The section of the village I live in is on the outskirts of town and is called “Habitat”…short for “Habitat for Humanity”, who implemented the project to build these houses. I think there are nine of them here, in three rows of three. Esther and I live on the middle row on the near end. Next to us, right in the middle, is Amma’s house.
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It hasn’t been easy to “go to farm”, the best way for us to integrate into the community and learn about the environment and agricultural practices. But the famous Ghanaian hospitality works against me doing that. It’s been frustrating. They don’t want me to do any work. So when Esther said she would take me to harvest cashews, I was pretty excited. Stephen noted that I’d been in Kabile for one month, so I felt it was high time I got to do some work.
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Today you’re getting a long ramble. A lot of my writing happens on paper more and more, for the lack of electricity, and lack of privacy…I only use my computer after closing my house up for the night. For now anyhow, it seems better for it not to be known that I have a computer, mostly because I don’t want to have to demonstrate it to everyone, but also it’s probably better to keep it under wraps. But anyhow…my head is full of stuff to write about, and I’ve got almost a full charge here…
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On Wednesday, the District Assemblyman, my supervisor, counterpart and I went back to Sampa to meet with the District Chief (the “DC”) of the District Assembly, who’d been out during the holidays when we visited before.
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