Quote of the day: “Laughter is the best medicine” – anonymous
Journal by: Katie Cannon
“Why obroni why?” seems to be the theme of this trip; including what we’ve passed on as normal- wearing the same 3 t-shirts everyday, washing our underwear nightly in the shower, contemplating if you’d ever wear this outfit at home, finally wearing tennis shoes for the first time, make-up... what’s that? Home is in the near future- and hair product will soon see our roots again.
As for Senchi Ferry our three-week journey has been slightly repetitive especially with this last week consisting of testing. Today, Julia and I got a break from our class as we watched Harriet take the floor and practice counting with the kids. Julia ended up getting hit in the face with a Frisbee- but this excitement doesn’t beat our 3-5 yr. olds unexpectedly calling our tube socks “condom socks” hours before. We later headed to help Nancy out with small groups after her kids finished their test on moral education. After getting a glance, my favorite question by far was “What type of song do mothers usually sing when cooking” – the selection of answers were as follows; a. gospel, b. pop music- and the others don’t matter, as you can see this was a ridiculous question to begin with.
Angie and Lisa rummaged through their photos that were mistakenly put on the computer by a student in the computer lab. Coincidently, with the help of Samuel, they discovered they’re both wanting to adopt the same kid, Oliver, and taking him back to America. Big thanks to Samuel who cleared that one up- at least they can share him since they both live in Nebraska.
Before lunch Esther threatened to steal a hat off a mans head for not providing her with a plastic bag. She’s feisty, we like her. Our favorite was served- Peanut soup, and this time we weren’t fooled by bless’ smile as we had discovered the day before that Milescent is the cook. She was a hidden ghost this whole time; discard any past journal entries about Bless’ cooking, and there are plenty of them. After lunch Bless and Esther showed us up with their balancing skills. They tossed and turned; ducked and dived, with boxes on their heads- we however, couldn’t walk one step. Angie blamed it on her moving scalp- Esther’s theory is that her head has become flattened from all the years of carrying things.
After the library Nancy headed to the Volta hotel to get some blogging done. Lisa and Angie read, cleaned, packed and relaxed as Julia and I headed to town to pick up candy for our kinders. There we saw the first obroni we’ve seen in Senchi besides our own group. He was just as surprised as we were, and the cashier at the store automatically assumed we were together. He seemed bewildered when we questioned him for making such accusations. The true excitement was just minutes before as we stepped out of the tro-tro. My skirt got caught on the seat; which threw my face forward and my skirt down to my knees. The entire tro-tro got a pale moonlight view of my butt, and as the man behind me generously helped me pull up my skirt, one woman yelled out “why obroni, why?” and thus we find the theme of this journal entry. Julia caught a glimpse of me on the floor, and within a millisecond, I was yelling at her to RUN. Dinner was the usual, rice- and through our experience of today we can’t wait for what tomorrow brings.
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