize that it doesn’t have to be within the world of ceramics, and it doesn’t have to be about ‘art.’ ‘Digging a deep well is an experience, a challenge, something you’ve done or that you’ve faced which forced you to make a decision. You had to decide where to focus. Are you going to get the best of it, or is it going to get the best of you? These things make you a stronger, more sensitive, more passionate person; a person willing to be tolerant and understanding, able to focus on work and less critical of other’s work.

It has to do with intellectual curiosity. An afternoon spent observing the phenomena of nature and then drawing it, studying it, examining it, trying to figure out how it happens, why it happens and the answers to all of those questions. You go outside of yourself. You have a new experience, and you try to understand it.

Why is it important to dig that well deep? Long term, the reason is that you may run out of ideas. It’s very easy to do. There will be a demand on you for new ideas. It’s one of the most hateful, terrible things about the art world – artists are always asked, ‘Any new things?’

You want new ideas to come out, and you hope they do. I remember talking to Akio Takamori, and he said, ‘I don’t have any ideas. I’m out. I ran out. I just reached a point where I don’t have any new ideas. What do I do?’ I told him to go back and revisit his old ideas. Look at them and think, ‘Did I really take this as far as I could? Is there more to it?’ You want to have these ideas – they keep you going.”

Ferguson’s well was indeed a deep one. As I am in the process of digging my own, I will reflect back on his thoughts, his work, his accomplishments, his humor and his ballsy, blustery way of being often. He was never my teacher, but in the brief period I spent with him working on photos for this book, I think I learned more than I would have cared to admit to him at the time.

beautiful bags from uganda

When Michael came to visit us last May, he brought me many gifts; among them were these beautiful cloth bags made by his mother. I have asked Michael’s mother to make more of these so that I can sell them on the Change the Truth website. According to Michael, she is now busy sewing so that I can bring them back with me in December. Thanks to Ann’s brilliant suggestion, “Mum” is sizing them so that laptops will fit neatly inside. Stay tuned to the website upon our return to find these in the store!

planned trip to northern uganda

"A longstanding civil war in Northern Uganda has shattered livelihoods, destroyed healthcare and schools and left a legacy of fear. Despite a recent truce, over 90% of the rural population remains crowded into 200 squalid and unhealthy refugee camps." 
 International Rescue Committee [IRC]

Last year IRC officials took Senator John Edwards and his fellow delegates to IRC projects in the district of Kitgum, where nearly all the people now live in government camps. He was also taken outside the town of Lira, where some people displaced by the war have begun returning to their homes. The Internally Displaced Persons (IDP) camp near the Kitgum district made a huge impression on Senator Edwards, leaving him with memories he says he'll never forget. 

”There is a current humanitarian crisis and unimaginable suffering in the northern part of the country, of which too few American citizens are aware,” Senator Edwards said. "The living conditions were awful — open sewage, little water, malnourished children." He has said many children are living with high HIV/AIDS rates themselves while having to see their parents die of the same deadly disease, leaving them behind as orphans.



The rebel army known as The Lord's Resistance Army [LRA] have abducted some 30,000 Ugandan boys and girls and forced them to serve as soldiers and/or sex slaves. They have robbed thousands more of their parents. During the protracted and vicious civil war in Uganda, they have forced innocent children to commit unspeakable atrocities — sometimes even forcing them to kill their own siblings.

While in Uganda, three of us will make the trip to Northern Uganda with a driver/guide named Jonathan. These arrangements have been made by Rose Mary and Joseph, directors of the orphanage. Jonathan will take Carol, Lynne and me to some of the displaced persons camps, and we will see for ourselves this dire situation. Terrible, recent flooding in this part of the country has caused many of the displaced to be once again displaced, as their camps have been wiped out. They have nowhere to go. I can only imagine what we will witness once there.

fall in kc

This has been a crazy week of family, friends, food, football and foto shoots. It’s always a little hectic just before I leave town, and this time around has been no different. One week from tomorrow we’ll be heading toward Uganda. Before then, though, there is a lot of portrait work to wrap up. Here’s one of my favorites, shot yesterday at Loose Park.

heavy lifting

Ta da! Here they are: four bags chock full of crayons, markers, sketch pads, canvasses, paintbrushes, acrylic and tempera paints, colored pencils, models, journals, clothes and neatly wrapped gifts for pen pals. Each of these bags weighs exactly fifty pounds, meeting the weight restrictions imposed on us by the airlines.

So, here you have it – 200 pounds of delight heading straight to the kids at St. Mary Kevin’s Orphanage Motherhood. Thanks to each and every one of you have helped make this delivery possible.

Excuse me while I go load up on my Wheaties.

abbie

Our empty nest is not quite so empty this week. Abbie has come to town! She is teaching me how to make sushi tonight. She has also injected some youthful energy into our home, which is nice.

If you’d like to see what Abbie does when she is not singing or gardening or cooking or garage sale shopping or hanging out with her cute hubbie, Sam, check out her website. Abbie is the K-4 art teacher at Sacred Heart Academy in New Orleans. The work she gets out of these children is pretty wonderful.

fellow traveler: lonnie

Lonnie Powell is a native of Kansas City and a graduate of Lincoln University, Jefferson City, Missouri where he studied under the late James Dallas Parks.

A long time activist in the African-American art community, he has been an educator, critic, agent and gallery director. He has held positions in numerous organizations such as Black Archives of Mid-America and Friends of Bruce R. Watkins Culture Heritage Center. He co-founded Euphrates Gallery and founded The Light In The Other Room, a collaboration of nineteen African-American Kansas City based artists.

Powell has exhibited in numerous group and solo exhibitions; his work is part of several private and corporate collections including Sprint Nextel and H & R Block. His art is also in the permanent collections of the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum, American Jazz Museum, and
Nerman Museum of Contemporary Art.

Lonnie and his wife, Brenda, have been married for forty-one years and have a son, Gregory, a daughter-law, Tava and a granddaughter Jaden.

“I look forward to working with the children in Uganda and motivating them to create beautiful artwork. I am also excited about visiting the continent and taking lots of pictures. Hopefully, the pictures will provide inspirations for my paintings.”

fellow traveler: ann

One of my favorite sayings is, "You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation."-Plato

Children (and adults) create from what they have experienced. Play is the language that expresses stories and experiences. Toys and games are the tools used to express this language.

For me, taking toys and observing the children of St. Mary Kevin play
will be equivalent to listening to the intimate and detailed stories of
these children's lives. Stories that often can not be told because of
the lack of verbal language, or intense emotion that the events carry.
Often times the hurts and pains that children have suffered can be more
manageably shared through the safety of play rather than by talking.

I am honored, excited and immensely curious to see the play of the
children and discover how others can offer support and education to
mitigate the pains they have endured. I have spent 11 years learning
the language of play through some fabulous children at Operation
Breakthrough (and 9 years learning it from my beautiful girls!). This
trip is an amazing opportunity to take what the children of OB have
taught me and share it with the staff and children in Uganda. To me
this is an amazing exchange.

power shopping/power giving

The fundraising event at 10,000 Villages last night went really well. Many friends of Change the Truth attended; some I got to meet for the first time. Everyone seemed to love the store and left with some nice treasures. Thanks to all who were there! The staff at 10,000 Villages commented on how nice everyone was. They also said we will be happy with the numbers, though they can’t share that information until they total it later today.

fellow traveler: carol

Having spent my career as a lawyer specializing in real estate finance in NYC, I always envied people who devoted their time and energy to helping others in the world. When I would watch the news and see tragic events brought into my living room through the media, I was in awe of people who plucked themselves out of their worlds and fully gave to help others. When I learned about Change the Truth and St. Mary Kevin Orphanage which it supports, I was immediately drawn to its simple goal, to help children in need. And when chatting one August afternoon with Gloria about her anticipated trip, I knew I wanted to go. At that moment, I decided I would pluck myself from my world and for a few short weeks, see another reality, put myself in the place where I could feel and touch the children. I am joining with people so very talented in working with children and creating art and I look forward to learning, expanding my world, exercising my passion for helping children and making them laugh.

fellow travelers: jane and lynne

I am pleased to introduce you to the talented, compassionate and adventuresome souls who will join me on the upcoming trip to Uganda. In this installment, you will hear from Jane Voorhees and Lynne Melcher, respectively.


I earned my BFA from the University of Kansas and my MA in printmaking from the University of Missouri-Kansas City. I teach printmaking and painting at the Kansas City Art Institute and show work regularly around the country. I am preparing now for my fourth New York solo show.

We all look at things differently. What I see is dictated by where I live and where I travel, dreams I have, who I talk to, music I hear, books I read. My work is shaped by daily life and the love of art that feeds and nourishes the work I produce.

The Uganda trip will certainly give me much to draw on for my art, but much more than that, if I can affect a child in some way through art causing a smile to cross their face, then the entire trip will be worth it. Hopefully, I will see many smiles.



I am an artist- a painter, ceramicist, and textile designer. I have had the privilege of traveling the world working with artisans from the bustling city of New Delhi to the tiniest of villages in Vietnam, Bangladesh, and South Africa. Overwhelmingly, it is the people I have met who have been my greatest inspiration, and my greatest teachers.

As this fascination and curiosity about people has developed - their lives, their cultures, their stories, I have begun to explore the art of documentary filmmaking.

When I first heard about Change the Truth, I was immediately drawn to the stories about the children at St. Mary Kevin Orphanage. And when Gloria told me of her plans to visit, I felt compelled to participate in some way.

Though I have only been working in this new medium (digital filmmaking) for a few months, I hope to capture the grace and courage, the heartbreak and the happiness, that lives within each child.

Specifically, I plan to document, in video, Lonnie and Jane teaching art, and Ann and Melissa engaging in various therapies with the children. In addition, Gloria, Carol and I plan to head north for a few days. Once there, we will spend some time in a relief camp, where we will hopefully find a child who we can safely bring to the orphanage.

By limiting my focus to a handful of children, I hope to share with you the transformations that surely will take place as we attempt to “Change the Truth” for these beautiful and innocent young people.

round two

Exactly one year ago I returned to Kansas City after my three-week stay in Uganda. Three weeks from now, I leave to go back. A lot has happened during this year. A lot about me has changed.

So now we move on to Chapter 2 of the Uganda blog posts and the Change the Truth blog posts. The beginning of the next chapter of Uganda posts will be similar to those of Chapter 1 – I just starting taking my Typhoid pills, I am loading up on granola bars, hand sanitizer and extra batteries. I have gotten my visa, made my plane reservations, arranged for pickup from the Entebbe airport. I am trying to figure out which comfy shoes to take.

But Chapter 2 will be written by a person with a changed perspective.

Those of you who have stuck with this blog from the very beginning (thank you!!) will recall my enthusiasm, excitement and anxiety from last year as I was getting ready to depart. This time around, I feel like I have a real sense of purpose - a mission, if you will. I feel determined. I feel certain of what I am doing and of what lies ahead. The relationships I established in Uganda last year have been carefully and lovingly nurtured; I feel as if I am on my way to visit old friends. And the new relationships I have been treated to during the past year as I established Change the Truth fuel my desire to do this work for the kids at St. Mary Kevin’s and remind me that I am not alone in the effort.

So many people care and want to help. Once I got the ball rolling, so many have figured out their own ways to help provide assistance to these children. I feel kind of like one of those commercials I see (too often) on TV where the mobile phone server (I can’t even recall which one) follows its client around with a team of hundreds. I feel like the team that is the Friends of Change the Truth will be behind me every step of the way on this trip. With shoulders like that to stand on, I feel very tall. With a foundation that broad, I feel very strong. Thank you for being there for me and for the kids in Kajjansi. I can't help but believe we are all richer for the experience so far.

Not to mention the team I’m actually taking with me! My fellow travelers, Carol, Lynne, Lonnie, Jane, Melissa and Ann are each so excited to plant their feet on the grounds of the orphanage and begin to do their work. Their eagerness to stand with me has been mind-boggling. I feel truly honored that I will get to travel and work in their company.

So, here we go – Chapter Two… Hope you’ll stick around for the read.

express yourself

The therapy area at Operation Breakthrough is now lined with a wall of expressions. I wrote about this brainchild of play therapist Ann Thomas once before on the blog, but now I can show you what the final installation looks like. Ann’s idea (yes, this is the Ann who is going with us to Uganda!) was to provide the young ones with visual cues that would help them articulate and show their feelings. She selected several from the many photographs I have made at Operation Breakthrough over the years that she felt really zeroed in specific emotions. Once they were printed and framed, she found Dave Walker who could (graphically and artistically) spell out those feelings. She added mirrors (all of this is at kid level, of course) so the children can practice expressing an emotion, seeing what it looks like on their own faces and comparing it to that which is conveyed in the photograph. It’s such a great idea, and Ann reports that it has been working extremely well. I couldn’t get a good shot of the entire hallway, but here is a little piece of it.

are you right or left brained?

Check out this really interesting article about photography and the sides of the brain we tend to use when making pictures. Thanks to Dan for sending it my way.

letter from rosemary at the orphanage

Dear friends of Change the Truth,

Thanks very much for everything
And your efforts and love.
We received the one thousand dollars proceeds from balls and jewelry.
This money has been used to buy food for the children
And also to pay staff salaries.
Our brick-making project is progressing smoothly
And we have now upgraded the piggery project to thirty (30) pigs.

Please send our warm regards & greetings to everybody.
Eagerly waiting for your visit on Dec 3.

God bless
Regards and thanks

Rosemary Kavulu

ten thousand villages

Ten Thousand Villages in Overland Park, Kansas will partner with us on the evening of Tuesday, November 13th. They will donate 15% of the proceeds made from sales during these hours. Ten Thousand Villages is a non-profit fair trade store, which supports groups from over thirty developing nations, giving their unemployed and underemployed artisans a place to sell their products and tell their stories in North America. PLEASE JOIN US! Select from gifts and collectibles, holiday decorations, home decor and more. Let your gifts give twice this season, and make a difference in the lives of people all over the world. TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 13, 5 -8 PM, 7949 SANTE FE DRIVE, OVERLAND PARK. Refreshments will be served!

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