https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3hPLjGu6_8&feature=player_embedded#at=14ched
I must try and get this updated and attached to sacu's website
http://www.sacuganda.net/
Friday, May 6, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Returning to Uganda January 23, 2011
Hi Everyone.
I'm returning to Uganda leaving Fort Myers on Saturday January 22 and arriving in Entebbee on Sunday January 23 at 8:15 pm.
I have been busy trying to raise some funds. I need volunteers to help run the organization here in Canada.
I hope to be posting pictures, etc on this blog. Stay tuned. This video was from September 2010
God bless
Geri
I'm returning to Uganda leaving Fort Myers on Saturday January 22 and arriving in Entebbee on Sunday January 23 at 8:15 pm.
I have been busy trying to raise some funds. I need volunteers to help run the organization here in Canada.
I hope to be posting pictures, etc on this blog. Stay tuned. This video was from September 2010
God bless
Geri
Monday, December 6, 2010
Yes Virginia there is a God
I would like to share this 'good news'. I was retuning home from Florida on Saturday and was seated with a lovely couple. We struck up a conversation and I ended up doing most of the talking, for about an hour, about the mission I'm involved in - Save African Child Uganda. (There was a great article in the Star on November 8, 2010). I am the only volunteer so far and am looking for organizations or individuals who are willing to come to Uganda and help in any way with the project. These folks gave me contacts so I might find an organization. I am so grateful for this information. I am going back to Uganda for a month in January to continue the mission.
We separated and went to pick up our bags. While waiting at the baggage claim the woman came up to me and placed some money into my palm to help pay for medical for the children. I thanked her. A couple of minutes later, before placing it in my purse, I looked at the money. There were 2- $100 US bills. How amazing was that? These folks knew me for a short time yet were prepared to hand over $200 to a stranger to help these beautiful children in Uganda. Isn't it wonderful that some folks do have faith in others?
Yes Virginia there is a God.
God Bless
We separated and went to pick up our bags. While waiting at the baggage claim the woman came up to me and placed some money into my palm to help pay for medical for the children. I thanked her. A couple of minutes later, before placing it in my purse, I looked at the money. There were 2- $100 US bills. How amazing was that? These folks knew me for a short time yet were prepared to hand over $200 to a stranger to help these beautiful children in Uganda. Isn't it wonderful that some folks do have faith in others?
Yes Virginia there is a God.
God Bless
The Christmas Envelope
A wonderful story.
This is what I am doing for my Grandchildren and the rest of the family, for the children in SACU, from their Christmas wish list which I think I've attached. From $5, $10 and up. Thank you Shirley R. for passing this beautiful story on to me. Jesus is the reason for the season!!!
Spread the word.
God Bless.
The Christmas Envelope
> Author: Unknown
>
> It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our
> Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked
> through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
>
> It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas. Oh, not the true
> meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it. Overspending --
> the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry
> and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation
> because you couldn't think of anything else.
>
> Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts,
> sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for
> Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
>
> Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at
> the school he attended, and shortly before Christmas, there was a
> non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church, mostly
> black. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings
> seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp
> contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling
> new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the
> other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed
> to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously
> could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them, taking every weight
> class. As each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in
> his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn't
> acknowledge defeat.
>
> Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, I wish just one of them
> could have won; he said. They have a lot of potential, but losing like
> this could take the heart right out of them. Mike loved kids-all kids-and
> he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball and
> lacrosse.
>
> That's when the idea for his present came. That afternoon, I went to a
> local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear
> and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. On Christmas
> Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what
> I had done and that this was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest
> thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years.
>
> For each Christmas, I followed the tradition -- one year sending a group
> of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check
> to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week
> before Christmas, and on and on.
>
> The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last
> thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new
> toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the
> envelope from the tree to reveal its contents. As the children grew, toys
> gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its
> allure.
>
> The story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to
> dreaded cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in
> grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an
> envelope on the tree, and in the morning, it was joined by three more.
>
> Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on
> the tree for their dad. The tradition has grown and someday will expand
> even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with
> wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope.
> Mike's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us.
>
> May we all remember Christ, who is the reason for the season, and the true
> Christmas spirit this year and always.
>
> “Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and
> shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For
> with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you
> again.” - Luke 6:38
This is what I am doing for my Grandchildren and the rest of the family, for the children in SACU, from their Christmas wish list which I think I've attached. From $5, $10 and up. Thank you Shirley R. for passing this beautiful story on to me. Jesus is the reason for the season!!!
Spread the word.
God Bless.
The Christmas Envelope
> Author: Unknown
>
> It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our
> Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked
> through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
>
> It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas. Oh, not the true
> meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it. Overspending --
> the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry
> and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation
> because you couldn't think of anything else.
>
> Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts,
> sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for
> Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
>
> Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at
> the school he attended, and shortly before Christmas, there was a
> non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church, mostly
> black. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings
> seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp
> contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling
> new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the
> other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed
> to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously
> could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them, taking every weight
> class. As each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in
> his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn't
> acknowledge defeat.
>
> Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, I wish just one of them
> could have won; he said. They have a lot of potential, but losing like
> this could take the heart right out of them. Mike loved kids-all kids-and
> he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball and
> lacrosse.
>
> That's when the idea for his present came. That afternoon, I went to a
> local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear
> and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. On Christmas
> Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what
> I had done and that this was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest
> thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years.
>
> For each Christmas, I followed the tradition -- one year sending a group
> of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check
> to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week
> before Christmas, and on and on.
>
> The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last
> thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new
> toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the
> envelope from the tree to reveal its contents. As the children grew, toys
> gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its
> allure.
>
> The story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to
> dreaded cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in
> grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an
> envelope on the tree, and in the morning, it was joined by three more.
>
> Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on
> the tree for their dad. The tradition has grown and someday will expand
> even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with
> wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope.
> Mike's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us.
>
> May we all remember Christ, who is the reason for the season, and the true
> Christmas spirit this year and always.
>
> “Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and
> shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For
> with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you
> again.” - Luke 6:38
Monday, November 8, 2010
November 7th update
Praise the Lord the article finally made it to the paper. Now more prayers that people open their hearts (and wallets) and come to the penne dinner. If you want tickets contact me at sutts@hotmail.com.
Thank you for sharing this opportunity with me.
God Bless
If you didn't get a chance to see the article in the Windsor Star - here it is
http://www.windsorstar.com/Retired+teacher+embraces+Uganda/3792264/story.html
Also my youtube if you missed it is
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVfh35KO6G4
Thank you for sharing this opportunity with me.
God Bless
If you didn't get a chance to see the article in the Windsor Star - here it is
http://www.windsorstar.com/Retired+teacher+embraces+Uganda/3792264/story.html
Also my youtube if you missed it is
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVfh35KO6G4
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Thanks for your support so far!!! 17 children sponsored for education!!
Thank you for your support so far.
We have 17 children out of the 60 sponsored for Education for a year (2011) so far. We also have enough money to feed 50 children for a month (2 meals a day for 5 days a week).
We have 17 children out of the 60 sponsored for Education for a year (2011) so far. We also have enough money to feed 50 children for a month (2 meals a day for 5 days a week).
WHAT YOUR DONATIONS CAN DO
$5
- Juice for 60 children 2 times a week
- 20 rolls of toilet paper
- water for a week
- little girls uniforms
- notebooks for one child attending primary school per term
- enough pineapple to feed the children twice in a week
- bananas for a day for the nursery school children
- Pay Sulli's salary for the month (cleaning and helping feed and supervise the children)
- pay Dan's momma her salary for a month (washes all the dishes twice a day) other chores as well
- pay for 2 children's visits to the hospital
- 2 slates - we need at least 12 more plus the chalk
- sweet potatoes for a special meal
- gnuts for a meal
- soap for 3 families for a month
- 10 brooms (each child going to primary school or senior school needs 4)
- Cassava for a special meal (a root vegetable the people love but it's a treat)
- sweater for a little girl or boy - yes they get cold
- meat for a special meal (we haven't had any meat for any of our meals for the children)
$20
- Mosquito nets for 2
- feed 2 children breakfast and lunch for a month (5 days a week)
- sack of sugar or rice or beans or flour - good for 3 weeks of food
- charcoal for 1 1/2 weeks for cooking breakfast and lunch
- 2 reams of paper
- some sports equipment
- transport - to bring children to the hospital to be checked out
- table (desk) for the children to write on or do activities on
- shoes for a younger child
$50
- 2 mattresses for 2 children to sleep on
- electricity installed
- email for a month and a half ($30 a month)
- one term of preschool or nursery school per child ($150 - year) - we have 52 children on our register but only 36 of the 4 - 7 year olds are in school. The 2 and 3 year olds need a preschool.
- one teacher's salary for a month
- one cook and 2 helpers for a month
$100
- small swing set
- trikes for nursery school
- some educational supplies - lego, blocks, paint and paper
- metal bunk bed
$120
- food for 1 year for a child - 2 meals a day 5 days a week during the school year.
$150
- preschool and nursery school fees for one year - we have 36 nursery school children and 16 preschool children
$200
- 1 year fees for a primary school student (we have 8 registered but need to enroll 2 more)
$250
- 1 year fees for a senior student S-1 to S-3 (currently we only have 1)
$300
- 1 year fees for a senior student S-4 to S-6 (currently we only have one) Our female!!!
$500
- cookhouse - We are currently using someones but it needs repair. We need to build our own.
- Kindergarten supplies - there is nothing
$1000
- per acre of land but we need at least 2 acres
- preschool classroom of brick - large
- each of the 2 nursery school classrooms
- Educational supplies
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Spread the word - WE NEED A CHURCH
I had a telephone interview with a reporter from the Windsor Star yesterday. A photographer is coming tomorrow for a picture and an article should be in the Star Tuesday, October 12. Yeah!
Going to Belle River Lion's Club meeting to do a short presentation on Thursday Night (7th). They made a donation last time and I pray they will again.
Going to Belle River Lion's Club meeting to do a short presentation on Thursday Night (7th). They made a donation last time and I pray they will again.
WE NEED A CHURCH!!!!
Anyone know of a Christian church who would like to take us under their wings and come to the village of Buwundo to teach the word of the Lord.
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