Ugandans are some of the hardest working people I know. And they have more patience in their little finger than I will ever have in an entire lifetime.
People in Portland and Seattle are renowned for riding their bikes to work. Saves money on gas and is kind to the environment. But what if riding your bike IS your work? Work that begins at dawn and ends at dusk, and is grueling labor in between. All while breathing in exhaust fumes and smoke from burning garbage. For the privilege of earning less than ten dollars a day?
And then there's Justine. Like hundreds of Ugandan men and women, she spends her day -- and her life -- sitting at her little vegetable stand trying to eke out a living. The dignity of the Ugandan people is inspiring, and their patience is a lesson for me.