Monday, February 7, 2011
Finally, after this long journey we got our day in court. Mark needed one additional document for our case and was supposed to meet the Soroti probation officer prior to our court hearing. The probation officer is responsible for verifying the children are orphans, who the legal guardian is and that the prospective guardians are suitable. The officer was playing cat and mouse with Mark and was not being cooperative...more on this later.
Maureen waiting patiently in court
We arrived at court early and got some bad news - the judge was in Kumi wrapping up a criminal case and it wasn't clear when she would get back to Soroti. While we discussed our options, the judge arrived a short while later in a truck with a soldier driver. We were one of the first cases, so we thought we would have our hearing and still be able to drive back to Kampala that afternoon. Nope! The clerk told us that the judge was going to spend the afternoon writing judgments and there would be no court hearings that day. Our case would be heard tomorrow. What is surprising is that our lawyers called on Friday to confirm the court date...so it goes in Uganda.
Grandpa's face says it all!
We went back to the hotel with the probation officer so Mark, Simon, the grandparents and I could meet with him and get the probation report. He was very uncooperative, perhaps looking for a bribe, and finally said since the children were from Amuria, we'd have to meet with the probation officer in Amuria. This would have been helpful information to know a month ago - Mark was especially irritated. We called the officer in Amuria and he was available that afternoon, so we drove another 2 hours to go meet him.
Entering the town of Amuria
Fortunately, when we arrived at the Amuria government complex, Simon knew the chief so we got priority to meet with the probation officer. The probation officer knew Amodoi John, Alex & Maureen's father, becasue they had worked togther in Katakwi, a town near Amuria. After a brief interview and a drive into Amuria town to print the documents, we had what we needed.
The kids got hungry waiting in Amuria and knocked down some mangoes to eat
Since we were "close" to the grandparent's house and the rest of the clan was expecting us, we drove to the Acowa sub-county. This took another 90 minutes of driving and we were greeted warmly by the family. After introductions and handshakes with the adults, it was the children's turn to shake my hand on bended knee.
There was a table prepared with dinner even though we didn't have much time to visit since darkness would be falling soon. There was posho, millet, goat, chicken, milk tea and their homemade millet seed beer. The food was delicious and the milk tea was hot which was reassuring. It was either cow or goat milk since they had a few of each roaming around.
The millet seed beer was brewed in a bucket and consumed through "straws" that were made from some hollow stick. Who says you can't drink beer through a straw!
Grandpa was the first to the beer
Simon's younger brother, Joseph, told me that his wife had a baby the night before. It was discussed in the clan that if the baby was a boy, he would be named after me. Joseph proudly told me that he had a newborn son and wanted to know how to spell Troy! The family was so generous and gracious, I wish there was more time to spend with them.
As the time passed by, Badru became more nervous since he knew the roads would be tough to navigate in the dark. We said our goodbyes and began driving back toward Soroti. I began to get a little concerned when our two tire track ruts turned into walking paths. If a car had traveled this path before, it had been quite a long time. Badru turned on the four wheel drive and we moved along as quickly as we could. Before it got dark, we were able to make it to a washboard road and enjoyed a bumpy ride back to Soroti.
Off-roading in Acowa
The most amazing part of this journey is that the grandparents were riding all along in the van. I don't know how they were able to tolerate the constant bouncing and shaking, but as soon as we returned to the hotel, they were the first ones to bed!
What started as a disappointment with the judge worked out for the best since I had the opportunity to visit the clan and see the kids' home village. Hopefully, we will get to see the judge tomorrow.