1.20.2009

Sitting in the Sun is NOT a good idea

Ok, I gotta be honest: we went to this center for older adults (seemed more like a rec center. It wasn't a nursing home; no one stayed there, people just spent the day there) and got a chance to visit their facilities. Now. . .I thought the hospital we went to was bad. . .but this was just blatantly political in all the wrong ways. I think it would be best for me to refrain from some comments considering the fact that this blog is widely read around the world with dedicated follows from the academic and news fields (yeah ok). But I will say that opinions were obvious and questions were adamently ignored. What made the whole thing worse was the fact that we were sitting outside in the hot sun after lunch listening to a lecture.

That was just wrong.

As interesting as it was, I had a hard time concentrating. One thing that I did catch (during nap intersessions) was how the old are viewed and how the young are not taking the proper responsibilities of learning old customs and traditions. The person giving the lecture was fairly young himself but placed a large amount of blame on the younger generations. But, now this is just out of curiosity, what if there are not many old people left to teach the young? Or what if the older folks are not taking the initiative to pass down certain traditions? We cound count the number of older people we met; that is not to say there are no older people in Ghana. They way they were all at home. Who knows? But the onesided nature of the talk was a little. . . .offputting. I'm still trying to understand what was going on there. . .especially with the sun beating down and lulling me to sleep. I know. . .I'm bad. . .I can't help it.

Religion, Relaxing, Retiring

The best lecture we've had so far has been on religion in Ghana. I don't know if it was just the speaker or what. . . . yeah; it was him. He really just put everything into perspective and explained things very well. I think people were a little confused by the whole traditional medicine, herbalists, animism (I hate this word) and popular religion. The one thing that he said, which I think explains a lot about AFricans, is how people merge their indigenous (another word that . . . .yeah) beliefs with main stream religions such as Christianity and Islam. The breakdown he gave on the percentage of Christians, Muslims, etc was what the State department and other sites have given. The only difference was, according to the professor, was that they were all useless: everyone practices some type of traditional practice. He mentioned the fact that the more traditional practices, especially customs, were not being as widely practiced as before. Thats a shame. Again, what can be done? He also talked about disabilities and religion and how people believe if your child is born with a disability that the person probably did something wrong and was paying for it through their children. There's also the idea of witchcraft that is highly believed in. What does that remind you of?

One thing I should have mentioned was that the place we stayed in at Elmina was fab-u-lous. I'll just post pictures for you to see, but it was better than I had imagined. Mmm. Now I have to go back to Ghana and go back to Coconut Grove Resort just so I can get the full experience of the place. Dang!

Slave Castle

We traveled down to Elmina during the weekend to visit the Elmina Slave Castle and stayed at this fabulous beachfront resort called Coconut Grove. Now, I was going to write this really long piece about the slave castle. . .but I just can't do it. There is no way I can describe it except to say that it was just as bad as the slave house on Goree Island, for those of you who have been there. They, too, removed the chains and such, but you can still feel what happened. The smell inside the rooms still lingers and you can just feel. . . . . . . .everything. I think the US and other countries should finance a program where people of African ancestry can visit these places and learn more about their past. Its a form of reperations. I don't know. Will it help? Who knows. What I do know is that it was so painful to have to stand there and listen to how inhumane people were treated. People need to see it for themselves to understand. I can't explain it and doubt I could fully explain the magnitude of the suffering that went on in there. Plus feelings of hate, distrust, resentment, anger, sadness and disappointment have found their way inside and I still can't explain exactly what it was like being in there. I don't know if anyone can. I am, however, optimistic, if that makes any sense, and know coming to Ghana and visiting the castle was a good thing for the future. Thats all I have to say about that.

The Staging and Stars

Now. . . I'm trying to find the right words to explain what I saw the other day. Ok. So we went to two hospitals which were not too far from each other distance-wise, but were two extreme opposite points on a spectum. Ok, so the first place we went to was a mental hospital that was lacking in everything. First we had a nice powerpoint presentation and then was given a tour of some of the buildings. Key word here is 'some'. We had a chance to interview some patients in the rehab ward. Now, the guy that I talked to was this British kid (in his mid 20's I think) who really didn't have anything nice to say about his time there. But considering the fact that his father put him there, I can understand his distaste for the place.

We then were given a tour of the Occupational Therapy ward which seemed like it hadn't been used since my first birthday (yeah. . .we're talking 70's here). There were some woman in the courtyard dancing and playing music but that didn't last very long. And by the time we got to the area where they made benches, the was conveniently a bench that need to be put together with the help of the students (us). Now keep in mind that they knew we were coming.

They knew we were coming.

There's this show on Bravo (I think) called the Stagers. Its basically a reality tv show that follows stagers around. They basically go to a house thats up for sale and change all the furniture, decor and stuff to make the place look nice and welcoming for buyers.

They knew we were coming.

Now the other place we went to. . .when I say complete opposite. . .they had it all. Two pathologists, state of the art equipment, VVIP room(yeah. . .VV. . not one V but two V's). Both are owned by the same. . . .owner. Its a shame that a lot of developing countries seem to be able to provide for a very small few if and when they have the money. Its obvious that the material is there, there doctors are around, but the problem is allocation of funds and importance of priorities. . .and people. The more I think about it, it was kind of depressing. One minute we're in this place that really really is struggling just to survive and the next were at a place that has everything you need for any illness you have. I mean come on: VVIP room?

But on a lighter note, we got a chance to meet Emmanuel (from Emmanuel's Gift). He is something else. You know, after watching the documentary I thought he was amazing. But in person he's even better. I did not get a chance to talk to him personally, but I sat with his secretary and driving during dinner and they are hilarious. One thing I really noticed about all of them (even Emmanuel) is the sense of humor they have about everything. She planned on traveling with him in the next few months and was excited about getting out of Ghana and seeing the things Emmanuel had seen. She said she was really inspired by him and wanted to do something good. He is so sweet. He gave us each an autographed poster of himself with pictures of people he's met around the world including Oprah, Kofi Anan, and famous atheletes. I just don't know where I"m going to hang it.

Market Mommies

Now this is what I'm talking about!!!

Yesterday (01/07) was one of those days that I've been waiting for. We finally got to go to the market and I loved it! It was like I was back home. It was PACKED. There were people everywhere selling everything and nothing. But before I get into that, I need to comment on some health issues we discussed in class earlier.

So we had this woman come in from one of the University's to talk about family life and general health care in Ghana. She talked about the national health care system, the family structure in Ghana (nuclear, polygamous, and extended) and explained the make up of patrilineal and matrilineal lines. The first part of her talk was, for me, a little disappointing. I guess I'm using the wrong word, but the one thing that kind of bothered me was when she discussed polygamous families and kept it within the Muslim context. I had spoken to one of the staff about marriage and polygamy and was informed of the fact that many people (not just Muslims) practice polygamy in Ghana. It would have been nice to have heard this from her. It was interesting to hear about matrilineal families. I had seen this documentary on CNN International about a town in India where the women practice polygamy. Nice. I couldn't help but think about this when the professor talked about matrilineal societies. But I've digressed.

I'm still a little confused about the Nations Health Care Insurance. I don't know if it is free, or what. And it doesn't seem like everyone is for it. . .yet people have been mentioning it a lot. Another very interesting aspect of the professors discussion (regarding health in Ghana) was the increase in noncommunicalbe diseases such as cancer, hypertentions, and diabetes. She says this is because people are leading more of a sedentary lifestyle and mentioned the effects of urbanization and westernization. But malaria is still the highest cause of morbidiyt in the country. You know. . . .it is getting harder and harder for me to understand why malaria is still around. What's even funnier is the perception of malaria. In the states we see it as this terrible terrible disease that can kill you once you get it. However, if you have the flu its ok cause you just have to let it pass, sweat it out, or take some flu concotion that your grandmothers sisters husbands mother created. The flip side in some African countries: you get malaria? Eh. Its normal, everyone gets it. You get the flu? Oh, you are done for. Write you're will and say goodbye to everyone. Funny. I'm not trying to say that either is unimportant. My point is that the realities we live in vary greatly and what may seem like a huge problem in one part of the world is not necessarily the same some place else. I hope this makes sense. This needs to be addressed some how, I don't know.

So back to the market. It was fantastic. The assignment was to go into the market and interview people about their views on health and disabilities. This was a little hard, mainly because we had to build some type of rapport with people first and some of the questions were a little personal. I had a chance to talk to a woman who sold cloth. The hardest part was trying to stay focused on the questions and not look at the stuff I wanted to buy. I know. . .I can't help it. But she had some really nice stuff! Again, the place reminds me of Cameroon, especially Douala. I know I should not be making comparissons, but I can't help it. It all seems sooooo similar, even the way the market is set up: tight lanes; same products offered by different people all sitting together in a row; the smell of smoked fish, raw beef, and conch all mixed together. This is actuallly the first time I ever had to consider how a person with a disability would be able to find their way through a place like this. But people make do, no matter if they have a disabililty of not. And to top things off, entrepreneurs are EVERYWHERE. People will grab whatever they can, but it on a tray or on their heads and sell it. And I'm talking everyone: young, old, disabled. . .amazing.

Late as Usual

Hi Everyone!
I'm sorry for the delay with the posts. Although I"m posting these late, I had hand written some of my thoughts and impressions of Ghana but did not have a chance to get them all up before I left. So with that said, here's my two cents re Accra, Ghana, disabilities, and etc. Enjoy! I'll post pictures a little later. . .mainly cause I'm using a slow computer. . .but really cause I forgot my camera. But these types of things are expected of me, no?



Day 1 is finally over and it was looooonnnng. I felt a little bad cause I was not on the same flight with my other classmates and arrived pretty late. I missed the welcome lunch, but was able to make it to the orientation. And I have to say it was pretty painful because we were sitting outside and the air felt sooooo goood. It took so much to not just fall back and start snoring. If I stay here any longer I know for a fact that I won't get anything done. This weather is faaaantastic.

So far things are going well. We met some of the staff from NYU Ghana along with the director (who had on this really nice scarf. I was gonna steal it but thought I should at least wait a day before I go taking things) and had a chance to drive around the city. The inaugurations are coming up and people seem pretty excited about it. I thought it was funny that our first night we had dinner at an Ivorian restaurant. Which reminds me, Ghana really reminds me of Cameroon with the plantain trees, hilly streets, weather. . .but everyone speaks English here and aren't aggressive at all. But am I speaking to soon? Hmmmmm. One things for sure: the supermarkets are just as expensive. The prices are pretty wild. . .but I guess thats to be expected. Why? I don't know. Matter of fact, let me just state right now that I'm pretty clueless on a few things when it comes to Anglophone West Africa. I'm liking it so far, so we'll see how it goes. I just hope stomach issues don't arise. . .cause we all know what thats been like in the past (read previous posts and you'll understand)

Anyway, its been a looong and tiring day. Tomorrow we get to walk around and try to get to know I surroundings. I guarantee you I will get lost.

Laters!