The first floor of the building is up. For the past week, everyone has
been busy trying to complete the school before I leave. The carpenters
removed the wood that held up the cement ceiling. The masons have been
busy smoothing the classroom walls, ceilings and floors. I suspect it
will be another 10 days to finish that. The electrician is running the
wires for the outlets, fans & lights. The volunteers and the kids have
been transporting the wood to the old classrooms for storage. We, the
volunteers have been waiting patiently for the “go ahead” to begin
painting the outside. We finally received that this morning.
So, today we painted the top of the wall, which is a light green. We
were able to get two coats on. Saturday, they will begin to paint the
bottom of the school, which is black and when all is done, the kids
will put their hand prints on the black paint. They are all excited.
They are working like crazy to finish the library/computer room today
so that I can help get it organized before I leave. Again, we will
With all that’s going on with the school, there’s still plenty of time to eat, play, dance, help the kids with chores and homework. Two nights
ago, the children put on their native Ghanaian clothes and danced for
us. In between each dance while they were waiting for the dancers to
change their clothes, they put on modern Ghanaian music and we ALL
danced and danced and danced. It was great fun!
A few weeks ago, I purchased material for each of the kids to have a
Ghanian shirt or a dress made. They arrived Saturday night. I woke up
early ironed all the clothes for them to wear to church. They were so
excited. Here is a group photo with everyone in it. They are standing
in front of the new school.
Yesterday, we spent hours drawing pictures, writing letters and
creating stories as we laughed and shared memories. That was followed
by face painting which I did with a golden marker, only to find out
today that it doesn’t wash off. Ooops! The kids are going to school
looking like cats and with tattoos that say “Mama J loves me!” In
truth, it does come off with a little elbow grease, but the kids don’t
want to remove it. Very sweet.
I shared tears with Mama Sarah yesterday. We already know that
Thursday will come too soon. She and Aggie have decided to take me to
the airport. Once again, treasured sister time.
Many of the other children have been glued to me and we’ve also cried
together. I’m grateful that I’m comfortable with tears and that the
reason for the tears is because there is sooo much love.
Well, I’m off to paint. Soon I will be back in the states and I look
forward to hugs, conversations and hearing what’s been happening in