Sometimes
Theresa Patrine Ennin
Sometimes I want to hide in bed and not go out
I want to go stay out and not go in
A see saw of decisions
A maelstrom of emotions newly born, striving for supremacy
Sometimes a song evokes tears of remembrance
A tune incites dancing
A war for dominance
Equal measure of elation and deflation
Wonder and dismay balanced on the edge of the heart
Below the precipice
This is a poem from a book I bought at the U of Ghana bookstore. It's a book of poetry by all Ghanaian poets. This poem is what caused me to by the book.
I am quite tired so I am going to give short quick updates.
I volunteered today at the school and taught the students how to count to 15 in French. It was fun, and they of course fed us volunteers again.
Last night, an exchange student from Canada had a nasty fall while jogging. She was jogging at night and fell into the "obruni trap". There are gutters along all of the roads that are about 8 inches wide and then at least a foot deep. She fell into one and, literally, got a whole in her leg. She wanted to put a band-aid on it and go, but I encouraged her to go the hospital. So two of us plus the injured student went to the hospital last night. She ended up getting a few stitches. I just want to thank my WFR for last night. I was able to help clean the wound and give her the reason she needed to get it taken care of properly.
My camera is almost fixed...
I love my geography classes! One is on soils and biogeography, the other is on arid lands. These classes take me back to NOLS. Thanks NOLS!!! ...or should I now say me da se pa papapapapapa (thank you very very very much in Twi).
I am headed to the Volta region this weekend!!!
Thank you all for the comments!!! I love you!!
