This morning Narina, Stacy, and I gave away the toothbrushes I brought from home. We gave them to families in the neighborhood and explained how to use them and how often to brush. It seemed as though people were appreciative and they're certainly needed. Though there is a dentist here, he looks more like a butcher with all the blood on his apron. All he does is pull teeth and people are terrified to go to him because he doesn't even use pain killers! There's no way to get your teeth cleaned, so people's only dental hygiene comes from them taking the initiative to brush every day. Nobody has even heard of flossing...
I just tried a grasshopper that Rashoa fried in oil. I never did try one while in Uganda, so I figured I'd try one here- just to say I did it. It didn't taste awful, but just knowing what it was made it difficult to eat. It was very crunchy... Maria, who isn't even two yet, happily ate two of them without a second thought! These grasshoppers were red and looked different from the ones in Uganda or at home in the U.S.
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