Memoir on an intern doctor….day 54

Remember that time on day 3 when I swore I’d never learn Acholi language?Well, I’m eating my words. Very much so. Because I’m at it right now. I’m trying. I realise the next 10 months people might have lost their patience of having to interpret for every time I’m making my clerkships.I got gifted today with a book of English translations to Acholi. Its hard enough to master the accent, because some of my words sound more like English words than Acholi words, but all is well😁.

My colleagues and I found a restaurant which serves Matooke in Gulu town. We had dinner there and we absolutely loved it.