Today I walked around the corner to buy phone cards (MTN, whoop whoop), and I saw the most BEAUTIFUL thing, a momma chicken protecting her newly hatched chicks. It was so beautiful (in my opinion anyway) because in the midst of the rough patches of grass, garbage, clay road.. was this momma chick and her little ones frolicking around. I tried to get a good picture, but the momma looked like she wanted to attack me.
Hmm... It's interesting... I always gripe about how the problems with sewage, transportation, health-care systems etc. can be fixed by the bright Ghanaian migrants who leave to work in the UK, USA, EU.. etc. I gripe to my good friend Mildred aka Milly aka Mildew, who is one of these brilliant "Diasporians" who has incredibly gifted friends at all the top university in the United States. One of the things that comes up with cousins, and with my friend is that those who are doing well, are almost immune to the poverty that they experience day to day. They are immune to it; and well, behind the high barbed wire fences of your home.. you have all the ammenities you need--proper garbage/waste disposal, filtered clean water, air-conditioning, internet, cooks, everything you need.
So when I drive off to my meetings at BoG, ARB Apex Bank... etc. I will NOT become immune. I don't EVER want to become immune. I am going to become best friends with the little girl who is a squatter behind the house next to my families, so that I will wake up thinking... well, "Ghana doesn't have free public education system in place... how can I get her to school or in a place where she doesn't have to carry around that ratty toy and wear those dirty clothes?" and wake up asking what can I do about this... everyday. WHAT will I do about this. Maybe I will harass all the Ghanaian engineers I know (that are my peers) and tell them to get to work on the roads or sewage system, versus some of these U.S. based jobs. Accra.. Ghana... is like a HUGE ball of potential. Its actually kind of confusing... I keep asking Why? Why? Why? And now I'm think How... how... how?!?! Am I going to make some changes happen.
Peace and Love Ya'll
P.S. If you didn't notice by now.... this blog will not be a place for grammatical correctness... after looking at these questionnaires, Twi vocab, my research documents my brain is FRIED by the time I get to the blog writing :-p .
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