Reflections for My Students

I wish I could have taken you all with me.  Human Geography just teaches itself when you see things first hand.  But beyond that, it is so impacting to see for yourself how hard-working and determined the people are in the face of significant obstacles.  We met a young man named Peter who walks seven miles to school every day.  He can no longer afford to stay in the hostel at the school (students who live farther away have the option but they have to pay) so he walks.  His parents are cocoa farmers, but it is just his mom now because his father died.  He was behind on his school fees because the cocoa harvest hasn't come in yet, so he wasn't certain he would be able to take the exams to move to the next level since they sometimes won't let you if you can't pay your fees.  Secondary school (grades 9 and up) is not free in Ghana.

I got to visit the girls hostel one evening.  They wanted me to see how they live, make their food, etc.  When we arrived the girls were cutting the grass around the school grounds with machetes (see below).

The girls cutting grass on the school grounds.

The girls stay in rooms with 8 to 12 others and there are bunks crowded into each small room.





One of the girls hostels at SEBESS


They are responsible for cooking their own food, and when they get home they have to light the charcoal fires that they will cook on.  Since their uniforms must be perfectly ironed (if not the protocol prefect will let them know during inspections) they iron their clothes every evening.  They don't have closets so they hang the ironed clothes on nails above their beds.  There are no ironing boards, as you can see from the picture below.  They also fetch water for their use in the hostel, and just like everything, they carry it on their heads.  We shouldn't feel guilty for having all the conveniences we have in our lives.  But we should feel gratitude, and I am hoping that is how you will respond.  And to the girls, remember that these girls aren't always as valued by their families as you are, simply because of their gender.  Take a moment to count your blessings, and then think about working hard and making the world a better place in any way that you can.  You have the time, you have the resources and you have the intelligence.  If we don't, who will?

They wanted me to see how they cook.

Heating the oil on the stove.

Ironing the school uniform

Water from the spigot gets carried back to the hostels on their heads.

The Economy

Trying to understand the economic struggles of a developing country is complex.  There are so many facets to the problems people here are facing when it comes to development.  I won't pretend to have answers, but one major problem I see is the lack of exports.  There are roadside stands everywhere and people hawking goods at every street corner.  But, apart from tourists they are trying to sell their wares to each other and there just isn't much money in the economy with a per capita GDP of $3,300.  I have seen many microfinance places here, and microfinance may help women start new stores or ventures; but how many of these can the economy support without new money coming into the country to stimulate buying?  What is needed are some basic industries; the kind that bring in revenue from outside the country, in order to grow the economic pie here. Almost everything I have seen here is being imported, the cars the air conditioners the pots and pans in the markets. Of course, capital is needed to invest in large industry, and often the route that a country will take to accumulate capital is to exploit their mineral or natural resources first.  We were able to tour the local Bauxite mine and learned that the Chinese own 80% of the mine, which was owned by Australians before that and by the British originally.  Of course, there are some taxes paid to the Ghanaian government,  but the opportunity to build wealth through this resource is being missed.

Bauxite travels down the mountain to be washed
after being crushed.

The Chinese flag flying at Ghana Bauxite

Cocoa is an important export for Ghana.  70% of the world's Cocoa comes from either Ghana or Ivory Coast.  But you will only find imported chocolate bars, and much of the value added in the commodity chain for chocolate is in the manufacturing of chocolate for the consumer.  Cocoa farmers aren't getting rich here, except for a few large ones, and government sets the price for cocoa.  We were told Ghana's Cocoa is desirable because of the process Ghanaians use to ferment it during the drying stage.  Below - a stack of Cocoa pods and what they look like on the tree.

Large industries also require reliable electricity and good roads.  Both of these things are sometimes lacking here, still.  The Chinese are loaning the Ghanaians money to build a new road from Accra to Kumasi and it is close to being finished.  But right now there are spots where it just ends and your smooth highway turns to bumpy dirt.  Power outages are common and the people here are used to it.  We read an article in yesterday's paper that was written by a Ghanaian speaking of the need for entrepreneurs here.  Most people seem to want to work for the government if they are educated, or contribute to the brain drain by leaving for the U.S.

"My colleagues under the tree would like to interact with you."

This is was how our host teacher Alex summoned us over to visit with some of the other SEBESS teachers who wanted to chat with us about the United States.  It struck me as funny and was a great reminder of where I am and what my new normal has become in this last week.  Under the tree is definitely the best place to be here at Sefwi Bekwai Secondary School because it is so hot, and the teacher workroom gets very stuffy since there isn't any air conditioning anywhere in the school.  This is obviously more of a concern to someone like me from Ohio than it is to everyone here.  His colleagues were under the tree because they are on strike and are not in their classrooms for right now.  All teachers in Ghana went on strike about the time we arrived here for our teacher exchange program.  I don't yet know how this has affected other teachers in the program, but for us it hasn't really made this any less of an amazing experience. The only thing we have missed is seeing these teachers in their classrooms and watching them teach, but the strike gave us more time with the students. We went in some classes yesterday and taught them about the United States. I also got to hang out with the girls in their hostel.  His colleagues called us over to talk about the U.S. school system and we had a very good exchange.  The teachers here make about $6,000 dollars per year and they don't think it is enough.  I would have to agree with them based on what I have heard over the past week.  A government employee who works for the Education Ministry makes 5 times their salary.  The strike is coming at a very significant time in the school year because the final year students were supposed to take their exams yesterday and today.  As it turns out, they will not be taking them now because there are no teachers to supervise, so they will take them when they return from their break.  They are going home early so they all began packing and cleaning this morning.

This afternoon we visited a local teacher training college.  We drove about thirty minutes into the mountains, and when we arrived the students at the college were just being released to pick up some laptops that were donated by the Ghanaian government.  They were very excited, but they also took the time to gather around us and listen to us for a few minutes.  We gave a brief impromptu speech about Global Education and explained what it is and how it is implemented in the classroom.  I don't know if they understood every word but they nodded and smiled a lot, so hopefully they did.  It seems our accents make it difficult for the local people to understand us easily.  All graduates of this training school will have a job, unlike in the U.S.  But we think it is because of socialism, or perhaps the low pay also helps.  All teachers in Ghana are paid on the same scale which comes out of the central government's education ministry.  We have spent a lot of time explaining how decentralized the U.S. system is and how teacher pay and conditions vary from place to place.  They are also amazed that all teachers in the U.S. would never be on strike at the same time.

On a different subject, the women here are dressed beautifully all the time.  This is a nation of beautifully-dressed women.  Actually all the people are well-dressed.  They iron their clothes every day and wear such spectacular colors and patterns.  All the dresses that women wear have been custom made for them and they just look stunning.  I admired the beautiful purple color of the dresses the students at the teacher training college were wearing (picture #1 below) and I left there with a bag of the fabric in my hand that they would not let me pay for.  When we got back to Sefwi Bekwai we pulled over to the dress maker's shop and she has promised to have my new dress ready by 8:00 tonight. All this for only $10 (and I think I am paying her a bit more than the going rate, but I am fine with that).

The students at the teacher training college.  They just squeezed in between the park cars to listen to us.

Roadside stand (above) the avocados and the clothing are both stunning.

The girls outside their hostel.  They were getting a treat (a Coke) from the school for serving as ushers at the anniversary on Saturday.  They all want to talk to the "Obronee" or white person -- me!

The ladies who have made my dresses.  Their shop is in town.

The Chief and the Okyeame

Royal families and chiefs still play a role in African society.  We were told during our visit to the Bauxite mine that, along with paying taxes to the government, the Chinese company that owns it must also pay fees to the local chiefs.  You cant speak directly to a chief, so the man in front of him with the staff (the Okyeame) is the person you would speak to and he would answer you for the chief.  The chief did make a speech at the anniversary celebration.  He has a palace in town.  My host teacher Alex tells me he is in the royal family in his region and could be a chief someday.  He doesn't know if he will accept it though.  He also would like to come and live in the USA.

The Chief and the Okyeame

Cultural dancers at the anniversary celebration, Sefwi Bekwai Senior High School

TIA = This is Africa

Yesterday was the big anniversary celebration.  It was fascinating.  I want to post many pictures and I have a bunch, but the internet is not reliable at all right now.  It takes forever.  I will keep trying.  You can see the clothes they had made for us.  Every single person in attendance was wearing an outfit made with this fabric. It was stunning.  There were many dignitaries in attendance including a chief, education ministers and former headmasters of the school.  

Phil Siegrist, my partner in the program, is from Lancaster, PA

We were introduced as "a couple of white individuals."  They did say our names later.  They event was supposed to begin at 9:00 but actually started around 10:00.  It lasted for 6 hours and was outside in the 90 degree heat.  The Africans handle all of this much better than me!  It was a beautiful display of African culture.  There were dancers and drummers and there was a speech from the chief who spoke while a man with a staff stood next to him and someone else held an umbrella over his head.  I have photos that I will keep trying to publish, but the whole thing was amazing and wonderful to be part of.

We went to church today.  It was to begin at 9:00 but actually got going around 9:30.  They had us come to the front and extend greetings from our home churches in Christian fellowship.  

I am learning to be flexible and about African time.  Daily we hear this phrase from our host teacher, "There has been a change in program."  But that is okay, time just isn't as important here.  That is all part of the experience and I will take the advice of Susanna from IREX who told us back in D.C. to just say "TIA"  for "This is Africa,"  and not worry about it.  So to my non-working hairdryer, the spotty internet and to learning to get ready to go when your driver shows up to pick you up, but not before.... to all of you I say... TIA!

My New Dress

We are waiting for our host teacher Alex to pick us up.  We are on our way to pick up the dress and dress shirt that have been tailor-made for us in 24 hours.  Our measurements were taken last night when we got here.  This is so inexpensive that all of the students and teachers will have them for tomorrow's big 22nd anniversary celebration.  I will post a picture tomorrow so you can see.  Today we walked in the parade which went around town.  There are some photos of that and of Sefwi-Bekwai Secondary School.

Soon after arrival, touring the school with our host teacher, Alex Dadzie.

Heading out for the anniversary parade.  Since the school sits on a hill there is a spectacular view of the area.  Pink is the school uniform color and most of the students are wearing special shirts for the parade.

The main classroom building at Sefwi Bekwai Secondary School.

A Day at School

Today was our first school day and we traveled a few miles outside of Accra to an urban area that was very poor.  The school was private and serves children in poverty who pay a about a Cedi a day (50 cents) to attend.  They get lunch for that price.  The students and staff were impressive and all the kids wanted to touch us.  Bonee is a teacher from PA who was mobbed by the kids and I was able to capture the moment.  One photo is of a boy collecting the school fees for the day.  The kids pay per day because it is easier for the poor to do it that way. If they have to save up for a month's fees something will come up and they probably won't have the money.  But it was so moving to hear how the kids get cards for free days in case they can't pay, and families with more will give their cards to families with less.  The boy standing up is the class prefect who was assigned the job of asking us a question.  The prefect is a good student who helps enforce the rules of the classroom.  The students at this school are getting in to Ghana's top secondary schools and teachers are using teaching methods that are different from what most public schools do- rote learning.  Another difference is this school doesn't cane students like most public schools do here. 

Christianity is very evident in the cultural landscape.  Most bumper stickers are faith related - "Trust Jesus". Or ""Hope in God.". There is Christian worship music playing every morning at breakfast because that is how Ghanaians like to start their day.  Many businesses have Biblical names.  There is a photo of the Adam and Eve Lesson that was on the board today at school.

What Freedom Means

Today was rich.  We went to the Kwame Nkrumah burial and memorial site.  Nkrumah is revered here because he was the leader who brought independence from Britain to Ghana and they have buried and memorialized him on the site where he declared independence on March 6, 1957 (We just missed independence day celebrations).  I learned that the site had some important place features as well as symbolic significance (that was for AP Human Geo).  It was a polo field used by the British where no blacks were allowed.  Imagine, coming onto someone else's land and establishing an area where they are not allowed to go simply because they are...them?  That was terrible syntax, but hopefully you feel me.

The statue with the head and hand missing is the original that stood on this site and our Ghanaian guide explained that the destruction happened during a Coup d 'etat where Nkrumah was overthrown in 1960, and that the coup was planned and executed by the U.S. CIA.  I would like my Human Geo students to go to the beginning of Ch. 8 and look at the picture of the statue and read the field note.  The CIA thought Nkrumah had communist leanings so they got him out of the way, as they also did to Congo's leader in the 1960's.  

Nkrumah was a forward-thinking leader who instituted Ghana's formal education system, something else we learned about today.  Ghanaian students receive a free education which is compulsory up through primary school.  About 25% go on to high school (the last three years for 14-18 year olds).  There are some opportunities for those who complete it, but not enough. Our visit to the craft market today was a reminder of just how poor most people are.  They followed us around insisting that we come into their shops.."just have a look,"  but there were so many shops (stalls) it was overwhelming.

Here is the promised photo at the statue.  I am with two beautiful women in Ghanaian dress. who are our guides.  Their names are Ophelia and Wendy.

I think I've got this...

After 1.5 days in Ghana, I think I know how all this technology stuff is going to work, finally.  After trying unsuccesfully to use my laptop I now know I can use the internet through my cell phone.  I can get connected in the stairwell of the third floor, but only if I don't move.  We have all spent quite a bit of time on this internet access issue (because we have to blog for this program) which has quickly branded us as Americans.  The hotel is lovely, I have plenty of bottled water which I bought at Accra's very modern shopping mall, and I am enjoying sampling the food.  I will take all my pics on my cell phone, now that I understand my situation, and keep you better informed!  It is midnight, so good night from Accra.

Here are my new friends trying to use the internet too.

All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes

The title for my blog was inspired by the book I am reading.  All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes is the fifth book in Maya Angelou's autobiographical series, and she wrote it while living in Accra, Ghana in the 1960's.  I will be finishing it during my travels and I enthusiastically endorse reading literature about a place you are visiting while on the trip.  You will enjoy the trip and the book so much more, and you will always remember where you were while you reading a great novel or non-fiction work this way.  Maya Angelou was in Ghana at such an interesting time, the 1960's.  Ghana was newly independent from Britain, and finding it's way.  She makes comparisons - the struggles Ghana was in the midst of, juxtaposed against the struggles back home in the U.S. for civil rights.  The movement had become volatile and it wasn't an easy road being an African-American woman/civil rights activist. In Accra she was able to enjoy life in a new nation where being black was the norm and not (as she describes it) a controversial and difficult identity.

The other reason I like my title is that I have had more trouble finding the right shoes to take on my trip than anything else.  I confess, I leave tomorrow and I still don't have a pair of sturdy walking shoes that you can dress up or down (in a light color- but not too light so they won't show all the red dust that I have learned is everywhere in Ghana).  I have one more evening and until two o'clock tomorrow.  If I find some that I am excited about I may post a photo.  If I don't you can look at my trip pictures to see how I settled.  Either way, my plane leaves Cincinnati tomorrow afternoon and I will be on my way.

Teachers for Global Classrooms

     Two weeks from today I will be on an airplane headed for Ghana.  I have some no-wrinkle travel shirts with built-in sun protection, some 98% Deet insect repellent (hopefully I will still have skin!) and a short time left to find conservative-enough dresses with sleeves and full-length skirts to wear while I am visiting Ghanaian schools.  When I look back at how I got to this point, it has been a yearlong journey but it doesn't seem like it.  Last February I applied for the TGC program which is sponsored by the State Department.  My hopes were high that I would be accepted since I have dreamed of visiting Africa for quite a few years.  I found out I was part of the program last May, but I didn't know where I was going until just three months ago since there are six different countries that the program sends teachers to every year.  I was thrilled to see "Ghana" on my placement email and so now, with my very understanding husband encouraging me and agreeing to take full responsibility for the household and our two kids for the time I am gone (not the first time he has done this so I can fulfill my travel dreams) I prepare for my biggest adventure yet.

   I didn't know how much I loved travel until a few years ago.  Actually, I don't think I have always loved it.  I didn't realize, until very recently what a gift it can be to experience new places and the people in them.  I didn't fully understand how meeting them and experiencing their lives sheds new light on my own life and somehow makes it all shiny and new.  And I love traveling with teachers.  I discovered this when I went with a group of Cincinnati teachers to Germany in 2007.  In my experience, we all travel with the same sense of wonder.  We care most about what we are learning and not about what we are missing or what we don't like about a new place.  All the TGC teachers have a research question we are working on during this trip.  Here is mine:

  How do Ghana's social institutions contribute to community and nation building?  What contributions are made by school curriculum, churches, sports and the yearlong community service requirement for all secondary school graduates?

  There is gratitude in my heart for my flexible and encouraging family, my generous school administration & students, and the wonderful people at IREX (International Research and Exchanges Board) who administer this program.  I will share in as timely a manner as my internet connection allows once I get there.  But, even if I can't post right away I will be documenting this trip and all things Ghana with anyone who is interested enough to follow once I have the time and bandwidth available to me again.

• The Ghanaian people are rightfully proud of  modern Ghana's founding father Kwame Nkrumah who promoted the idea of pan African-ism and was a founding member of the Organization of African Unity

I will replace this picture with one of myself in front of his statue in a little over two weeks!  Can't wait!