Aloysious and Abby Luswata founded the Adonai Center for Child Development in 2005 and they were the lovely host family to our 2013 GROW trip team. Exceedingly kind and humble people, they are a well-respected family in Namugoga. Meet the Luswatas and their beautiful children.
This past week we traveled to Ada to help another organization, Ghana Outlook, construct a school. Similar in its model to GlobeMed, Ghana Outlook is partnered with the Cheshire Fire Cadets from Britain. This year the organization raised over $80,000- quite an amazing feat! Over the span of 18 months the high school (“secondary school”) aged Cadets did every fundraiser imaginable, from climbing the highest peaks in Wales, Britain and Scotland in a 24 hour period to sailing around a lake in a fairy costume.
Surely the physical construction of the school was comparatively simple. Ghana Outlook has built several other schools in Ghana and as a rule the community constructs the roof to establish ownership of each one. However, there was little doubt that the building was a collaborative effort, as women and children of the village showed us how to carry on our heads buckets of the red dirt men dug to be laid as the base of concrete floors. Nationality and organizational affiliation made little difference as we all painted the school yellow and brown and gathered around a bowl of banku and okra soup for lunch. The final product was the largest school Ghana Outlook has ever created.
On the way back home (you can’t spell home without Ho) we stopped at Adaklu, a village where the Cheshire Fire Cadets had built a school previously. Since it was a Sunday, we visited the local church where we were greeted with warm smiles and song. Afterwards we toured the school, which included a computer room and library, and the Cadets donated school supplies and soccer (“football”) equipment.
Our final adventure together was a trek up the massive Mount Adaklu. I’ve seen this mountain every day on my way back from the HOPE Center, but never did I imagine it would be so tricky to climb. What started as a gentle ascent grew progressively harder until it ended in a rope climb up what seemed an 80 degree slope! Truth be told, I was rescued on the treacherous descent by a group of local seven year olds that held my hand the entire way down. Although I have never been so dirty and utterly worn out, I couldn’t help to smile at the sense of accomplishment we all shared.
This past Friday we took part in a cooking demonstration at the HOPE Center. It’s meant to show women that are part of the nutrition program how to incorporate soybean powder into everyday dishes they cook at home. The staff also gave tips on how to make a meal healthier using local produce. As Nurse Love pointed out, why advise mothers to purchase expensive imported apples when pawpaw (papaya) and pineapple are readily available at the local market?
GHS Nutrition Officer Rita explained to me that it’s hard for many to obtain enough protein because the price of meat is high. However, a piece of fish can cost as little as 50 peswas (approximately 30 cents in US currency). She added smoked anchovies and a tablespoon of the soya powder to the okra soup, to be served with banku. She encouraged mothers to cook palm nut soup and palaver sauce with green leaves since they are a good source of iron and other vitamins.
Indeed, the demonstration did not just center on protein, but focused on the importance of a balanced and complete diet. Rita described and provided examples of the major food groups- fats (palm oil), carbohydrates (banku, akple, fufu, yam, cassava, brown rice), protein (fish, meat, eggs, beans), fruit (pawpaw, pineapple, mango, plantain), and vegetables (green leaves, spinach, onion, okra, arguably tomato). And the mothers weren’t the only ones learning- I can now explain that banku consists of cassava, while fufu is a mixture of fermented corn and plantain and akple is a lighter stable, consisting mainly of unfermented corn. Naturally, yam slices (my personal favorite!) are never served with a slimy dish such as okra soup, but is delicious with palaver sauce.
The best part of a demonstration is that it’s interactive- both in the preparation and consumption! The mothers did most of the cooking themselves, from stirring the cassava and water into banku to grinding the hot peppers, garlic and tomatoes together for a spicy stew. In the end, a modest supply of groceries were transformed into a feast for about 15 mothers and their children, not to mention the HOPE Center staff and volunteers. Perhaps most rewarding was watching a three year old child that three weeks ago could barely sit up due to malnutrition now eat a banana and play with his brother. Truly food brings a community together.
This Sunday we had the special honor of attending Nurse Love’s church, Holy Spirit Church. Since the chapel is located on top of a five story school building, it offers quite a fantastic view of the communities surrounding Ho. I’m not particularly religious, but as someone of Irish Catholic heritage that attends the occasional funeral or wedding I thought I had some idea of what morning mass would be like. Not quite.
Truth be told, the service was a lot longer than expected. We woke up at 6 AM to walk to the church before the mass started at 7:30. After we finally left at 11:30 AM, it dawned on me why virtually everything is closed on Sundays- church is an all day affair.
Still, the service was very enjoyable. I lost track of how many songs the entire congregation jubilantly sang. The lyrics and readings constantly switched between English and Ewe, the local dialect, just as the congregation was a mix of people wearing modern Western style dress or the colorfully patterned full length skirts and blouses with cloth draped over the shoulder.
After starting with incense and music, the reverend read a few passages in English and Ewe and delivered a sermon about how wisdom is greater than wealth or knowledge- indeed, it is one of the greatest gifts one can receive. Various members of the church also spoke, their speeches punctuated by the occasional “Amen!” from the laymen or even a song and dance. At one point some members brought baskets of bread, fruit and banku and we all danced down the aisles.
It was pretty obvious that we were visitors, but the welcoming aura of community was overwhelming. Indeed, towards the end of the ceremony new members and visitors were specifically welcomed twice, and afterwards we were greeted by the church president. Part of the service involves turning to all your neighbors and giving them a handshake.
After being here for a month, it is somewhat of a mystery why the plane here had so many missionaries. Christianity, both Catholic and Protestant, is everywhere and plays a central role in the culture and community life of Ho. At the same time, diversity is welcomed and we’ve been accepted regardless of our differences in faith. In any case, I was sure to get my measurements taken by a tailor so that I could get my own African style Sunday best.
Although the fresh pineapples are delicious, the palm trees inviting, and the weather warm, the best part of the GROW trip continues to be getting to know the dynamic personalities behind the HOPE Center. At long last, I am able to put a face on the newest member to our partnership, Head Nurse Perfect Titiati.
Although she was very busy preparing a series of two day workshops on recent developments in malaria treatments, she still greeted Parul and I on our first day with a warm “You’re Welcome.” A few days later, Parul and I attended the malaria workshop (a strong reminder for me to take my mefloquine!) where Sister Perfect introduced about 30 healthworkers to the topic and lead group discussions. She asked us to introduce ourselves and declare our main value. When one woman stated laughter Nurse Perfect mused, “Laughter? A value should guide us in all our thoughts and actions. It gives us direction. Tell me sister, do you laugh at a funeral?” Similarly, when one woman offered reading as a value, Sister Perfect quipped, “Do you read at a funeral?” The more I listened to her the more I was struck by her effortless blend of humor and wisdom into moments I’m sure will stick with me for years to come.
And what was Sister Perfect’s core value? As she humbly stated, hard work. Upon greeting Deepa and Neha she expressed her enthusiasm in meeting with us in the next few weeks to lay the groundwork for the future of our partnership. Through Nurse Perfect’s guidance and dedication to excellence, I’m sure the bond between GlobeMed and Ghana Health Services will be stronger than ever.
To all our US friends, Happy Fourth of July! True, this year I may not have been able to chow down on hot dogs while almost blasting off my fingers using contraband fireworks, but instead I was fortunate enough to instead celebrate a sort of Ghanaian equivalent- Republic Day.
July 1st commemorates the 51st anniversary of when Ghana declared in 1960 that it was a republic under the Commonwealth of Britain. The Ashanti people resisted British policies throughout Ghana’s entire history of colonial rule, but the drive for independence intensified after World War II. Osagyefo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, one among many leaders calling for “self government now,” was instrumental in the negotiations with Britain that enabled Ghana to be the first sub-Saharan African country to become a republic. He then became the country’s first prime minister.
Because the nation is relatively young, many hold banquets to honor the hard work seniors have contributed towards Ghana’s independence from Britain. In addition, children have the day off from school and many do not have work. It is a day to celebrate Ghana’s past achievements while reflecting on its goals for the future.
But most of all, Republic Day is a day to have fun. How did I celebrate Republic Day? Naturally, by going to a (very crowded) beach on Lake Volta to dance the day away.
After months of preparation and a twelve hour plane flight, we finally made it to Ghana! Driving us from Accra to Ho on the red dirt roads through lush greenery, Joseph Achana, the cofounder of the HOPE Center and Rotarian, described Ghanaian politics as he pointed out the monkey sanctuary, Volta Lake, and the bridge connecting the Eastern and Volta Regions.
On our first day working at the center we helped Nurse Beauty with the Child Welfare Clinic (CWC). We traveled to a local village, where women had gathered with their children at the home of the community opinion leader. We recorded the weight of the children and compared it to the weights of other children in their age group (yes, Z-scores have some relevance in the real world). Nurse Beauty then administered vitamin A supplements and necessary vaccinations. Each village is visited once a month so that the children’s’ weights can be continually monitored for up to five years.
Back at the Center, Nurse Love tests the majority of the patients for malaria. After patiently listening to one woman describe her symptoms in Ewe and diagnosing malaria using a rapid test, she explained that the bitter taste the patient described was a dead giveaway. However, the disease is extremely common, and so even when children arrive with less telltale symptoms such as fever or diarrhea, malaria tests are generally administered.
In short, we’re in one piece, we’re a little culture-shocked but doing well, we’re fascinated by the HOPE Center, and our voucher at this Internet café is about to expire, so we’ll see you soon!
The chapter recently had our bake sale fundraiser, where we raised over $200 to support outreach programs at the H.O.P.E Center. For an afternoon, customers came to enjoy a variety of delicious treats, as well as to purchase a variety of homemade crafts including coffee sleeves, coasters, and unique jewelry. More craft items can also be found on our Etsy page: GlobeMed Goods
Stay tuned for future fundraising events…
Our second annual Global Marketplace is coming up in less than a week on Tuesday, October 19. This is going to be an amazing event, not only because it’s a great opportunity for some low-budget shopping while raising money for the H.O.P.E. Centre, but also because the way clothes are bought, made, and disposed of is an important public health issue. It is important to reassess our relationship with the goods we purchase. Compassionate, informed consumerism can turn each purchase you make into an act of political expression. Follow the presentation to learn more about the kinds of questions you should be asking as you go through the life of a shirt.–KATIE SMILEY