It feels like I’ve been sucked into a blackhole where time has entirely come to a halt. It takes 10-15 minutes to load one page and I’m using a fellow volunteer’s computer (she has this awesome internet stick that allows internet access anywhere you are)…. otherwise the closest internet cafe is 45 minutes away. In a nutshell, I arrived in Ghana on Friday at 10:30 p.m., slept for 2 hours at a volunteer house with 20 other girls, and was taken to my orphanage placement the next morning. It’s incredibly rural and the power was out all day yesterday. This is the second morning I’ve been startled by the roosters’ at 4 a.m. Epiphany: I would make a terrible farm girl. We take bucket showers and hand wash laundry of course. I’m sharing a small room with bunk beds with 3 other girls. The children (30 of them, the majority under the age of 6) are absolutely wonderful – they don’t speak any English so communication is a bit of a challenge but hugs, love, and smiles are universal. They call me obruni, which is Twi for foreigner. I’ll write more when circumstances permit. I’m safe and appreciate the thoughts and prayers.
In the spirit of empowering others,
Tasha
WE are so proud of You***You are in our thoughts and prayers always* ~ always! Love* Love* Love* You!!!
Many prayers are sent to you and the children. Your experiences will be life changing and the memories treasured throughout your lifetime. I'm proud of you, volunteering in such a remote place, and helping the children. I anxiously await to hear all about your travels upon your return.
Love eternal,
Mom