So I promised myself I’d do at least one blog post under the influence…so here it goes!
okay sorry I had to delete the rest cause it didn’t make much sense and most of it would be to hard to understand because I was trying to type in Pidgin and Twi.
Instead, here are some situations that have happened in the past week, day, month, or year, in……… Ghana:
So, I’m in the middle of writing my final exam, which is 3 HOURs long. I stop to take a break, stretch my eyes and look around the room. I look outside the opened door and notice two security guards wacking a mango tree with a large bamboo stick with their backs turned towards the security check point. mmmmmmmm Ghana!
As I was walking, I passed by a man waering a T shirt that read “I am nothing with out God”. He noticed me as I was reading his shirt and then he waved to me, smiled, and said “hello!”. hiiiiiii…. Ghana!
I’m in line at the store to buy a pastry and the cashier says, “please, give me two cedis”. There are like 3 people in front of me but she demands me to give her two cedis before it is even my turn to buy my food. I give her the two cedis so she can make change for the person in line before me. Then, when I get up, I buy my 50 pesua (cent) donut and ask for my change of 1.50. “I’m coming”, she says. But, she just goes on with her business and rings up the next patron in line. I ask again, “sista? mepaakyew mame (please give me) one five”. She gave me 50 pesuas and again she repeated herself, “I’m coming”. 5 minutes later she is still “coming”, so I decide to grab two bottles of water for the 1 cedi credit that I was owed. la la la la la la la…. Ghana!
The power was out and I was so hot that I couldn’t sleep (even though I was naked). I was sweating so bad. Itching nonstop. Reverting back to my first few nights sleeping in Ghana, I go to the bathroom to bath and cool off so I can fall asleep. Then, I get to the bathroom, undress myself, and notice that there’s no running water! Gotta go fetch some water from a bucket and take a bucket bath Grrrrrrreat eiiiii Ghana!
The next morning, I get up to go defecate (it’s an efficient alarm clock) and I get to the bathroom with soap and toilet paper (always have to come prepared). After I finish my business I notice that the water is not running and the toilet won’t flush. eeeeeeeeeeeeeew #ghana
I’m driving in a taxi and we come to a 4 way traffic light but the lights are off because the power is out. Instead there are 6-8 men with tree branches that have leaves on the end directing traffic and pointing at cars where to go. No whistles, no lights, no bright orange shirts. no problem! ooooo Ghana!
So I was buying fruit at the local market walking distance from my dorm. There are a few kids that work there that don’t go to school. I don’t want to go into detail about child labor in Africa, but…. yada yada yada……everytime I buy fruit from this little girl named Rita, I always remind her that she promised me she would go to school next year (she’s 11 I think). Rita is one of the most popular vendors at the night market, and she always yells for me and tells me to come talk to her and then buy her fruit. 99% I do just that. So, I was on a quest to buy some fresh fruit for under a dollar and I noticed there were more kids there than usual. I started to get angry that there were so many children there working when they should be in school!
So, I start some small talk in Twi with one of the other little girls. I ask how she’s doing, where’s shes from, how old she is, etc. Then, I ask her if she goes to school, and she says yes. Then, I try to formulate a sentence in Twi to say, but you are here working, why aren’t you in school?! We go back and fourth with out understanding what the other is trying to say for a minute or so (this happens frequently), and then I finally switch to English. I barked in a serious tone, “why aren’t you in school! you should go to school!” she replied quietly, “because today is Saturday!” hahahahaha…..DOPE! Ghana…