I am a mzungu living in Uganda for the summer, finishing up a master’s degree in international agriculture by interning with Watoto Child Care Ministry’s agriculture project. It has been a blast so far, and I am looking forward to the rest of the summer!
“Mzungu” is a term for white people or tourists in Swahili-speaking regions. I have been called “mzungu” like it’s my first name. “Hey, Mzungu – how are you today?” Children point and wave. Parents whisper to their children like they’re at a zoo, except instead of saying, “Look – there’s an elephant!” they say, “Look – a mzungu!” I normally hate being looked at by more than 3 people at once, so you’d think this would be difficult – but it really isn’t bad. After all, I probably stare just as much as anyone stares at me. I would be content if the only souvenir I obtained from Africa was the ability to carry things on my head. Sadly, I don’t think that’s ever going to be a strong point of mine.
My personal blog is beingsarahdiane.wordpress.com. Feel free to check it out. = )