HEy Everyone
Well, as I set out for my bike ride I smeel smoking fish in the air, the children are running to me yelling Alex, Alex, Bra Alex, All the children call me this now, in every school that I pass children whom I have never met before know me, in 8 weeks my name seem s to have spread around town. BUt i don't know if it is wahat I think. SOme Americans were staying at the sunset beach and they told me that the kids were calling them Alex as well. Perhaps they think Alex is another word for befono. But that is how it goes,. I contiue my ride out along the ocean front road and then turn down lightly inland untill I hit the river adn Azazenya, a small fishing village that heas been re located a number of times by costal erosion. CHildren are begging me for small amountsd of money and I pull up to the manet beach resort. MAnet is a big name in Ghana. My firends live in manet court in Accra, and there are at least 2 or 3 other manet 'communities' in Accra. I enter, leaving my bike with the nice security man at the front and then I walk into a a nother world. many whilte people and rich Ghana's swimming in the blue water of the swimming pool, the menu has Pizza but the cheepest thing on it is 10$. Even the beer is almost the price we would pay in Canada. I just don't what to do, I am shocked and I sit down for a little while then decide that it is all to crazy and expensive and ask the sercuity man where i CAN GET A BEER FOR THE NORMAL PRICE, he takes me accros the road into a cemnt block house with hard wooden chairs and I take my Club beer for the normal 10 000 cedi's.
AS i leave azazanya back towards Foah I pass 15 or 20 muskoka like weekend 'palaces' owned by such people as the Pall-Mall ciggrete company and Azar Paints. The accra yuaght club has thier place their too.
SO As I contue back to Otlokpe THe children still ask me for money, and I understand, just a little more why they think I am so wealththy. "my' people - other whiteies - have a place like that, one could for days and be entertained by boat trips and big dinners, and never leave the walls of heaven to see the life that exists out side of it. I was shocked, and decided to go and talk to my freind Ras Clements about it, he aggreed but did put it into perspective a little fore me.
And that was my sunday afternoon. Learning and living in this un equal world, understanding just a little more what it is all about.
So, classesa re going well, my students are really enjoying our new power point lessions and soon we will conect our studies with the work of the station, in a big development focused project that uses all the microsoft office applications.
Wel;l, Peace for now.
I hope all is well
bye
Well, as I set out for my bike ride I smeel smoking fish in the air, the children are running to me yelling Alex, Alex, Bra Alex, All the children call me this now, in every school that I pass children whom I have never met before know me, in 8 weeks my name seem s to have spread around town. BUt i don't know if it is wahat I think. SOme Americans were staying at the sunset beach and they told me that the kids were calling them Alex as well. Perhaps they think Alex is another word for befono. But that is how it goes,. I contiue my ride out along the ocean front road and then turn down lightly inland untill I hit the river adn Azazenya, a small fishing village that heas been re located a number of times by costal erosion. CHildren are begging me for small amountsd of money and I pull up to the manet beach resort. MAnet is a big name in Ghana. My firends live in manet court in Accra, and there are at least 2 or 3 other manet 'communities' in Accra. I enter, leaving my bike with the nice security man at the front and then I walk into a a nother world. many whilte people and rich Ghana's swimming in the blue water of the swimming pool, the menu has Pizza but the cheepest thing on it is 10$. Even the beer is almost the price we would pay in Canada. I just don't what to do, I am shocked and I sit down for a little while then decide that it is all to crazy and expensive and ask the sercuity man where i CAN GET A BEER FOR THE NORMAL PRICE, he takes me accros the road into a cemnt block house with hard wooden chairs and I take my Club beer for the normal 10 000 cedi's.
AS i leave azazanya back towards Foah I pass 15 or 20 muskoka like weekend 'palaces' owned by such people as the Pall-Mall ciggrete company and Azar Paints. The accra yuaght club has thier place their too.
SO As I contue back to Otlokpe THe children still ask me for money, and I understand, just a little more why they think I am so wealththy. "my' people - other whiteies - have a place like that, one could for days and be entertained by boat trips and big dinners, and never leave the walls of heaven to see the life that exists out side of it. I was shocked, and decided to go and talk to my freind Ras Clements about it, he aggreed but did put it into perspective a little fore me.
And that was my sunday afternoon. Learning and living in this un equal world, understanding just a little more what it is all about.
So, classesa re going well, my students are really enjoying our new power point lessions and soon we will conect our studies with the work of the station, in a big development focused project that uses all the microsoft office applications.
Wel;l, Peace for now.
I hope all is well
bye
posted by almo | 4:42 AM
1 Comments:
thanks for the post yao alex atkins, please keep it up (with colored text to match your clothing), god bless, safe journey
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