And Final Flashbacks to Bakua (my first school)

To begin with, a funny story...

Twice a day children would have to carry water to school from the nearest river.

Like everything else in Ghana, these small girls and boys carry the immense weight on their heads.

So I thought, "If they can do it, why can't I, a fully grown man?"

Well, I managed to suffer through about 20 feet, pose for this painful photo, and then gave up. How these children do it day in and day out, smiling the whole way...their back muscles are ridiculous!

And here are more general highlights:

Teaching.

Serious learning.

Blatant cheating.

This boy refused to button his shirt, ever.

Role-playing.

Who says learning can't be fun?

And just hanging out...

 

Lastly, here are a couple pictures of Macy from that past blog-post about her:

 

*courtesy, again, of Tony Hoare (www.tonyhoare.com)

Final Pics from Ho, Ghana

The mechanic shop in the compound where I stayed.

My host mother. She refused to go by any name other than "Mommy."

Sammy, the carpenter, building our new library. He happens also to be the local chief.

Library tables.

It's on its way! (well, we made a few trips)

Kid-friendly shelves.

Broader view.

The new sign post. Emblem design was selected through a student competition.

My surprise farewell ceremony put on by the local community. They dressed me up in special garb.

And decked me out with bracelets.

...and just generally went over-the-top.

Meat pies and malt soda. Mmmm... (thank you British colonialists for your culinary gifts)

No gathering in Ghana is complete without prayer.

My host mother and some awkwardly tall white guy who just went to Ghana on a whim and hung around for eight months!!