In Africa, there is always time.
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June 23rd, 2006 – by: silan
The flight went pretty smoothly, and I experienced my first show of Ghanaian pride as the flight attendant announced that Ghana had just beaten the Czech Republic in the World Cup. An eruption of cheers and smiles broke out among the passengers, and all was well. At least, all was well until we hit an air pocket and the plane dropped for a long 3-4 seconds.
When we landed we all gathered and climbed into a tro-tro and made our was as a group to the Beverly Hills Hotel, our accomodation for the night. Sounds glamourous right? Despite the steel bars on the window, it was a fine place to stay and included air conditioning! That night, I was actually cold and had trouble sleeping. Who would've thought that my first night in Africa, I'd be too cold?
We headed to Ho the next day to continue our orientation, settle into our rooms and get to know a bit of the town.
My placement at the Ho Regional Hospital in the Physiotherapy department started a few days later because the doctors were on strike when we arrived. After the first day, I joined Janelle at the Victoria Nursery School to help with the kids. The children in Ghana are amazingly beautiful and kind, and will warm your heart with one look. As soon as one sits in your lap, all the rest want to climb on. When you lift one up, they all want to be lifted up.
A few days later, it was announced by word of mouth that the industrial action was over and health workers were starting to come back to work today. 3 of us, hoping to work at the hospital didn't go for our placements that day; however, we did go to the Volta Regional Hospital and were given a tour of all the wards. There were 4 of us there (one was just coming along) and our names are Kristen, Christie, Rebecca and Silan, but to the woman taking us around and introducing us to the staff we were Christine, Christine ("2 Christines!" they would always say), Becky and Sarah.
The first few days went by pretty slowly, because in Africa, there is always time. "Relax... just relax" is what we heard countless times throughout the day. It's a way of life that we'll have to get used to after growing up in the fast-paced Western world. It's already been an amazing experience and the next seven weeks are bound to be just as great.
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