|front porch where our clothes dryer is located|
everyone addresses me as 'madam' or 'mommy' and my husband as 'sir'. we have no bank account and use cash to purchase everything. we are learning the basics of 'twi' and our kids are able to speak with a ghanaian accent when they want to. we laugh a lot because there is so much about life here that we have enjoy observing -- the customs, the language, the dancing, the food, the dress, the markets, the signboards, the traffic, and the animals all add to the experience of living here..
every couple of days i walk down the road to buy naturally organic tomatoes, eggs, cucumbers, and other locally sold goods, but most of my shopping is done at the 3 supermarkets in the area. we drink water from a jug on a dispenser; the empty jugs get returned where we purchase the jugs full of water for drinking. the stove and oven must be lighted with a match or a tool for igniting, something i used to do as a child in America. geckos hide throughout the house, coming out mostly at night when we are asleep, leaving their excrement as proof they are still there. the company provides a driver so i do not have a license to drive here -- a situation i deeply resisted for over a year but which i now accept with contentment. our children attend a British international school which is very small and has almost no accommodations to boast about, yet it is their favorite school because of the friendships they have made.
we haven't always lived the way we do now, and our children will not always be at this stage of development. i want to try and capture this moment in our lives..these are some of my observations of our life as a Baha'i family in Ghana at this time:
|kids' art & Baha'i poster in dining room|
every evening we come together for Devotions, offering prayers and reciting from the Baha'i Writings which are interspersed with singing and drumming. afterwards we often talk about something that is in our hearts before saying goodnight. depending on what time it is, they may spend time reading in bed before lights are turned out. sometimes i read stories to them while they are in bed, but this doesn't happen nearly as much as it used to now that they are older..
|kitchen window with bars|
a handful of buckets are used to collect water from the condensation which drips outside from the air con machines. these same buckets are used to help water the garden. in the kitchen, buckets and basins are used to wash produce, collect grey water and soak stained linens. brooms and mops are used everyday for the never-ending dust and dirt which accumulates on bare floors. kente cloths are hanging from the bars which are bolted to the windows' walls. baskets of vegetables and fruits are full or becoming empty depending on when i have shopped. very few family photos are hanging on walls now that digital cameras and laptops store most of the pictures taken. water tanks are sitting on the roof of the house instead of city pipes constantly flowing and delivering water. every 4-5 days these tanks are refilled by a water truck that pumps water through a giant hose into the tanks.
the sounds of hammers, radios, goats and gospel singing are almost constantly a reminder that we live in Africa. tiny ants roam randomly throughout the downstairs wherever food has been eaten (despite my endless attempts to clean every possible spot along their routes).
|eating out at Sunshine Salad|
|beans, tomatoes, pumpkin & peppers|
neighbors are friendly, with smiles that light up my life in an indescribably joyful way each day. little children are radiant and full of the African spirit of warmth which melts my heart every time. some of the jr. youth are visiting almost every day to study and hang out with our family.
i am grateful to be here, serving humanity, as a Baha'i, with my family.