Saturday, May 12, 2007

Memories I never wish to forget... but might.

This probably won't make any sense to anyone else in the whole world but me. I wanted to write this so that when I got home I could look back and laugh or remember how much I loved this place. Some of the things are funny and some are sad but they have all made up my time here. Browse through if you wish to. If you wish me to elabrate on any of these just give the word.

- Two little boys walking towards each other dancing
- Getting lost in Marcola with two very small porters carrying two very large loads... on their heads!
-Rubbers = plastic bags
-Obruni = white person
-Mary telling me that she loves me
-Agbeko writing for the first time
-Picnic in Abrui
-Manning calling me "Mamma"
-Gye Nyame = Except God
-Susan leaving
-Walking into Calvary Baptist and hearing "He is Exalted" and crying
- Rob telling Libbie "and she’s the only child in Africa that does that."
-Mama Cecilia’s nephew getting his arm chopped off with a machete on Kotoku Road
-Running down the street in Nsawam after a roll
-Taking snaps on the side of the Motorway on wicker furniture
-Finally feeling free
-Frankie’s Fried Chicken... I got a salad
-Haggling with the kiosk people
-Getting off the plane
-Flying over the Sahara Desert at dusk and the color of the sunset
-The slave castle and the intense emotion that pours from it
-Realizing I’m a woman and not a girl or even a young lady
-Falling in love with my parents all over again
-Discovering what I really find important and what is unimportant
-Seeing joy in the most surprising places
-Walking into my first Ghanaian village and not being able to speak
-Uncle Ben on the cell phone
-Almost getting robbed at the Arts Center by the little "Africa Child" man
-Mr. Samson calling me his "dear, dear sister."
-Adwoa Mary crying when Mamma Elizabeth left
-Joshua not letting me go... ever
-Zeekey’s smile
-Grace’s laugh
-Maa Bea telling Madam Libbie "I’ll fight you for it" over a piece of rubber fruit
-Walking through Marcola and being so shocked at everything but not wanting to admit it
-Going mango and pineapple crazy!
-Eating everything with my hands
-Noah and Martha telling me I look like a queen in my dress that one Sunday
-Watching Dereck and Diana grow up
-My green mamba
-Stan in my garden
-Susan and I’s storm documentary
-The tree being cut down and Cathy and I dancing
-The preacher at church talking about hip implants and breast augmentations and her having no idea what any of it meant
-Dancing in church
-Wanting to go home
-Wanting to stay
-Getting offended when anything negative is said about Ghana
-Eating pancakes with Nancy on May Day
-Flying down Kotoku Road trying to get to dinner and laughing the whole way.
-My night out with Cathy and Melissa at the Ghanaian Village
-Explaining my earrings to everyone
-My Ghanaian name is "Abena"
-Sweating all the time
-Lent... it went well
-Lights off during harmattan
-Watching movies with Susan and googling absurd things in the middle of them
-Susan in general
-Hearing little voices singing in a language I will never understand
-Comfort’s heart of gold, courage, and intense faith
-The mammas pride on Ghana Day
-My first kenkey meal
-Not knowing what I was eating for the first two months
-Pastor Pete saying "Funky"
-Mary just wanting to be hugged
-More kisses less time out
-Being called "Madam Sarah"
-Bra = come
-Et te say = How are you?
-E ye = I’m fine
-Madase = Thank you
-Never blinking
-Getting hugs everyday from little people that love me too much
-Obruni faces after playing with chalk
-Having so many sets of parents
-Hearing the kids say the ten commandments
-Holding Janet, Joanna, and Jennifer’s hands under the table
-Having so much love for a child it hurts... times 60!
-Being blessed and being able to recognize it
-Being thrown up on three times in one day
-Holding a grudge over 100 cedi
-"Just let it go girls" - Rob
-Never wanting to be the same again
-Stretchy t-roll
-Urinate= use the rest room
-"Eating your nose"- picking your nose
-Not knowing exactly when I became Ghanaian

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