“Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!” the girl yelled, sliding to a stop at my feet and grinning up at me like she’d stolen second base and was waiting for me to call her “Safe!” I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. This was Uganda, for heaven’s sake, and it wasn’t even Kampala. You mightContinue reading “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in Uganda: A Reprise”