There are so many things to talk about in this photograph.
The bicycle is a sign of wealth. Few people in the hinterlands can afford one. The huts are typical homes for everyone living in rural Uganda, and even for many families inside the cities. The door to the hut is metal! It is made from the cans of oil distributed by the U.N. when these were IDP camps. The orange fruit on the ground are from palm trees and aren't really edible. Kids like to chew on the fibrous, slightly sweet inside. That kid with the big belly isn't fat. And he probably doesn't have
Kwashiorkor, a dietary problem caused by lack of protein. His belly is probably full of worms. Look at the trees in the background. There are few of them and they are mostly palms – not good for cooking fuel. See how that ground with the grass is higher? The women keep their family compounds clean and like to define their yards, just like we have flower beds. The two women sitting in the background are Aid Africa staff, Gloria Amaranch and Priscilla Apio. One girl is holding a bottle of water, a gift from Priscilla. Even empty bottles are prizes for the children.
The big stack of grass is what I want to talk about. Grass grows to be eight to ten feet high in the countryside. Walking though it is just about impossible because it is so dense and it has sharp edges. Maybe that's why we call them "blades of grass." Ouch! Take just a step or two into them and you disappear. Women and children have to be very careful when they are alone. There may be someone lurking in the grass, waiting to harm them.
When the dry season comes in November, the grass dies out and turns brown. That's when it is ready to harvest. It's not planted as a crop, because it grows everywhere – it's a weed in the planted fields. Some shorter grass is used as fuel to start cooking fires, but this tall stuff is worth a lot more. If you look at the hut in the background, you see its roof is a little ragged. The bundles of grass will re-roof that hut. It provides a waterproof barrier and it hangs over the mud brick walls just the right distance. If the eaves are too short or the walls too tall, rain will hit the walls and erode them.
Carrying those bundles into the city will bring lots of money. Locals can sell a bundle for about two dollars. But take that on your bicycle to Gulu and you can get maybe six dollars! Money is not common in the villages. There are no paying jobs and no stores that accept money. It can be a two day walk or more to the city, so that's a big trip. If they sell something and have money, they can buy clothes or a jerry can or other essentials. There's nothing frivolous in these people's lives.
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