Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Nyanyano Kakraba A.M.E Zion Basic School


April 14

The first day of vacation actually found us waking up early and going to school. The father of one of my students is the headmaster of a government school, which is still in session this week. We contacted him and he let us stop by to visit, and compare and contrast private schools like Our Lady of Holy Cross, and this public school. It was definitely eye opening.

- The school compound was very large, and dutifully so. The school consists of a nursery building, primary school building, and JHS (Junior High) building. They are also constructing another building at the moment.
-There are many trees to provide shade, and its very spacious so there is plenty of room to play.
- They fit many students in one room. I counted 60 eighth graders crammed into 20 desks, sitting on 20 small benches. And 8th graders aren’t small.
-There are close to 1000 students enrolled. There isn’t enough space for all of these students, so they go to school in shifts. Half go in the morning from 8-12, and half go from 1-5. I have no idea how the teachers are able to cover all of the material with 60 students and only a half day of school, but they say they are on track. Impressive.
- There is no snack or lunch provided. Students bring their own food, and there are a few street vendors that pay 20 pesawas (about a dime) per day to set up a small table and sell water, juice, crackers, and meat pies.
- Many had never seen a white person up close, and many many many had never heard one speak in person. Even the teachers had a difficult time understanding our accents. Monica talks quickly, and whenever she talked you saw the facial expressions on the teachers turn from happy to confused to bewilderment, all while the kids just cracked up laughing. I would then say the exact same thing Monica tried saying, and students and teachers alike would “oooooh!” in unison of understanding. It was hilarious.
- They have no school fees. The JHS students were preparing to take an exam to qualify for high school while we visited. The teacher was explaining that many may not pass, and many that do pass won’t be able to afford the Senior High School fees, so they won’t go. It was really sad to hear that. He put us in an uncomfortable position by asking us in front of all 60 eighth graders if we would help support them and give out scholarships so they can continue their education. We said we would try; see what we can do. Then a girl in the front row raised her hand, stood up, and boldly asked, “Will you really help us? Or are you just saying you’ll help?”

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The teacher explained, “You white people- you come, snap our photos, snap snap snap, promise us scholarships, and then leave and we never hear from you. Why?”

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My heart is pulled in so many directions- how can I not help these young brilliant minds further their education? But at this point in my life I have close to zero resources, and only my allegiance to Our Lady of Holy Cross School. I pray that these young men and women find the means to continue their education and grow to be great leaders.

A KG class


8th grade class- I couldn't even fit all 60 students in the picture.


First Communion, First Goodbyes


April 13
Today was finally the day of Julie’s First Communion! I can’t think of a better way to end the trip than with receiving Jesus, especially for the very first time. We got up at 4:30am to prepare ourselves for the day- her confession was to take place here at the convent at 5:45, followed by the procession of palms at 6:30am. However, the priest arrived at 6:35, pushing everything back just a little bit. He took Julie “aside” for confession… about 5-10 yards away from where all the people gathered to start the procession. Monica and I took it upon us to distract everyone by introducing ourselves to random strangers.
            They finished and Father began by blessing the palms. Let me tell you a little bit about Palm Sunday. Since palm trees are abundant here, people come with more than one flimsy leaf. Oh no, they come with branches. All out branches. Branches that can hit you. And then they braid the leaves together and weave colorful flowers into them. They are so extravagant and beautiful! We walked all the way from the convent to the church- about 25 minutes due to a detour. Everyone was waving their branches, while the singers were singing, drummers drumming, dancers dancing, and tambourinists tambourining. It was quite the parade. We eventually made it to the church to start Mass.
            Father gave Julie a blessing during Mass, and then the actual First Communion. It was so joyful!!! Later that afternoon we had a celebration lunch of groundnut soup and rice balls, Julie’s favorite. Megan cooked Matooke, which is a Ugandan food that looks like a very large banana and tastes like a potato. Delicious! We had sparkling juice, cake, and ice cream. FAB. U. LOUS.
            Then came the bitter part of the bittersweet day- the goodbyes. Julie left for the states first, so she was the first to go through the goodbye process. Tears were shed. I am not anticipating the day I leave for the states. We miss her already, now our trio’s down to two. 

Cultural Center and a Trip to the "Beach"


April 12


We took Megan, our SMC friend that is in a program in Uganda that came to visit us for a week, to the cultural center. We bought trinkets and bags and earrings and hand carved bowls. Then Megan and I went to “the beach” met a man, Ebenezer, wearing a polka dot lace mini skirt, and then we left. The pictures show a side of Ghana we hadn't seen up close yet; it was shocking. 

Carving our bowls at the Cultural Center



A small boy playing with the garbage in the water

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Farewells


April 10 
Today was “Our Day” which is the last day of the term, set-aside just for the kids. So they call it “theirs”. They brought their teachers an assortment of goodies- biscuits, pop, jewelry, chocolate, and since Basic 2 recently found out their Madams love donuts… plenty of donuts. Julie and I gave out our contact info, glow sticks, and a small photo album for each student. Everyone was running around, so happy and having so much fun, and then we had to say goodbye. Goodbye to the students, goodbye to the teachers. I avoided farewells by tricking myself into thinking that I’m not leaving for 3 more weeks. But who knows when I’ll see these people again.
Bittersweet. (Much more bitter than sweet). 
Glow Stick Party


The Madams

Jollof Rice and Chicken

Palm Wednesday


April 9

They kids had a special “Palm Wednesday” Mass today. They brought in elaborately weaved palm branches (yes, branches, not simly one leaf), decorated with bright flowers. We processed from the top of the hill to the school assembly hall at the bottom, singing and marching. After Mass the teachers had a small going away announcement for us, and gave us gifts of fabric (which we LOVE). We got to sing out favorite songs we taught the kids- Jesus is My Homeboy, and the Jesus Rap.
Happy. Sad. Happy. Sad. Happy. Sad.

Intricate palm weaving


Procession

Farewell speech

Cool kids

Birthday Celebrations



April 6

You are invited to celebrate the birthday of Mr. A!
Location: Sapato Bar
Date: Sunday, 6th of April
Time: 3pm Africa Time.

AKA, practically 7pm. We arrived at 4 and were still the first ones there. A large portion of the teachers showed up and I tell you what, they sure can dance. I had a front row seat to “So, you think you can dance?” And after 10 seconds of observation I can safely say that no, I don’t think I can dance but yes, indeed, they can. Everyone really enjoyed themselves, and we all had so much fun. It was great to see the teachers outside of school, and to dance like no one’s watching. Good times. Great memories.

April Fool's Day


April 1
Today was April Fool’s Day and every student in the school thought it was so funny to play the “made you look!” game with us. Julie got a little more creative and decided to trick the entire class into thinking they wouldn’t get lunch or snack because the Sisters forgot to pay the food bill and now they won’t bring any. Meanest April Fool’s Joke ever.. some tears were shed.
This week is final exams week. I honestly can’t believe how fast this term has flown by. It’s almost over!!!
A few months ago we decided, for a variety of reasons, that we would leave before 3rd term started. It was logical to start our job search at home, and easier for Sister Esther to hire someone for an entire term instead coming in for the last half. Ever since Liz took a tumble, I’ve really bonded with the teachers. I’m not ready to say goodbye to the kids or the teachers in just one week’s time. I wish me leaving so early was an April Fool’s joke. 
Girls enjoying our newly donated books

Library Time


Crazy kids