Mutterings June 19, 2010

business trainees on way to school..6 plus the driver :) yes, those are knees you see in the back

Kente cloth weaver

So today we started the Ewe training…yeah, it’s a challenge.

Tonight my dad and brother Robert stared the drilling: will you stay in Ghana after your service? Do you like it here? How old are you? Will you marry an African man while you are here? My response is the usual, “I don’t know if I will marry anyone.” This is not well received. But my favorite reaction was, “So you do not want to give birth?” To my great surprise I was able to keep a straight face and make it through the firing squad. FYI, mom and dad (American mom and dad, that is), I told my brother Robert (who I am pretty sure is the intended African husband) that he can come and stay with you. He wants to come to America. Please cook him mashed potato salad and BBQ.

Tomorrow I am going to church with my family…church is three hours long. I am going to be saved.

My family has asked me to cook them dinner next Sunday since I will have the whole day off. (I had school all day today, Saturday, that is 8 to 5…seriously?? And I have 2 hours of school tomorrow. I have not had time to do any laundry (by hand and wait for the sun to dry it), go to the market or anything…training=not fun). I am planning on making garlic mashed potatoes, green beans, and maybe fried chicken??? Or I could do a pasta…I dunno. Whatever I make is not going to have a tomato sauce…as that is what I eat everyday. Olive oil is expensive over here; it’s all palm oil…lots of it...it is also red…red is coming out my ears!! And everywhere else, too.


That is pretty much all for now.


Fie (goodnight in Ewe; pronounced fea, long e, long a),

j