On Wednesday evening of this week, Kibaale had an outdoor disco, we might have called it a music festival. A truck with a loud speaker had been traveling up and down the roads around Kibaale announcing the disco. The cost was only 5,000 shillings or about $2 US. Not much but when you think that many folks in the area live off the crops they grow this was a lot of money. I asked the clinic staff if anyone was going to attend and was told by most that it was for the young. BUT how can the youth afford to attend. I guess just like in Canada, parent want to provide opportunities for their teenagers….. as there is nothing or no place for the youth to “hang out”. Yes, they have their chores of collecting water and helping in the garden but life in rural Uganda is changing…… 

The outdoor disco was about 1/4 mile down the road from the entrance to Kibaale Community Centre on a very large grassy field used for soccer matches….. an enclosure was created by a 6 foot material fence held up by metal poles…….. I watched the enclosure go up from the front of the clinic.

There was excitement in the air and the little town of Kibaale was alive with people…. everywhere. Everyone was dressed up in their finest…….. the town was filled with also of small “entrepreneurs” from the young boy selling soda (pop) and water  to the lady cooking some sort of hot meals, and then there were the vendors who wanted to sell blankets, dresses and shoes….. it was an interesting scene.  I kept thinking that this was like a old country western town where the rodeo came to town…..

The music started around 7 pm and it played until close to 1:45 am. The music was a mixture of classical, jazz, vocal, instrumental, country and western and a little rock and roll…… I enjoyed the various genre but the only problem was the volume…. it was loud. I think everyone for at least “10 miles” could easily hear the music…. so why buy an entrance ticket. I enjoyed the music for free…… but then I did not get to sleep until the wee hours of the morning.

By the time I arrived at work, 8 am…. the tenting or fencing was down and the only things left were the hundreds or thousands of bottles, bags, pieces of paper left covering the field…. it looks like a hurricane came through and this is what is left behind….. who knows when this will all be cleaned up. I guess the next time someone wants to use the field for a soccer match.

I spoke to many of the students, and patients in the clinic the next day but no one admitted to attending……  can this be rural Uganda?

Who knows what is coming to this peaceful valley next?