Let me tell you a story with a happy ending:

Kilama George is an intimidating looking Acholi man. He’s muscular, with big, angular features, and his left eye is milky and blind. He fled his home in Pader district, northern Uganda to escape the LRA’s war with the Ugandan government, and when I met him he was working with an organization in Uganda’s capital, making handicrafts, but he was having trouble supporting his family.
Despite appearances, George is terrifically friendly, kind, and gracious. Not long after we met he invited me to his home to meet his family, and I accepted. He met me at the bottom of the hill, and together we walked up the rugged dirt path that leads to the
Acholi Quarters slum.
There I met his wife (his second wife; his first wife died) and his three children, I learned about the exodus thousands of Acholis had made from northern Uganda only to end up in this neglected shantytown, and I saw the rock quarry that drew them there, where men and women pound away at the receding stone for about $1 per day.
At one point I was able to offer George a job with Invisible Children. He declined, preferring to continue with his current position because he had invested so much time in it. Only a few weeks later George came to me and said, “I’ve made a huge mistake.” He told me that the organization he was with was failing and asked me for that job, but I had already filled the position and had to turn him down. That day I told him that I would look for opportunities for him.
It took almost a year, but I found one, or rather, George found one for me.
This past summer he introduced me to women in the Acholi Quarters slum – refugees like himself from the war in the north – who make beautiful beaded jewelry by hand from recycled paper. At first I didn’t believe that it came from paper. But George and the beaders showed me the whole process. They also told me about their hopes to use the beads as a tool to pull themselves out of poverty, but that the market in Uganda was very limited.
I had found my way to give George a chance to provide for his family, and not only that, but I could use everything I had learned during my two years with Invisible Children and keep investing in the recovery and prosperity of the Acholi people.

My family and I have started importing and selling these beads. We are currently employing
twelve women in Acholi Quarters, who now earn a good fulltime income making beads. We are working to expand the market for the beads here in the States so that we’ll be able to employ more of the hundreds of impoverished women living in Acholi Quarters. As the business grows, we’re defining a new kind of company – we call it a
Socially Proactive Business.
Oh, and George: he’s now the fulltime, onsite manager. We call him Foreman George. He just called yesterday to tell me the latest order was ready. He and his family and all the women we’re working with are so excited. When I left Uganda they threw me a huge going away party - not because I deserved it; they just needed an excuse to celebrate.
Labels: Acholi Beads, Socially Proactive Business