Saturday 8thOctober
This morning we explore the village and see how our
sponsors’ money is being spent. Our route throughout the week has taken us
through small towns and villages, where life is basic. Adobe huts provide shelter but little else
that we take for granted in our own homes – including electricity and
plumbing. Even the settlement villages
around Lake Volta that were purpose built in the 1960s, when the river was dammed
to form the lake and generate hydro electric power, created only concrete
replicas of the villagers’ former adobe dwellings, with no basic
facilities. This is a fertile area. Crops grow well and small animals thrive, I
spend much time cooing over baby lambs, kids and piglets as we travel around. No-one
starves, but it seems that pretty much everyone lives at a subsistence
level. And despite the obvious
dedication, enthusiasm and inspiration of the young head teacher at the SDA
Junior High School we visit, I leave unconvinced that education alone will
solve Africa’s problems.
Gladys, Belinda, and Christopher, the school children who
accompany us on our tour of the village may have been handpicked as the
brightest and the best, and they prove attentive and informative. Gladys also insists on carrying my bag the
entire day, and takes my hand to lead me down the steep slope to the Butuase
Waterfall. She is very kind and from a
hardworking family. Her father farms and
her mother sells the produce from a stall, while the children help with
household chores before and after school.
I didn’t see their house, but am told it is one of the 30% in the
village with piped water. Gladys had
also been to the city, as her grandfather lives in Accra and her eldest brother now works there.
She would like to work in a bank when she finishes her education. Will she
succeed? Education and health are
priorities for Friends of Tafo, so let’s hope so.
We cycled to raise money for clean water. This will not be piped into homes, but must
be collected from wells around the village.
The first well is finished and I had a go at pumping water – it was very
easy and the water is filtered ground water that is safe to drink. But the villagers still have to collect water
for their daily use – around 10 buckets a day for a family. We are helping to raise standards, but it is
a slow process and the day when everyone has piped water and flushing toilets
seems far, far away in a village where some still wash clothes and themselves
in the river. And our own enforced use
of bucket water was a salutary lesson in life without western sanitation.
Despite the hardship, there is joy today too. Tim, KM and I address the congregation of
Seventh Day Adventists who sit proudly welcoming in their church best clothes. The
High School football team – regional finalists last year – proved too tough a
match for our scratch team of middle-aged cyclists who did well to hold the
score at 2:1. And we finally got to hear
the Royal College of Music choir, and join in with their rehearsal, a definite high point of our time
Tafo, followed by the presentation of our commemorative handwoven sashes and
handcrafted medals.
2 comments:
I thought we lost 3-1. Ssshhh !
Ijaku looked after us along with Christopher, Belinda and Gladys. He carried Humphrey's bag so he knew who was important!
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