Joy A Story from Uganda

Whenever our bus pulled into a village we were met by such joy... pure excited JOY!  The children would be the first to rush to the bus.  Sometimes we were completely surrounded by children all of them with their hands raised.  They wanted to just touch us... to hold hands with us... to greet us.  The women also came... singing, dancing, smiling, clapping.  These women make a high-pitched warbling sound when they are happy that was incredible.  These welcoming times were at every stop we made and were very humbling... it was like they were welcoming royalty or rock stars!!!

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