Wednesday
Q: What’s brown and sticky?
A: A stick.
Just thought I’d lighten the mood a bit. In fact, I kind of need it, as today was a bit frustrating. First of all, I saw that the Habs lost to the damn Leafs yet again, thanks to an endless parade to the penalty box. So that put me in a bad mood. Then I couldn’t send some photos to an organization in Seattle that is going to send volunteers to us in the fall. And now I’m feeling a bit sick, probably due to the fact that I ate too many bananas. At least Ghana has got me to do something my mom never could: eat fruit.
Dr. Addae’s girlfriend Nana Aba got here tonight for a visit, which is nice. After living with girls for the last two years of university and only guys here, I’d have to say that I prefer the former, so it’s nice to have a woman around.
A meeting has been set up with World Vision regarding our clinics, but unfortunately, it was set for next week, when I’m away and Dr. Addae is at a conference, so hopefully we can reschedule it for tomorrow or Friday. On Friday, I’m supposed to go to another village with Maxwell to look into setting up a clinic there. This one is far—at least 50 km from Kumasi.
Every day I hear the word ‘obruni’ at least a hundred times. Usually, it’s just kids, but sometimes it’s adults, usually men. That kind of annoys me. Even the kids are getting exasperating, which I mentioned to Dr. Addae today. Some days I just don’t have the energy to respond, but I always manage to at least smile at them. But seriously, hearing people yell ‘white man’ over and over and over and over can be a bit much. In the north they don’t speak Twi, so maybe I’ll hear something else next week. I’ll keep you posted.
A: A stick.
Just thought I’d lighten the mood a bit. In fact, I kind of need it, as today was a bit frustrating. First of all, I saw that the Habs lost to the damn Leafs yet again, thanks to an endless parade to the penalty box. So that put me in a bad mood. Then I couldn’t send some photos to an organization in Seattle that is going to send volunteers to us in the fall. And now I’m feeling a bit sick, probably due to the fact that I ate too many bananas. At least Ghana has got me to do something my mom never could: eat fruit.
Dr. Addae’s girlfriend Nana Aba got here tonight for a visit, which is nice. After living with girls for the last two years of university and only guys here, I’d have to say that I prefer the former, so it’s nice to have a woman around.
A meeting has been set up with World Vision regarding our clinics, but unfortunately, it was set for next week, when I’m away and Dr. Addae is at a conference, so hopefully we can reschedule it for tomorrow or Friday. On Friday, I’m supposed to go to another village with Maxwell to look into setting up a clinic there. This one is far—at least 50 km from Kumasi.
Every day I hear the word ‘obruni’ at least a hundred times. Usually, it’s just kids, but sometimes it’s adults, usually men. That kind of annoys me. Even the kids are getting exasperating, which I mentioned to Dr. Addae today. Some days I just don’t have the energy to respond, but I always manage to at least smile at them. But seriously, hearing people yell ‘white man’ over and over and over and over can be a bit much. In the north they don’t speak Twi, so maybe I’ll hear something else next week. I’ll keep you posted.
posted by Tony at 4:53 p.m.
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