Dear
Friends and Family,
We made it home Tuesday afternoon after
missing our connecting flight from New York City to Albany on Monday
evening. The plane from Accra to JFK was almost two hours late
leaving Ghana on Monday. As a result we ended up staying at a
Ramada on Delta for the night. We considered driving home but
we were just too tired and figured it was not worth the few hours
that we would have gained. We knew that the hotel would have
hot, running water.
We mentioned that the school gave us each
Kente Cloth last week and that we had dropped Joan's off at a tailors
to be made into a suit type outfit. He had promised to have it
completed before we left. He did - just barely!! Vera
tried to call him several times on Sunday and could not get through.
She reached him in the evening and he said that he was "coming".
He had taken some medicine which made him sleep during the day.
We went to bed at 10 pm and he had not arrived. When we woke up
at 4 am to go the airport he was sleeping on the living room sofa.
Vera had let him in at 3 am!! The outfit and special delivery
cost us about $12.
We left our home in Akropong at
about 4:45 am to go to the airport. We wanted to avoid the
Accra morning traffic and succeeded in doing so. We arrived at
the airport after 6 and checked in very quickly for what was to be a
9:30 flight. We went back outside (we had not gone through
security yet) to say goodbye to Vera, the driver (Kobe), and a
student (Janet) who is now living with Vera. The four of us
were squeezed into the back seat as the front seat contained two of
our suitcases. It reminded us of the Field Trip. We
forgot to tell you that returning from the excursion, Harry had a
fourth grade boy sitting on his lap sleeping for most of the five
hours it took to get back to Akropong. The flight did not
depart Accra until about 11:30. The direct flight took about 12
hours.
We are happy to be home. Tuesday evening we went
out to dinner with Mark, Michelle, Ross, Samantha, and Ryan and had a
good time. Ryan was thrilled to see his favorite toy -
Grandma. We were at their house when he got off the bus after
school. Yesterday Joan picked up Michelle to take her to buy
her dress for her Senior Ball. It doesn't take long to be back
in the routine. Today Harry is going to go the the Koda retired
teachers luncheon. There is a Dinner Dance Saturday night at
SUNY Albany to celebrate Ghana's Independence Day so we plan to
attend that - contacts, contacts, contacts. Next Tuesday is a
Gowana teachers luncheon so will go to that too.
Thank
you for your letters and notes of support! Some have asked how
they can help and we have put you off until we arrived home. If
you wish to make a donation - and many of you already have - make out
a check to: Friends of Akuffo Tom School Complex and mail it to 23
Jennifer Road, Glenville, NY 12302. We are a tax deductible
charity. We are registering in Ghana so that they will be able
to import things - like books - without having to pay any duty.
I have the forms and will have our Board of Directors sign within the
next week. We are planning to create a website, a brochure and
perhaps a newsletter which will keep us all up to date on the
progress of the school.
Did we make a difference?
Time will tell; however, we are very pleased to report that the
school has replaced caning with alternative methods of discipline -
some old fashioned things like "I will do..." 500 times.
We left some material to help them. We noticed the
atmosphere was less tense. New teachers have to be
indoctrinated, but they are working on it. It's a process that
takes time. Our team teaching encouraged the teachers to try
working together, working across the curriculum and integrating other
subjects. The government of Ghana wants education reform and
rote learning is no longer the norm. We were observed often and
we had numerous discussions about methods and philosophy. They
are eager to learn and change.
We learned about living simply
- about caring for water - about being patient - about sharing and
showing love. We had a blast!!
Love and Prayers,
Harry
and Joan
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