This is it folks; almost the end.
Thursday we relaxed. We had had a busy few days and we
decided to just chill at home for the day. It was weird to not have any plans
or anything to plan for!
Petra went to Kujo’s wife’s to fix her dress that didn’t fit
and I walked to town and talked with Smart at his work for a couple hours. We
actually had a really interesting conversation. We talked about husbands and
wives in Ghana. We talked about whether it is common for men to have more than
one wife here, how often men get away with abusing their wives here, and how it
can be culturally accepted sometimes to beat your children. I asked him his
views on that and we talked about what it would be like for people with different
cultures to get married; how Ghanaian culture works after you get married. It was
really interesting!
Auntie Joe said that I shouldn’t marry a Ghanaian man
because they might come to Canada with me but have a wife and kids back home on
the side...haha, thanks Auntie Joe.
Friday we went to Accra. If we don’t see them on our very
last day, this will be the last time we see the Biney’s. We got there late in
the afternoon and it was so much fun to see the boys again. Michael hugged me
right away; I’ve missed him a lot!
All the neighbour kids were in the compound and we spent a
while outside learning to dance Azonto. The one boy, Junior, is really good at
it so the kids all call him the “Azonto Master” but Michael is really bad so
they call him the “Azonto Killer” haha.
Then Kwadwo and Michael took their bath and we all watched
Madagascar 2. I fell asleep cuddling Michael. I was exhausted! I forgot what it
was like living in a small house with 15 people in it again. Very tiring.
The little kids spent an hour fighting about who had
girlfriends/boyfriends and trying to figure out their names. Then they started
getting embarrassed and started beating each other up. It was funny. They would whisper the name of who they liked
and then get angry at whoever repeated it. Oh to be young again...
We didn’t have water this weekend; makes me thankful for
Asamankese. I’d much rather have power outages than be out of water!
We fell asleep to the sound of planes in the sky taking off.
That’ll be us in a week from today. One week, Saturday May 5th at
9pm out plane takes off from Accra. Where has the time gone!?
Tomorrow is our last day alone and we will go to Auntie Joe’s
church for the last time. Monday morning we are meeting the new interns at the
airport and we will have a full house...and have to babysit for a week. It will
be busy and it will go fast. I will be home before I know it; I’ll be starting
my crazy, busy summer and I will definitely miss the relaxing schedule of
Africa.
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