Thoughts before breakfast & my first trip to a school

GOALS:

• -        Become conversant in Twi or Gah. To be able to understand people when they talk to me. And give them satisfactory answers.
• -        To develop a connection with a seamstress (I must get whoever did Sheila’s sister’s blazer thing)
• -        Buy pretty things!
• -        Make a friends. Like an actual friend that I can keep up with over the years and link with when I return.
• -        I want to conquer this discomfort. The one that comes from being African-American in Africa with White women. It is a special kind of discomfort and far worse than being the only black face in an American class room. Here “volun-tourism” is a white thing. Schools, children, towns people are used to seeing white people come to help, but someone who looks like them yet cannot speak the language is a phenomena they have not yet had to unpack. I am a phenomena they have not yet to unpack. So that glances and stares are just surprise and confusion. Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself so I don’t think everybody hates me.
• -        Scouting husbands for my girls back home J J
• -        Learn AZONTO (I’m getting there. In fact Serge was so impressed with my dancing that he picked me up off the ground to celebrate)
• -        To be continuedddddddd

Getting dressed

Since people assume I am Ghanian I am absolutely terrified that dressing as I would in America may get me labeled as a whore. I haven’t seen very man young Ghanian girls so I have no gauge of what is culturally appropriate. I wore a tube top (free boobs!) yesterday and I just knew that in some local’s mind I was a little blonde haired gal “selling” (prostituting). The Girls said I’ll be fine. They said provocative is provocative but I shouldn’t have any extra worry and Jessye will tell me if she things anything is overtly inappropriate. Idk, I think I’m just gone wear as much clothing as weather permits to avoid any confusion.