Jul 06, 2010
Jul 23, 2010
This morning I woke up and the house was pretty much empty except for Barbara, Miriams cousin who does the cooking. She had breakfast ready for me which consisted of 3 slices of bread and a spread which was liek peanut butter but more sticky. The bread was not very good at all. Anne Sophie showed up to take me for my introduction. We took a taxi to the market area in centeral Koforidua. She took me to exchange my money and I bought a cell phone and a sim card for 35 ceidi which would be about 20 canadian dollars. We then went to the Tro Tro station to get a ride to Tinkong which is where I will be teaching and working in the orphanage. We arrived at Mount Zion Orphanage which from the gates looks like a great place. However, once you get inside the gates it is a completely different story. It is very dirty, small, and hardly has anything in it. The beds which the kids sleep on are broken and most of them dont even have matresses so they are sleeping on the wood pannels. The dorm where the kids sleep is just a big open room with no doors just open walkways. Outside is the bathrooms which are like little shacks, without toilet paper i might add. We went into the kitchen which was also very dirty. There was a small boy laying on the dirt floor, he was too sick to go to school and I understood why once I saw what they were being fed. In the kitchen their was a big bowl of Banku which is like dough absolutely covered in bugs !!!!! Anne and I then walked 15 mins down the road to the school which the kids attend. It was in the middle of nowhere and was surrounded by a VERY poor village. There is two small buildings, no desks, no supplies, no books, only one small chalkboard for each class. I was introduced to the children and another volunteer, Fern, from Ireland. The kids screamed Obruni when I walked in and they all came to hug me. First I met Ida, and Mama.. they are the oldest in the class they are about 5. I also met Fred who is also 5 and deaf, he is the sweetest kid. He is left on his own because they cannot teach him anything and the other kids mock him and pick on him. I also have Nelson, Kwaku, Princess, Allum, Serah, Ebenezer, Elisah, Jenette, Daniel, Derek, Nana ya, and Hollali in my class. Nelson was running around the class and fell and scrapped a lot of skin off of his arm and was bleeding and crying. I went and picked him up and they teacher told me to put him down and ignore him and I asked for a band aid to put on his arm and the school did not have any. Nelson ran over to a colouring book and began ripping out pages to place on his arm to stop the bleeding. Around 12 15 Fern and I headed back to our host families houses for lunch. However the Tro I took passed my house and I was taken 15 mins out of the way. The driver was very nice and helped me find a taxi I could take back. I got home around 1pm and went upstairs for lunch.. my lunch was a water sachet and 4 small biscuits. Later Miriam brought me some ghanian bananas which where actually very good. At 3 Anne met me to go back to the orphanage.. we couldnt find a Tro so i was unable to go since dinner was at 5 and Tinkong is 20 mins from where I live. Instead we just went to Koforidua and I went to the internet Cafe. For dinner I had chicken and pasta. It was very good maybe because it was the first real meal I had in 2 days. Phillipine and Capucine are trying to find a hotel for us for tomorrow night in Cape Coast. We are going with about 15 other volunteers to the Kakum National Park and the Cape Coast Castle. We went out for drinks again after dinner and when we arrived home we had been locked out so we had to call the host sister Emma to let us in.