<bgsound src="http://www.hddweb.com/81601/01_Times_Like_These_(Live).mp3" loop=infinite> Ghana Adventure: weekend report

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

 

weekend report

so last week i got my first 1-5-1 call,
which is when the receptionist gets on the overhead intercom and says "so-and-so, please dial 1-5-1." generally it means that someone from home has called the ship...i was a bit nervous because i couldn't imagine why my parents would be calling me when they knew i would be calling them the next day...unless something bad had happened. so i nervously picked up the phone and heard..."jennnnnnnnn! i'm in accra!" it was kojo, one of my medical school classmates who is from ghana! he's doing his residency in south carolina right now but had to come back here for a week to get some visa issues sorted out. both of our schedules were busy but we managed to get together saturday afternoon through sunday morning...stayed at his auntie's house in accra (and she cooked the most awesome ghanaian food!) it was great to hang out with him, a nice surprise to have a familiar face while so far from home.

saturday morning the dental team
took a little trip to cedi bead industry, outside of a small town an hour and a half north of here. the road there was two dirt tire tracks through the jungle and so i wasn't sure what to expect...turned out to be one of the coolest things i've seen since i've been here. glass bead-making is a very traditional ghanaian craft and it is all done by hand. i'm a sucker for "production line" tours (ie louisville slugger, etc)...combine that with the fact
that they were making jewelry and
i was in seventh heaven.

we were given a tour by one of the
co-owners...he walked us through
each stage in making the beads. he personally demonstrated some steps while for others we were able to observe the workers. there are five different kinds of beads that they make and each process is a little different. but in general they first crush glass bottles (beer bottles, jelly jars, ketchup bottles, whatever) in a mortar-pestle thing until they're ground into a fine powder. then they pour the powder
into clay molds made out of the fine
dirt that termites produce when digging. the molds are fired in the kiln (see pic above right), cooled, then the beads are popped out and polished by kneading them in a bowl of sand (pic at right). finally, they are rinsed with water, sometimes painted by hand with various patterns, and strung up into necklaces, bracelets, etc which are sold in the small on-site shop. their motto is, "quality, not quantity" but the little shop was jam-packed with
beautiful beaded items and i think that the eight of us (all girls) bought about $300 worth of stuff. i haven't included any pictures of the final products because word has it that some of you girls may have some beads coming your way...gotta keep you in suspense, you know.

Comments:
YeeeHaw! I hope to bead all that I can bead! :-) (I saw the sign in the pic!) Your dad wants a "nose bead". THAT I've got to see! The beads in the picture are beautiful!! Hi, KoJo! (assuming you'll read this) It's good to see you again! Glad Jenn got to spend time with you and your family!

Love, Mom
 
Happy August Jennifer!

"Baubles, bangles, and beads,
Hear how they jing, jing-a-ling
Baubles, bangles, and bright shiny beads." The words may not be right, but it's an old song that comes to my mind
after reading your entry.
Beautiful people and also artistic, and very talented. You are seeing so much Jennfier. No doubt in my mind that God is giving all this to you. He has joy in His children and is sharing that love with you.
Rejoice and be happy you are dearly loved. Great g'pa would have a blast with all those beads. I can see him in his garage now, drawing designs while smoking his pipe. :-)
Later Jennifer. Thanks for your neat visit in the making of beads. It is very interesting and new to me.

Lovingly, g'ma. ><> Jo+y in Jesus <><
Hugs and cheers from Kentucky,USA.
 
Jenn - So glad you got to see KoJo! I remember hanging out with him... and can't believe you got to be/visit with a friend while in Ghana. Must have been a God-thing, you know? Maybe someday I'll get an unknown call from you saying, "I'm in Santo Domingo!!" Whoo-hoo. Wish I could have been there to "oooh" and "awwww" with you.
 
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