SIGNS OF THE TIMES

Everyone who comes to Ghana notices the business signs along the side of the road.

That's because they are not like the signs in the US...  Boston House, Applebees,

Modern Hardware, D&W Foodstores, and so on.  Borrrrrriiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!

In Ghana they know 1) how to give their businesses fun names, and 2)

 how to bring their faith into their business.  When asked if naming their 

businesses with such Christian themes is a good idea, the question is met with

surprise.  Of course it's a good idea, because it shows you're honest and of 

good character.  The signs below are only a very small sample of the thousands 

of business signs you see all over Ghana.  Why thousands?  Because the businesses 

here tend to be quite small, so there need to be many of them.  

A great many of them have names like the ones you see below.

 Check them out and decide which business has a name that might 

be ready for the global market.

This is one of my favorites for some reason, though the haircut doesn't
really make you look like Jesus.  Maybe the influence of the haircut is spiritual.

Another favorite.  In the local language, "chop" means to eat.
Kenkey is a ball of carbs made of slightly fermented corn dough.

If you're in the condition this business' clients are in,
then believing is (or I suppose "was") a good thing.

Now we'll change our tune a little to show you some other fascinating signs.

The first one strikes me as just fun, or funny, or maybe even hilarious.

The next one, however, heads the other direction

into the realm of frightening.  It's worth remembering that not everyone

is literate in Ghana, which is why businesses must have pictures

of what they offer alongside the words.  Scroll back up

and you'll see that most of the signs have pictures of what is sold there.

I understand the prices are low.  Any takers????

Ok, this last one is not a sign; it's a t-shirt, but I just really liked the drawing,
as well as the importance of such an auspicious day.  It's very Christian too.
Perhaps it is not a literal reading of Deuteronomy 23:12,
but it is surely consistent with it.

BUT NO ELEPHANTS...

Grandma Tildy had no interest in elephants, but we sure did.

It was our fondest hope that our northern trip would conclude with some

close encounters with real live, wild elephants.  So we went to 

Mole (Molay) national park, where, we were told, the elephants roam freely,

along with many other African animals.

And so we went, with hopes sky high...

We started out with a crocodile,

some affectionate baboons,

bushbucks,

warthogs (doesn't this one just look like a lady?),

and kobs, but all we could find of the elephants were

their footprints...

they make big footprints.

On our disappointed way out of Mole Park, we stopped to see one of the oldest
mosques in Sub-Saharan Africa.  This mosque was built in the 1400s, before John Calvin was even born.

Who can resist a picture of twins?

We concluded our trip with a visit to the bead making place we missed on the first day (we passed
it right by and didn't notice until it was too late).  These beads are made out of bauxite,
the raw material for aluminum.  Here's what it looks like when it starts.  Not too impressive.

But if you chop the stones into smaller pieces,

drill holes in them,

string them up,

and sand them on a grinding stone,....

well, they're still not very impressive.  But hey, they are round and they have holes in them.  If you're shooting
for that natural, earthy look, then bauxite beads are for you.

And so ended our northern trip.  We tried out kente cloth weaving, 

stamped adinkra symbols onto traditional cloth, met with farmers, both men and women, 

talked with a village savings group, watched the process of shea butter making, 

danced and sang with children in a rural school, drank fermented pito at another village,

visited a drip irrigation project, watched young women as they learned to sew

on cement bags before moving on to real cloth, wandered into Burkina Faso, practiced

making bauxite beads, saw some cool African animals, 

and rode on the back of a crocodile.  

But no elephants...

Still, it was a very good trip!!!!

ALL THE WAY TO BURKINA FASO

Below is a partial record of two days from our northern trip.
On day one, we played the tourist role.  First, a village that paints its houses
in a traditional style.  Second, a visit to the border with Burkina Faso.  We all
get to count one more country on our "countries visited" list.  Third, we got
suckered into visiting the Chief's crocodile pond.  They took way took way too much
money from us, and in return we got to stand  next to a 90 year old croc. Finally,
we visited the Roman Catholic mission in Navrongo, which was impressive.

Day two was spent entirely with World Vision.  We visited a community
where WV works and then checked out a drip irrigation project WV is pioneering
with a group of farmers.

Notice the larger pictures.

Here is the style in which they paint village homes.   Our experience at this center, plus
our other "tourist" activities today led us to conclude that
we like visiting communities with NGO representatives more than doing
tourist stuff.  At this place in Sirigu we paid $1.50 for the "tour."
To avoid sounding negative, I'll just say the tour, which consisted mostly of
showing us to the gift shop, could use a little sprucing up.

On the border of Burkina Faso.  Border guards were casual on both sides. They allowed us
to walk 1/2 kilometer down the road in Burkina Faso.  We could have gone further, no problem.
Immediately upon passing the border, we heard a lot of French, the official language.
Crossing back over to the Ghana side, we recorded our visit in front of the sign.

Walk 200 meters back through "no man's land," and we were at the "Welcome to Ghana"
sign.  Not having found such a big and beautiful sign at the airport in August, we
thought it appropriate to mug for a group shot here.  Notice the handsome old dude
in the back row on the left.

Here's the 90-year old crocodile we paid $80 to see.  As we approached the mud puddle
where he was resting, grandpa croc ambled up onto the shore. I'm sure he's done it a thousand
times. Why? because after he lets people sit with him like this, they throw him a month
old live chicken, which he snarfs right up. I'm sure that's a lot easier for him than
wasting his energy in taking down Krista.

The northern region of Ghana is heavily Muslim.  But not Navrongo, where Roman
Catholic missionaries from Europe came a little over 100 years ago.  They built this
church on a large estate (given them by the chief) that includes schools, a grotto
and many other support buildings.
The town converted and is now completely catholic.  A few years ago they
built a more modern and larger church a short distance away.
It is filled to capacity for several masses every Sunday.  

On the morning of day two we visited this community where World Vision works.
Six students met with the community bank group, six met with the water and sanitation
committee, and six women met with this women's support group.  They
engaged in frank conversation about marriage, husbands, children and their need for
each other.  Some of these women are married to the same man.  Our girls
said this conversation was one of the highlights of the whole semester.

The compound of one of the progressive men in the community.  The small hut in the
center-right is home to a family of rabbits.  There is an improved latrine (not visible)
to the back left.  Each wife has her own hut.  

Paola found herself cradling a newborn at the side of a proud mom.  

Walking from one event to another.  What I want you to see here is that every
student has two kids in tow.  Walk a few steps in a village like this and you almost
immediately have a child reaching out for your hand.  Different languages don't allow
us to talk together, but the children smile a lot and seem happy simply to hold your hand.
 If one "obruni" (white person) is already taken, the kids quickly move on to the next.
This happened in every community we visited.

I guess we know who this youngster would vote for if he could. They polled people
the world over and in almost every nation Obama would win in a landslide.  I believe
the nations where this isn't true are Pakistan, Israel, and of course the US.

The drip irrigation system WV is pioneering with local farmers.  Before this innovation,
the men migrated during dry season to find day labor.  But if this system works
then they'll be able to farm in the dry season too.
Both men and women farm in northern Ghana, but they don't work together.
Men and women farm their own separate plots.  Tomatoes will be going in here soon.
Can you see the drips glistening in the sun?
That's rice in the background, about ready for harvesting.  Tomatoes will go in there too.

This woman is collecting water for home use at one of the pumping stations on top of the dam.
The dam also feeds the drip irrigation system.  In the US we expect clean water to flow
from the tap.  In rural Ghana, women and children must carry water to their homes from
a common source.  This source is an especially good one.

And finally,a group picture with all the farmers and whoever else happened to
be interested in the proceedings.