Thursday, September 4, 2008

IST 2

Last week, the 2007 group of Environment volunteers met in Kumasi for a second "in service training." Gray and I composed the agenda for the meeting and had it approved for funding by PC administration. For the most part, it allowed our group to meet again and discuss any projects/ideas that have come up since March. In the past, IST 2 meetings have been predominantly negative and are spent bashing Peace Corps more than providing productive feedback.

Our meeting was great. At first most volunteers were talking about how little it felt like they had accomplished during the first year. As time went on and all volunteers shared similar stories, it made each of us realize that we're dealing with a lot of cultural difficulties yet getting a good deal done in addition to the hardships.

I have new ideas for projects and really feel like I have to get on the ball if I'm going to see any of them come to fruition.

Gray accompanied me on my way south as he had to visit the medical office. We had a good 4 hour conversation about our time in Ghana, our time leading up to Peace Corps and more. We talked about deciding to join the Peace Corps, we agreed that we couldn't think of our lives without this experience etc. We talked about how much more free and liberated we felt after havind done something like this. As we talked about how much a 9-5 job can really restrain you, we pulled to an intersection and saw two dead bodies lying in the road. While stopped at the intersection, the angle didn't provide an appropriate angle and we weren't sure what we were looking at. Dead sheep, dogs and goats aren't uncommon and we crossed our fingers that our eyes were deceiving us.

As we crossed the intersection, we saw that it wasn't one sheep in the road but that there were two dead bodies laying there with twenty or more Ghanaians standing on the median talking. Nobody was tending the the bodies and nothing was used to cover them. Neither Gray nor I had seen a dead body while in Ghana and we were shocked. Another volunteer from our group saw a young boy hit by a truck during the volunteers first month at site. The boy was torn to pieces what remained landed at the volunteers feet. That volunteer is still in Ghana.

As much as our service is about helping our communities and teaching Ghanains about American culture, just as much is based on exposure to Ghana and life in a developing country.

The two men in the road may have been hit by a car and they may have been beaten after trying to rob a car, I'll never know. Either way, it was a shocking experience and is emblazened in my mind.

2 comments:

Hands Full said...

Wow Ira. This blog is such a gift to all of us wherever we are. You do a really great job of juxtaposing thoughts of everyday life in the US and then following that with powerful, horrifying or beautiful images and stories that pretty much blow the rest of the conversation out of the water. I feel so lucky to live this experience with you, even from far far away.

Billy Moore said...

Hey Ira. Been tracking your progress. Often think of January in Accra when you and Travis were new to it all. Look at you now, a grizzled old PC Ghana vet with a year in country and a story for every Star Beer. Amazing transformation isn't it.
Please send me your email address mine is wmoore@wvwm.com. I still have those business cards for "my driver" cudjo that I would like to deliver to him.
Please have a Star and an egg sandwich at some random spot for me and pour libation.