Russetreffet.

It was so nice and touching to know that lots of youth all over Norway could make their way to this Christian festival at which they get to celebrate success after 13 years of school. Wow! So amazing. God was in control all the way. Hallelujah! Colorful attires, hyper active youth, committed facilitators. Mmmmmh! Huge, yet orderly festival.

Precious memories

Life in Trondheim has been full of adventure. Lots of traveling, in, around and out of the city. A beautiful city it is, with the oldest cathedral in the country, too magnificent for description, the famous science university NTNU, Gløshaugen and Dragvol branches. Less noisy than Oslo, the capital which I visited once and it reminded me of Kampala the capital of Uganda. I guess every capital is the same. Full of people and headache-causing. I met great people who looked out for me, including a cute kid who helped me gain confidence during ice skating. Trondheim Fri Kirke became like my home church back in Uganda, St. Francis Chapel Makerere. I thought about Sunday school every time I was there. Great cell mates, oh my, they were a blessing. God will forever bless them. Sylvia's visit recently, was such a refreshment. After infield, it had been another moment of silence. She was like a shower of joy and blessing. Too much laughter, talking and fun. I took her around to see a few sights of Trondheim including my favorite wall sprayed sites and we took some pictures. Now am looking forward to going back to Hald and I will have the last of Trondheim, my home for past 6 months.

Camping away

Children camps are always hectic but fun. This particular one was not any different, except that I was not directly involved in the planning process, therefore it was less draining. These kids were so sweet. We had a good time with good morning and good night hugs, cleaning off carnival-face-paint after a long struggle, playing instead of going to bed, new names for leaders like mamma or monkey or bat woman or pirate..., horse riding and rabbit hugging. Wow! A lot of fun.

Infield at Hald

Infield was fabulous, full of activities, like making hair, playing "ligretto",and of course classes accompanied by suitable breaks of slumber...

Naked trees

Having been in Norway for some time now, I have learned to differentiate season from season. Unlike back home in Uganda where it was cram work that we have two wet seasons and two dry seasons, especially being the kind who is not familiar with farming.
The seasons are so distinct, as revealed by color of leaves, snow, extreme temperature changes, sometimes too cold that flowing water freezes in space, wow! Also, "naked" trees, "white" trees, making snow men and digging snow caves, not forgeting snow ball wars, Sun and moon up in the sky at the same time...

Frisør

Hald is an international school indeed. The different hair styles say it all. What beauty! Infield (a period inbetween the six months of internship) had a display of most, if not all the hair styles. So spectacular! Thanks to the hair dressers like Bruno, Tabitha, Landi, Miriam, Rossie, Sylvia, and Cireni

New year in Norway

Ofcourse it was a different experience celebrating new years eve in Norway; less, or almost no noise, as compared to new years eve back in Uganda, watching fire works at a closer vicinity, hugging different people and welcoming them into a new year. Was so nice, especially with the youth at the new years camp at Mjuklia.

And instead of muchomo and tea... it is cake, coffee, tea...

At this time of the year, it is warm, which is the exact opposite here in Norway. It's winter and therefore, very cold. But the excitement somehow scares away the fear of coldness to an extent that you fall onto the snow and relax.

Reflecting on the past year and thinking about what happened, why? and how? is often what takes place the last, about 45 minutes of the last year. A new years eve service is held and worship and prayer takes place, thanking God for taking us through the old year and asking Him with faith to take us through the new year.