The Things We Put Up With

I have a terrible condition. I can not eat cheese. I'm lactose intolerant.

The thing is, I've always been proud of not being a fussy eater and I resent that I have to ask for special treatment if I am invited for meals, so I tend to stay quiet and enjoy the rare treat (which is certainly not a treat after about an hour). I had a meal with a family and had all three courses all packed with dairy, and I spent the afternoon very very quietly before being able to see straight enough to drive home! I'd much rather not make a fuss, even though it harms me and I'm told that long term it's really not sensible to keep 'cheating'.

The Lugbara people in Uganda have a saying; 'Peace at all costs'. The thought of causing offence is enough for them to never confront or question, and my parents faced this during their time as teachers in Arua. Suggesting improvements, asking why the current systems are in place, questioning statements which are actually wrong... some of the perils of Lugbaran management. And here lies one reason why many of the structures in place have barely changed since their introduction, why interaction with the global community still leaves Uganda on the back foot and why everything happens so very slowly!

This isn't simply a topic relevant to Uganda, I've faced it this week in Nightchurch. The choice is to stay quiet and go with the flow, enjoying the peace but suffering later, or to cause a fuss, risk offence and work to keep healthy.

Easier said than done? I do really like cheese...