Wow, it’s been a while since I last updated and a lot has happened in the past week and a half! I’ll start with our trip to Akropong and the Akrofi-Christaller Institute, then talk about the Homoa Festival in the Ga District, and then I can talk about finally starting classes!!
We visited the Akrofi-Christaller Institute for three days last week, and it was amazing! The drive from campus to ACI is about 45km, which takes about an hour or so. We drove up a toll highway through the mountains, winding in, out, and around beautiful, lush, green hills. It was absolutely stunning! Every once in a while, the trees would thin out quite substantially to allow for a view of all Accra. It was quite something. When we arrived at the Institute, I was pleasantly surprised by how refreshing and quiet it was. The Institute was actually built around a 19th century monastery (not 16th, but still really cool!). It was founded as a school of theology for students who wanted to study theology in a particular culture. Now, it is a graduate school and a school of continuing education for pastors where the students study theology, mission, and culture. Each student does their studying, reading, assignments, and thesis in their own language, because the Institute believes that theology should be done in one’s own language. It sort of goes against what many early missionaries came to Africa to do. Instead of the idea that English is the language of civilized people, and Africans must become civilized and do Chrisitanity the Western way, the Institute wants to do theology and worship rooted in one’s own culture. I found it fascinating on top of being very peaceful. We have the opportunity to visit ACI on our free weekends, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to go up whenever I can!
After we left ACI, we visited Boti Falls, Akaa Falls, the Umbrella Rock, and a three-trunked palm tree. The hike to the Umbrella Rock was similar to the hike to the Stawamus Chief, although much shorter. We paid 50 pesewas (about 35 cents) to climb up to the top, and the view was quite something. We hiked through a small village, and through a graveyard to get to the palm tree, which was kind of cool. We hiked back down the mountain, and then went to Boti Falls in the middle of a torrential downpour. Although we are at the tail end of the rainy season, it has not been very warm, and we’ve experienced quite a bit of rain. The falls were beautiful, but I liked the Akaa falls better, which were further up the river. They were just cascading down the rocks, with some pools at the bottom. We got to go swimming in them (don’t worry mom and dad, we asked about 6 different guides if it was safe, and you have to admit this water was far from stagnant!)! The water was a pleasant temperature, and it honestly felt like I was swimming in a tropical paradise. It was absolutely exhilarating!
The next day, we went to the Homoa Festival in Amassaman in the Ga District. The Homoa Festival celebrates the first fruits of the harvest. We came early so that we could observe the preparations. We were invited into the chief’s palace, and we got to help pound popoi, which is a mixture of corn, yams, and cassava (I think). Apparently I was quite good at it, and this time I managed to keep the mortar upright (or is it the pestle? I’ve never bothered identifying which one was which!). We got to sit in the government officials tent, which was right next to the tent for the chiefs and the mayors. We got to watch a dance troupe, and people drumming. When the big chiefs came in, they were sitting in chairs in the shape of lions which were being carried on the heads of other people. They were sort of danced around with for a few minutes before being set down on the red carpet to walk to their seats of honour. Then, the vice-president of Ghana came and said a few words. A lot of these festivals and ceremonies revolve around certain rituals like handshaking. Every dignitary shook hands with every other dignitary, and the vice-president of Ghana even shook hands with David! After the ceremony, we were invited to the mayor’s house for dinner. There were a number or dignitaries there, as well as a large portion of the police force. It was quite an interesting sight to see police officers drinking in uniform. The party was quite fun though, and the mayor wants to have us back for another gathering or even a cruise on Lake Volta!
We finally started class on Monday. I like having a schedule again, even if it is very relaxed. Our classes are spread out between 8:30 and 5:30 from Monday to Thursday with long breaks (we have 2 hours for lunch!) in between. We start with Cultures and Ethics of Development on Monday morning, followed by a guest lecture in Peoples and Cultures, and we end with West African Literature. Our lit prof is hilarious! He did his PhD in Norway, and he’s full of very subtle humour. I think it’s going to be a very enjoyable class. One Tuesdays, we don’t start until 10:30, and then we have African Politics and Development, followed by Twi, and then African Drumming and Dance. Right now, the professor who was supposed to teach us politics is in South Africa. He only told us this last week, so we’ve been scrambling to find another professor. We managed to procure one from somewhere, but he decided not to start this week yet. So, we have the luxury of sleeping in until 12:30 on Thursdays. Our Twi professor is quite intimidating, but he’s really nice. He expects us to listen to his every word, and he demands a lot of respect. I have also been made class prefect, a job I volunteered for because it makes me feel like Percy Weasley! I have to erase the board and hand out things to the class on occasion. I just like that I get to be called a prefect...I think someone should buy me a new owl J Twi is a lot of fun to learn, especially because our course is more practical than comprehensive. We’ve already been able to use quite a few phrases in the market, which makes the vendors grin and often give us ‘dashes’, or little gifts of extra food. Our drumming and dance class is quite a work out. We didn’t even do very much on Tuesday, but since it’s so hot and humid, you get pretty sweaty pretty quick. We learned a greeting song and dance on Tuesday, and today we’re supposed to learn drumming. I’m quite excited about it. Right now I’m sitting in the Calvin classroom in the Institute of African Studies, using our brand-new wireless router, which makes it very convenient to access the internet (finally...but that doesn’t mean it’s actually fast L). It’s a bit of a hassle to lug my computer halfway across campus, but the internet here is much better than the internet at the cafe at ISH. We have about an hour left before the last class of our first week, which is drumming. Tomorrow, we’re going to go visit the Calvin Village in the Ga District where we can volunteer periodically throughout the semester. Being here is far from relaxing, and we’ve been going two weeks without stop, but it is so incredibly exhilarating and mind-boggling being here and I can’t wait to see what happens next!