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Once upon a time I went to a school in Togo
... of Lome back to the village school. Myself a primary school teacher, Amy, a Canadian-French primary school teacher from Canada, Julia, an Austrian teaching German in England and Lee, a English teacher, teaching English around the world, we all were excited about our excursion.
As we drove down the dusty lane towards the village school, I watched as local children walked to school, picking up palm prongs along the way. Why, to play with? Well no, as ...
To the border ghana - togo
From Kete Krachi it was the reverse trip back to Tafi Atome. This time however it was all in daylight, and on a bus. Much better ride, and safer. Only real issue was getting up at 4am to ensure we got a seat. Seems everyone prefers the bus!!!
Marked the river crossing on the previous entry so you can see how far around the arm of the lake we went to go from Tafi Atome to ...
Dying to be mothers
One by one they stood up and walked over to the stage to collect their certificate. A piece of paper that many of them don't know what is says, but they are proud and empowered. And their eyes gleamed with excitement and hope when they receive their toolkits. These are the Certified and trained Traditional Birth Attendants of Akatsi district. They arrived in the early morning for the ceremony, many dressed in their best tradition Ghanian clothes. They are men who are ...
Last full day in Togo
... its way through the traffic which parted in a haphazard way to let it through. A few minutes later we can to the scene of an accident. A motorcycle lay mangled on its side on the grass just off the street; I couldn’t see any other damaged vehicle. Through the gathered crowd, I could make out a body laid out on the ground and paramedics from the ambulance maneuvering a stretcher. That’s all I saw before we moved on. Hopefully seeing that will cause ...
Leaving Kinshasa
... could have hassled me, that was the implied threat, but they couldn’t even be bothered to do that. They didn’t stand up, just stopped smiling and watched me walk away.
By this time it was light enough outside to see. A heavy tropical rain was falling on the tarmac. As usual at this airport there were all kinds of different planes parked in a seemingly haphazard manner all over the tarmac. There are 767s, old Soviet era cargo planes, ...
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