one cannot truly know her culture unless she leaves it.

2.25.2006

a change for the better

As I said in the previous entry, I will soon be moving out of my wonderful host family's home, to a new home in a new part of Accra.

Here's the short version of why:
1. There is a guy from Sierra Leone who is a homeless drug addict, and who loiters around the trotro station in my area.
2. Consequently, that is the station that I have to use twice a day to get anywhere, whether to my internship, out, or anywhere.
4. He has been harrassing me verbally and, on one occasion, has assaulted me physically.
5. I reported it to the local police and they did nothing.

Unfortunately, because of some complications, my program was not able to move me out as quickly as they had planned. Unluckily for me, I encountered the guy on four separate occasions this past week. I did, however, finally move out of my host family's place yesterday. I am sad to leave them, but more than anything else I am relieved to be away from the guy.

I don't want everyone to think that this experience is representative of my time in Ghana--it's a great country. This guy isn't even a Ghanaian (he's from Sierra Leone). There are always bad nuts in the jar. And, now I will have the opportunity to experience another host family. This family is Ewe (my last family was Akan), which means they are from a different ethnic group in Ghana. They speak Twi (the language I have studied), Ewe, and English.

Alright, that's all for now...on Sunday I am going to the shelter, and after that I'm on spring break for two weeks...and during the second week, here I come Italy!!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear of your trials and tribulations. May they make you stronger. Something to mentally weigh as you move to your new surroundings:

"The white race is the cancer of human history." --Susan Sontag

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