How can you kill a tiger?

So I've got 26 mins on the computer and a lot to type about!  This will be my last blog entry until almost Christmas!  Tomorrow I head back to stay with my village family for the next 4 weeks.  I am very excited to return, though it has been fun here in Nkawkaw.

A few days, the group and I and the Fathers went to Boti Falls... I wish I could upload some pictures becuase they were beautiful! Two huge falls over the side of a cliff.  We had lunch there and walked in behind the falls.

Last night, we attended the welcome ceremony for the new nursing students.  It was quite possibly one of the strangest, yet most entertaining nights of my life.  I can't even begin to describe the dances, performances and dramas, but there was lots of hollering and chanting and meowing.

So I remembered to bring my journal this time and so I can write down things that came up duirng my last village stay.

The first has to do with gender roles.  My village family has a clear divide between who cooks and cleans (the women) and who farms.  I've been trying to help out with the cooking and cleaning but have thus far not been allowed.  Also, I only eat with the males in the family.  Only once have I've eaten with my village mom because I really pushed fo rus to eat as "family".  I'm finding it difficult not being able to lend a hand with things (because I like to cook and don't mind cleaning), and will try to get more done during my next stay.

The thing I miss most about being in the village is the conversations.  As an big extravert, I crave a lot of talking and interactions with others.  It's very tough with the language and cultural barriers to "get my fix" of deep convos. 

Something that struck me the other when talking to my village father, was that he only gets paid 3.20 Ghana Cedis a kilo for the cocoa he farms.  Now I've famred cocoa and its not easy work.  This is especially shocking to me becuase, prior to leaving, I went to by M+M's at the bulk barn, and I'm pretty sure in was over 8$/pound.  Think fair trace the next you buy chocolate.....

Finally, I live with a lot of goats.  It's pretty rad.  My village family laughs at me becuase I have given them all names, along with some backstories.  There's Billy, Mama, Obie, Eeyore, Obeebeeknee, and a few otehrs.  They wake me up in the morning with all there bahing.  Also, who knew that roosters like to crow all night long!!

Anyway, I've only got a few more minutes left here and I don't wanna use it all tlaking about goats.  The other day we were asked to describe Canada to a class of Nursing Students.  It filled me with great pride to talk about it.  I really miss home and I really love our country.  The students also asked us what the difference between us and the US was... we weren't sure how to answer!  So I said we were nicer. 

Well that's just about it for now... I added a couple photos to facebook, but can't add any here.  Instead, I'll leave you with a funny thing the Father said:

"With the emotion and passion, how can you kill a tiger?"  In reference to the sexual taboo of 'no sex in the bush'

Ahhh these fathers talk about sex more often than a lot of other people I know.  It's quite funny!

That's all for now, I hope this reaches everyone in high spirits and good health!!!

Peace and Love and I'll talk with you soon!

Cheers
Matty

PS 4 mins left so I gotta save without proofreading!