It was about a year ago, believe it or not, that we were sworn in as volunteers, so that means it’s time for our mid-service medical checkups and another trip to Accra.
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Remembering a Teacher, a Hero, a Friend
Burials
It surprises me how different each burial here has been. Each has its individual character and nuances.
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From the Well-Paved Road
Joshua comes over to my porch most days, if I’m home, and probably most days even if I’m not.
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Short bits
These roll around in my head and it gets crowded in there…
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A Child’s Garden of Gratitude
I see the well. And next to it, a kiosk where women are selling breakfast porridge. I park the bike and greet them. Then I ask, “Do you know where Mr. Atta lives?”
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Our Malaria Event
Most of you already know the back story to this, but this is something I wrote for a couple of our internal newsletters and I thought I’d just include it here.
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Ya Mashara
When someone shares their food with you, or offers to share their food with you, the polite response is “Ya mashara”. It means “I am satisfied.” If you walk by someone who is eating, they will invite you to join them, every time. “Pine lee” (“Come and eat.” or “Patoylee” (“You are invited.”)
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Fever
I’m recovering from an infection that invaded my foot and lower leg, via a mosquito bite that I scratched too much. It’s a bad habit, that scratching and picking, precisely because it does open the door to various infections that enjoy the tropics.
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A Little Vid
While I’m pulling myself together here, you might enjoy this video: Continue reading A Little Vid