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Month: May 2013

Prison Break

Prison Break

“Prison continues, on those who are entrusted to it, a work begun elsewhere, which the whole of society pursues on each individual through innumerable mechanisms of discipline.”- Michel Foucault We had prisoners working on the farm today. They were clearing up the swamp area where the old man is going to plant rice. Twenty in total with four guards, two of them armed. Nineteen went to work in the field while one of them stayed behind to prepare their breakfast…

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A night out in Lira Town

A night out in Lira Town

“No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep “- Unknown There is not much happening in Lira for me and given that I don’t know anyone, my social life is non-existent.  There are “pubs” or drinking establishments aplenty, but there are only two clubs.  Last week I went to the one in a hotel in Lira with the old man. Yes, I know! I can’t believe that I went clubbing with my…

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Village life – the content and unreliable workers

Village life – the content and unreliable workers

“Work is accomplished by those employees who have not yet reached their level of incompetence.” – Laurence J. Peter A new housemaid arrived last week. She is 17 and on trial. She has just left school. The old man feels a little guilty about employing someone her but she needs the money as she is financially responsible for her sick mother. Unlike the other workers, she comes to the farm in the morning around 6 am and leaves at 5…

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You can’t get the staff Nowadays

You can’t get the staff Nowadays

“I hate housework! You make the beds, you do the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again” – Joan Rivers It has been a hectic 5 days. Sandra, one of the employees on the farm who did all the housework, cooking plus a few more tasks around the farm decided not to show up for work on Saturday. She did not call and refused to pick up her phone when the old man called. However,…

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Farm life

Farm life

“The years seemed to stretch before her like the land: spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring; always the same patient fields, the patient little trees, the patient lives; always the same yearning; the same pulling at the chain–until the instinct to live had torn itself and bled and weakened for the last time, until the chain secured a dead woman, who might cautiously be released”- Willa Cather As I embark on life on the farm, I hope my ending will not…

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