21 december 2009

X-mas in de bibliotheek

Vanavond een chaotisch, maar voor de kinderen geslaagd kerstfeestje gehad. Er was eten, cola, muziek en spelletjes. Druk, druk, druk en mijn oren zijn kapot, de muziek moet hier in Ghana zo hard mogelijk, anders is een party geen party!
Het was leuk, en woensdag hebben we er nog 1 in het dorp. Daarna zijn we weer aan vakantie toe, want is is een hoop geregel en in Ghana gaan dingen net even anders dan je had gepland, of in gedachten had...
Ik zit er aan te denken om, na drie en een half jaar, het stokje door te geven aan Ghanezen. Ik denk dat het tijd is om de bibliotheek over te dragen. Ik heb er gewoon niet meer zoveel zin in. De mentaliteit is hier anders en dat is soms wel eens lastig. Iedere keer als ik hier terug kom na een bezoek aan nederland, klopt er niet veel van de administratie en zijn de beide bibliotheken een zooitje. Het is vechten tegen de bierkaai hoe goed het ook allemaal bedoeld wordt hier. Nou ja, we kijken wel even hoe het gaat de komende tijd.

14 december 2009

Weer terug in Ghana

Na een rondreis van 6 weken: Nederland-Frankrijk-Nederland-Thailand en weer naar Nederland, zijn we weer terug in Ghana. Klaar voor Kerstfeestjes, "zwembad-hangen" en nog wat charity werk.
Deze keer is mijn moeder mee gereisd,om hier 3 weken uit te rusten en bij te komen van de verdrietige en hectisch maanden die achter haar liggen. Dus we gaan proberen haar in de watten te leggen, met af en toe een uitstapje, lekker eten en naar het strand enzo.
Het is wel raar zo zonder papa, een lege stoel aan tafel, geen vragen over de natuur in Ghana, waar ik dan geen antwoord op heb ;-), Oscar ligt niet voor de slaapkamer deur te wachten s morgens omdat ie niet van papa weg te slaan is....
Maar het is niet anders, en we gaan ons best ervoor doen om er iets gezelligs van te maken met papa in gedachten erbij.....

Dennis en ik hebben genoten van onze vakantie in Thailand. Bangkok was erg leuk, een rondvaart op de klongs gemaakt, een avondje op stap geweest, en een dag geshopt in een prachtig winkelcentrum. Ons hotel lag aan de rivier met een machtig uitzicht. In Phuket kon het helemal niet meer stuk: we waren in het paradijs aangekomen. Nu niet jaloers zijn als je de foto's bekijkt die ik op de blog ga zetten!

16 oktober 2009

De bibliotheek

Jurgen (managing director van het bedrijf) en zijn familie hebben een donatie gedaan van honderden boeken. De weken na Stacey's bezoek heb ik met hulptroepen de boeken gereed gemaakt voor de bibliotheken. Dwz tekst erin geschreven en kaartjes gemaakt voor het uitleensysteem. Ieder lid heeft z'n eigen file en als hij een boke leent nemen we het kaartje daar uit, en schrijven de datum van uitlening daarop en stoppen het kaartje in de file van de lener. Zo weten we een beetje waar de boeken blijven.

In oktober beginnen de kerstperikelen al een beetje te spelen, vnadaar dat Nancy en ik zijn begonnen met het organiseren van de X-mas parties in de beide bibliotheken. Vorig jaar waren ze een groot succes, maar het kan altijd beter. Dit jaar pakken we de catering proffesioneel aan door e.e.a. uit te besteden :-) We hebben circa 150 kinderen in het dorp en 100 van de "senior staff" kinderen. In Ghana zijn ze nogal van de rangen en standen en daar doen we gezellig aan mee in de bieb.

We hebben een sponsor dus voor het feest, dat mag wat kosten! We gaan voor rijst met kip, ijsjes en natuurlijk de onvermijdelijke cola. Daarna cadeautjes en dan dansen!
Van te voren houden we leeswedstrijden om de beste lezers te selecteren. Deze krijgen op de party een extra cadeautje. Als iemand zich wil aanbieden om 250 cadeautjes voor onze kiddo's te kopen, dan hoor ik het graag. In ruil voor eeuwige roem en leuke foto's van de feestelijkheden.

jubileum

Vandaag zijn Dennis en ik 5 jaar getrouwd! Om dat te vieren laten we alle familie en vrienden invliegen en hebben we het restaurant afgehuurd. We hebben de Toppers en een Ghanees gospelkoor... Herman den Blijker verzorgt de catering. Grapje, dat zou erg leuk zijn, maar helaas...
;-)
Omdat ondergetekende herstellende is van (waarschijnlijk) malaria en wat zwak op de beentjes staat, stellen we het vieren even uit naar het weekend. Het klinkt wat cru, ik weet het en besef het terwijl ik dit schrijf, maar een weekje ziek zijn is goed voor de lijn. Bij aankomst in Ghana hier op 18 augustus gaf de weegschaal een ruime 82 kilo aan. Door te sporten en gezond te eten ben ik tot vorige week tot 78 kilo gezakt. Momenteel staat de teller 's morgens op 77. Op naar maat 38/40.

Alweer twee maanden in Ghana. Twee maanden die in het teken stonden van "bijkomen" van de voorafgaande periode, begin van het verwerken van de ziekte en dood van papa en alle bijkomstigheden.
Twee maanden weer fijn bij Dennis zijn. Maar ook gemengde gevoelens hebben omdat mama alleen is, in Frankrijk. Gelukkig heeft ze veel goede vrienden daar, maar de moeilijkste momenten ben je toch op jezelf aangewezen. En daar moet iemand zelf doorheen.
Als ik in Nederland ben gaan mama, Saskia en ik naar een beautydag! Gewoon samenzijn en ontspannen!
Het huis in Frankrijk is sinds kort ook te koop. Belangstellenden kunnen zich melden.

Knabbel en Babbels en de tuinman

In ons huis, nou ja eigenlijk tussen de spouwmuren (zeg ik dat correct?) zit een leger eekhoorns. Ieder ochtend en avond marcheren ze door de holen en gaten achter onze muren. Ze feesten er op los, onze bezoekers kunnen dat beamen, omdat je in onze logeerkamer al vroeg gewekt wordt door knabbel en babbel en consorten.

In Ghana houden ze van grote families, zo ook de Ghanese eekhoorns. Gisteren had een van de vele baby- eekhoorns bij bungalow 16, de pech dat hij onder het huis uit viel (ons huis staat op palen). Toevallig was William onze tuinman erbij en die ving het beest op. En helaas voor de eekhoorn is hij meegegaan naar de woning van de tuinman, waar hij vetgemest zal worden en bij voldoende vetgraad in de stoofpotzal belanden. Lekker hoor, schijnt een delicatesse te zijn. Al eerder heeft een electricien die aan de airconditioning kwam werken er 1 gevangen en mee naar huis genomen om te choppen! Oscar wordt horendol van die beestjes, want hij hoort ze maar ziet ze niet. Hij wil ze pakken maar hij kan er niet bij!

Een paar foto's van het slachtoffertje: (let op, niet geschikt voor tere zieltjes en vegetariers)



30 september 2009

Festivals, brother Neil's bijdrage

FESTIVALS

Festivals are events that are pleasant occasions that all living and dead are more than happy to partake in. it is during this festive season that all who have traveled return home to their relatives, we also believe that the souls of the many departed join the living in celebrations. It is through this medium that we as Ghanaians are able to display to the rest of the world our rich culture, traditions and our second- non hospitable nature.
Ghanaians use festivals to recount migration, success at wars, agricultural success, and hooting at hunger. These various festivals are highlighted at varying times by different groups of the Ghanaian tribes. It is a very colorful spectacle one must dare to witness. Festivals are symbolic occasions that every true citizen of a town makes it a must appearance. Some notable among this festivals are the aboakyeri, homowo and kundum. The chief priest and the chief of that particular traditional area lead the whole celebration followed by the elders and citizens both home and abroad.
Normally each festival start with a visit to the gods, clean the area and mass clean up exercise is organized in the community, sports activities, quiz competition for schools health awareness all this precedes the grand dauber of chiefs.

Most of the festivals in the southern part of the country are about agricultural success while the northern parts celebration is about the triumph over wars they fought during their migration to Ghana land.

The adoration of gods and chiefs are most seen during this festive era where shrines are painted, chiefs in the southern appear in their unique Ghanaian hand woven cloth called kentey and hand made sandals called ahenemaa, whiles chiefs from the northern part appear in smock and hand made leather shoe. During durbar, the type of kentey worn by the chief is not worn by anybody else

In each tribe, there is a spectacular way of climaxing the occasion some posses the streets with carnivals, others like the war celebration outdoor their charms like eating of fire, cutting their throat with very sharp knife, in some case drumming and dancing to traditional tunes

On Sunday, the final day of the celebration a durbar of chiefs is organize where all citizens dressed in their ceremonial cloth, a thanksgiving service, fund raising is made part of the durbar and later it is climax with organizing dinner dance. All families eat the traditional food of their tribe. Tribes like the Ga and northerners have traditional food and drink.

The celebration of festivals comes with its own merits such as settle of dispute among families, chiefs, and individuals. This is because most natives return home during such times and communities initiate developmental projects and finally raise funds for the society
Finally, good and deserving citizens are honored at such occasions and the installation of developmental chiefs.
Concluding I will say Ghanaian festivals are occasions one must endeavor to witness.

Until we met bye.
AUTHOR Neil Owusu Odame

Parenthood, brother Neil's bijdrage

PARENTHOOD

In Africa and other parts of the world, the birth of a new child brings joy to the parents especially, the mother, the family and the community at large. At this time, many people turn to forget about the responsibilities attached to this birth, that is parenthood.
Parenthood is a whole responsibility on its own. However, in our dispensation, some people do not see it as a serious business. As a result, such people do not attach the needed seriousness to it and therefore fail woefully in their responsibilities as parents; leading to child neglect. This issue of parenthood has become an issue of concern to most governments, the United Nations Organisations (UNO), and other international organisations- thus, necessitating the UNO to enact laws concerning parenthood. Parenthood faces some limitations making it difficult for some parents to fail in their quest to execute these responsibilities. In this discourse, we shall look at some of the challenges facing parenthood in Africa and especially, Ghana.
Before we go on with our discussion, let us first look at the meaning of parenthood. The sixth edition of the Oxford English Dictionary defines Parenthood as “the state of being a parent: the responsibilities and the joys of parenthood.” In summary, ‘parenthood is the act of taking up the responsibility of catering for a child or children being it biological or adopted. Nonetheless, there are three main challenges facing parenthood in Ghana and Africa as a whole. These are poverty, immaturity and some African tradition and culture.
One major constraint militating against parenthood in Ghana is poverty. In as much as many people especially men have the desire to provide for their wards the basic necessities of life such as food, clothing , shelter, good education, good health and so on, the economic situation in the country do not allow them to execute their duties as fathers to the latter. In view of this economic situation, some men sheck their duties as fathers just as they assume these responsibilities or some where along the way: leaving the mothers to shoulder these responsibilities all alone. So in Ghana, because most men sheck their responsibilities as fathers, one is tempted to believe that parenthood is the sole duty of women. This is because these women go all out to give their all to their children to see to it that they have the best in life doing all kinds of menial jobs.
Again, immaturity on the part of some parents is another challenge affecting parenthood negatively in Ghana. In most parts of Ghana, many people become parents when they are not prepared economically, emotionally, mentally, psychologically, and even socially. As a result, these parents find it difficult catering for their children. Thus, they do not handle the children properly making the children especially the babies and toddlers become malnourished and always looking sickly. Some women in their frustration and wanting to avoid disgrace abandon their children at either birth or run away leaving them for their relatives or some philanthropist to shoulder these responsibilities of parenthood for them.
In addition, some Ghanaian culture and tradition also affects parenthood negatively on the African continent. For instance, the Akans of Ghana who are mostly located in the Western, Central, Ashanti, Brong Ahafo, and the Eastern Regions of Ghana, have an inheritance system called the matrilineal system .This system of inheritance makes way for children to become part of their mother’s family that is being kinsmen and as such can inherit from their mother’s family. This system of inheritance is a major challenge to parenthood in Ghana. In that, until recently, most Akan men preferred to take care of their nephews and nieces whom they believe are their kinsmen rather than their own biological children. This was because they believe that if they take care of their own children, their mothers will take them to their families when they grow thus, they sheck their responsibilities as fathers leaving the children’s mothers to shoulder the responsibilities of parenthood all alone.
In conclusion, the economic situation of most African countries, the unpreparedness of most parents and some African tradition and culture are some of the challenges militating against parenthood in Ghana and Africa.
Until we met again bye.
AUTHOR: Neil Owusu Odame

The KUndum festival, brother Neil's bijdrage

THE KUNDUM FESTIVAL.
Kundum is an annual festival celebrated by the chiefs and people of Ahanta and Nzema. It is usually celebrated between the months of July to November. The celebration starts from community to community. Usually starting with the Ahantas then it moves on to the Nzemas. It is estimated that a total of about 15, 000 people from Dutch Sekondi to Half Assini, a distance of about 300 kilometres, take part in this festival.

Not only does the Kundum festival unite all these people (which include the Ahanta, the Evalue, and the Jumoro) but with minor dialectical differences, they are also united by a common
Language - Nzema. The Ahanta spread from Sekondi to Agona with their traditional capital in Busua. The value, which mainly refers to the Nsein -Axim traditional area stretch beyond the Ankobra to include
Esiama and Atuabo their traditional capital. Beyin, the traditional capital of Western Nzema or the Jumoro. Among the Nzema speakers of the West, the festival is known as Abisa. However, from Atuabo to Dixcove in the Ahanta district, the festival is called Kundum. The word Kundum was rhythmically derived or inspired by the sound of the Edomgbole, the most important drum in the Kundum ensemble.

In this article, we shall focus our attention primarily on how Kundum is celebrated in the Nsein-Axim traditional area; which is usually celebrated between July and August each year.

The Nsein- Axim traditional area has a luxuriant rain forest, which contains not only timber, but also gold and diamond. The area is noted for the production of coconut, rice, cassava, plantain, and cocoyam. By the middle of August, the heavy monsoon rains leave off, giving way to a relatively dry spell, which marks the beginning of the main harvesting and fishing season. It is at this time that the Kundum Festival is celebrated.
The very special timing of the festival is significant in itself. For, the immediate occasion for the festival secure when there is plenty to eat from the sea, farms, and rivers of the area. Although there is this outward, material bounty there seems to be a spiritual, void in the society. The attempt to close this seeming 'spiritual void may therefore be seen as the primary motif of the Nsein-Axim Kundum. Through a system of organised dramatic symbols, events, ceremonies and rituals (which make up the sum total of the festival), the Nsein-Axim society attempts to dramatize the reconciliation of spirit matters in the celebration of their Kundum.

BRIEF HISTORY
The Kundum Festival is believed to have originated from Ahanta Aboade, a village on the Tarkwa-Takoradi Road. According to tradition, it is in this village that the legendary palm tree associated with the origin of the Kundum festival is supposed to exist. The primary legend has it that in the olden days this palm tree used to ripen once in a year. With time, this period became a symbolic calendar in the lives of the people. In other words, the ripening of the palm tree became the signal for the festival to begin. This explanation is so widely accepted that the Evalue and the Ahanta themselves acknowledge the historical and cultural significance of this village of Aboade.

However, in both Axim and Nsein, they believe that Kundum or Abisa was brought into, these areas by a particular family or Abusua and that this Abusua did not (and still does not) belong to the ruling chieftaincy family in these areas. Thus, it is believed that it was the Nvavile clan who introduced the secrets of the Kundum to Western Nzema and that their totem the Palm tree and the Parrot bear eloquent testimony to their control and custodianship of the festival. In Axim, it is believed that a family called the Mjori Family brought the Kundum Festival to that area. It is believed that a man by name Akoto Nyanzu, belonging to that Majori Family, brought Kundum to that area. A hunter by profession, Akoto Nyanzu went to hunt one evening and was not seen again until three months later. He returned, with Kundum. He asked his family to make drums. The drums were made and the Kundum was first celebrated for three months. It proved difficult to spend this length of time, so it was reduced to one month. Later on, the one month was further broken, down into two phases. Phase one-lasted three weeks when artists, drummers, performers, and old men versed in the art of Kundum isolated themselves to learn new songs, new dance forms, body movements, and generally plan the artistic course of the festival. The second phase of one week sees the actual celebration of the festival.

HOW IT IS CELEBRATED
(i) WEEKS OF SILIENCE (phase one) :
Three weeks of the selected month is usually set aside as the preparation period. Kundum Elders, artists and people with acquired knowledge of the festival go to live in isolation. This period of isolation from the community is appropriately known as "Eyele nu" meaning "Cold weather.” Outside the community, in a place where no one other than those involved would know of their activities, they learn the relevant repertoire of songs and various dance movements, which add beauty and artistic dimension to the festival. In addition, new songs are composed, new dance movements, which add beauty and artistic dimension to the festival. In addition, new songs are composed, new dance forms initiated, old drums are repaired or replaced, and costumes for various occasions are discussed in detail. Almost simultaneously, drumming and blowing of horns as well as anything, which generally involves the use of musical instruments, is banned. Members of the community are prohibited from pounding fufu after 6:00pm during this period. It is believed that if this ban is violated before the Kundum is outdoored, the legendary "Afakye" (who is believed to symbolize disease in the society) will come prematurely to plague the society with disease.

(ii) OUTDOORING (phase two) :

The first Sunday of the fourth week (of the appointed period of one month) is the occasion for the outdooring of the Kundum. It is a dramatic occasion. It usually starts at about 8:30: pm-when there is darkness everywhere, but the brilliant moon in the sky clearly reveals a beautiful stretch of sandy shore in Lower Town, Axim. The waters of the sea had receded, giving rise to a beach line which shone in the moonlight. A large group of women, men, and children gather on the beach. Everybody is carrying a huge bundle of flame, made of coconut fibres. Meanwhile, the four drums are poised on the heads of four stalwart men. Suddenly the Edomgdole drum sounds. Three smaller, ones join. Men's voices, torches, move as one man towards the town. Their song is simple and to the point: they sing of the origin of the Axim Kundum:
I t happens today
Gyanewa
Akotoko Nyanzu bring your
Flame to celebrate Kundum...

Gradually, the procession moves in majesty along a well defined Route on the beach for about four hundred yards then the procession moves over the wall on the beach into town and is pitched at one $pot-With the drums in the centre, the whole throng dance and sing around in a circle. What is interesting is that there is no attempt to carry the procession through the town. It is localized at one spot, which from enquiry is the household of the Majori family, the clan who traditionally is believed to have originated the Kundum. The drama of song, music, and dance continues for about two hours. However, the point has been made: Kundum has been outdoored.

(iii) Monday:

Nothing very much happens in the morning. However, towards evening, every household becomes busy. Three heavy logs of firewood are arranged in the open courtyard of each household. This is obligatory. By four o'clock in the evening, every household has already made this arrangement in its courtyard. About 7:00pm or when it is sufficiently dark, the three amanhene in the Nsein - Axim traditional area and their divisional chiefs perform the ceremony of setting fire to the prepared firewood. Libation is first poured after the logs had been set on fire. Thereafter, all households surrounding the amanhene and their divisional chiefs are free to light their logs or go to the Ahenfie to gather the flames from there to their house. The logs so lighted will constitute a kind of "perpetual flame,” which will be used throughout the festival in every home. All kinds of cooking both during the day and at night, which normally are done in the privacy of the kitchen, will from henceforth, be done on the perpetual flame. In reality, all meals cooked during this time are expected to be done in the open so that any member of the public who wants food can just walk in and help himself to the food on fire. For, it is a time of plenty when charity and hospitability abound. A deep sense of hospitality, which is so much at the core of the way of life of the people, is therefore given dramatic and symbolic expression throughout the festival in this way.

About 8pm, a gun is fired. It is now time to mourn those who had died in the course of the previous year. However, the privilege to mourn is restricted to only families or households who had actually lost members during the course of the year. In effect, the "realism" of the occasion is symbolically, commemorative being a dramatic expression of each household's sense of spiritual continuity with its ancestors and the dead. The overall drama, thus embodies the symbolic gesture of renewing the society's sense of continuity with the past; affirming the relevance of the past (and therefore of history) to present and future developments.

(iii) Tuesday

Early in the morning on Tuesday, all "black 'stools" in various households and families are outdoored. There is no mourning or open weeping this time but the ancestors are remembered. In the secret enclosures erected in these households for this purpose, family elders pour libation to their ancestral stools. Prayers are said, sheep is slaughtered, and fowls sacrifice. Members of the family who, had travelled home for the festival as well as those who had stayed behind are given the chance to once again renew their sense of identity with the ancestors by providing drinks for texts of prayer to be said for them.

Immediately afterwards Kundum groups of children, youngsters and elderly women parade from household to household. These groups have no drums and they do not use any of the Kundum drums. For they are mainly singers and dancers who move from house to house singing praises and genealogies of well-known families. Accompanying their songs were cymbals, dumbbells, rattles, gourds and whistles. The use of these musical instruments definitely gave dramatic intensity to the songs and dances being performed. It is during this period that satiric songs are sung to ridicule people who may have done something wrong or committed some form of blunder in the previous year without being punished or any legal action taken against them. The costumes they wear are attractive: the performers ware beads on their hands, necks, and chests. Each also wore a white singlet from the top. The whiteness of the singlets was emphasised by the white powder, which was liberally daubed on their faces, necks, and chests. Immediately below the waist were short, red, or crimsoned tunics, which were heavily studded with 80 dumbbells. The red recalls the memory of the ancestors and white the joy of the living. Put in symbolic terms the two colours together seem to emphasise the people's belief in the continuity between the world of the ancestors and the human world of the living. The occasion therefore has a total religious significance in that it expressed the fact that the ancestors are a vital part of the world of the living community.

(iv) Wednesday:

Like on Monday, nothing significant happens on Wednesday morning. About two o'clock in the afternoon however, a major event takes place. The venue is the Axim Castle. By 2pm, the Omanhene of Nsein and all his Divisional chiefs are ready at the boundary of Lower Town to proceed to the Castle. The Kundum drums are in front followed by the Divisional Chiefs, the Omanhene and members of the public. The procession is magnificent in colour and majestic in movement. On reaching the entrance of the Castle, the Omanhene is lowered from his palanquin and, together with his retinue (for members of the public are forbidden), he enters the Castle, and the main event here is the pouring of libation on a grave in the Castle. They pray to the ancestors and plead for unity and prosperity among his people. The visit to Axim Castle is symbolically political. Long before, the arrival of the Whiteman, all the lands of Axim belonged to Nsein and it was the Elders of the stool of Nsein who gave the land to the Whiteman to build the Castle on. It is therefore necessary and appropriate on this occasion for the Omanhene of Nsein to go to the Castle, in his splendour and majesty to recount history, straighten the records, and in that symbolic procession, affirm his sovereignty. In addition, the occasion is also a unique opportunity for all the Seventeen Divisional Chiefs of Nsein to renew their political allegiance and to assure the Omanhene that there is still unity among all the stools of the state.

(v) Thursday and Friday:

Thursday and Friday are mainly days of rest- No event of any importance happens except that in the evenings, all the Kundum groups in the area come together at one spot where they drum, sing, and dance traditional Kundum dances. These occasions are important to the youngsters both male and female. In practical terms, it provides an opportunity for the young to socialize and it is not unheard of for prospective marriages to begin from here.

(vi) Saturday

Saturday, the last day of the festival is significant. Usually, there is a durbar of chiefs in the morning but this really depends on which government official is willing to come. From 2 pm onwards, there is continuous drumming, singing and dancing at the Town Square. All the Kundum drums are fully exercised. Between 9 pm and midnight, the whole mass of people still in their festive mood begins to move towards the outskirts of town, this time carrying no torches. Instead, each one carries a piece of stone, stick, or wood, just anything he can readily throw away. On reaching the outskirts of the town, a signal is given; the singing stops, drumming ceases too. Then, all of a sudden, there is a stampede, everyone anxious to run back. Sticks, stones, and sand will flow into the outer darkness. No one looks back. Amid shrieks and shouts all run back swiftly to their respective homes. The Kundum has been "hooted out.” Afakye, the symbol of disease and bad luck in the society has been expelled, and he goes away with the evils of the society cleansing and purifying it for the coming year. This symbolic gesture therefore ends the Kundum celebration. There is no more Kundum drumming, dancing, or singing until the following year.



Conclusion

Unlike the Aboakyir festival of Winneba and the Homowo of the Ga people, Kundum is not a festival, which primarily emphasises the people's migrational history or reveals their agricultural success in a newly settled area. Kundum is primarily a cultural event, although there are observable socio-political levels as well. It provides occasion for artists and performing groups within the community to display their talents in diverse ways. It also provides the opportunity for the community to dramatize its way of life and reveal the social and religious values within it. In the end, the festival reveals that the people of the area cherish hospitality as a way of life, and value their relationship with their ancestors and just as a sense of history is important to the survival of a people so also is a sense of unity and political stability important in the Nzema culture of the Nsein-Axim traditional area.

Until we met bye.
AUTHOR Neil Owusu Odame

Market days in Ghana, bijdrage van brother Neil

MARKET DAYS IN GHANA

Market days are very important days in most Ghanaian traditional societies. This is due to the significance of the day itself or the activities that goes on that day. In the traditional Ghanaian calendar, market days either mark the beginning of a new week or the end of another week. The market days are also useful in marking important occasions such as festivals, naming ceremonies, funerals, etc in the society. Most market day’s fall once a week that is a day in the week. Some market days fall every other day.
Market days afford the farmers opportunity to deal with the consumers directly and get good bargains for their produce and intern the farmers are able to buy what they cannot produce in their farms such as cloth, household equipment and other foodstuffs.
These days serves as a revelation or civilization for the villagers, is only on market days that some do come to town only to see new thing for themselves. I remember one such villagers told me as a child growing up in hinterland your only opportunity to come to town is on market day so days before market day you have no excuses rather than to put up good behavior so you can be included in the market day crew. He also told me it is only on this day that they sell few products
Most of the transaction that goes on is in the open under the sun and beside main roads making it risky sometimes.
Apart from the days being significant in them, the marketing activities are equally important. Two of such market centers we shall look at are the Agona Nkwanta and the Bogosu market days
Agona Nkwanta Market is one of the famous and important market centers in the Western Region. This is due to its strategic positioning. In the first place, Agona Nkwanta is the district capital for the Ahanta West District and it is positioned between Nzema East District to its east, Sekondi Takoradi Metropolitan Assembly (STMA) to its west and Wassa West district to its North.
During the market day, which falls on every Wednesday, the town is full of activities. Farmers and fishmongers from the neighbouring towns and villages like Cape Three Points, Busua, Dixcove, Princess Town, and the neighbouring districts come to this market centre to sell off their produce and their wares. Because of the abundance of food and fish, foodstuffs are relatively cheaper. As such petty traders from all over the region especially those in the neighbouring districts come to this market centre to buy in bulk and retail to their customers in their various towns and villages. Some individuals also come there to shop for their own use.
Besides the food stuffs and fish sold in the market, other items like clothes, shoes, mobile phones, utensils, and so on are also sold in the market. In effect, one could get virtually everything he or she needs at this market centre.
It is this peculiarity of the Agona Nkwanta Market that makes it the market of choice.
The Bogosu market day unlike the Agona Nkwanta market day is marked on every Saturday and starts early in the morning until evening when all products are finished.
Bogosu is on the Tarkwa Kumasi road and is a mining town and a mixed culture town due to the mining activities. Bogosu itself is a Wassaw community.
Apart from the mining people in Bogosu are farmers so one expert to see more farm produce on a market day. Many farming villages’, whose main activity is centered on cocoa, vegetables, palm plantation and cassava border the town Bogosu.
On a typical market day at Bogosu traders from Tarkoradi, Accra, and Kumasi with clotings, household utensils, and electrical appliances and traders from the Agona Nkwanta and its neighboring fishing communities come with seafoods to sell.
Most inhabitant of Tarkwa and its surroundings troop to Bogosu to buy foodstuffs and other needs so one should anticipate a busy road and traffic. In addition, travelers on the Tarkwa Kumasi road do stopovers to buy little stuff
Most of the traders’ are woman, some are nursing mothers, and their area of selling is foodstuff and household utensils whiles the men deal in clothing.
Some common associative with all market days in Ghana are noise, shouting, traders calling names that they do not know only to attract customers, drastic reduction in prices and above all it is an exciting event.
The difference between the Agona Nkwata and Bogosu market days is that most buyers at Agona Nkwanta are traders from other market centre that are further away from fishing and Bogoso is for both traders and consumers so Agona Nkwanta is mostly for its fish trading whiles Bogosu is for both traders and consumers.
One must not miss these days in Ghana.
Till we met again bye.

AUTHOR Neil Owusu Odame

14 september 2009

Foto's Stacey

Stacey op het strand bij Axim

01 september 2009

30 augustus 2009

Vrijdag 28 augustus jl. was het drie jaar geleden dat we naar Ghana vertrokken. Waar blijft de tijd. We hebben weer ff zitten reflecteren en zijn tot de conclusie gekomen dat we veel geleerd hebben, dat het een tijd was met vele hoogte- en dieptepunten. Ik kan toch wel stellen dat het jaar 2009 tot dusver een K-jaar is geweest, vanwege de ziekte en dood van mijn vader en alles wat er mee te maken heeft. Nu is mama alleen, al heeft ze gelukkig veel vrienden om zich heen, maar toch.... Dit en de laatste week van papa's leven, daar denk ik het meest aan... Daar kom ik nog een keer op terug.

Wel ben ik blij dat ik in de gelegenheid was om gedurende de ziekte in Nederland te kunnen zijn. Zodoende hebben we nog veel kunnen be- en uitspreken en ondanks het vooruitzicht van de naderende dood van pa veel quality time kunnen beleven. Ook heb ik gemerkt dat ik ondanks een langdurig verblijf in het buitenland, in Nederland een aantal waardevolle vriendschappen heb, waar ik heel happy mee ben.

De afgelopen week in Stacey bij ons geweest. Stacey is ons 14-jarige nichtje. Ze was nu oud genoeg om toestemming te krijgen om met ome Dennis en tante Suus mee naar Afrika te gaan. Ik kende Stacey eigenlijk niet zo goed, want we zien elkaar niet zo vaak als we in Nederland zijn. De vakanties in Nederland zitten vaak toch vol met van alles en nog wat aan afspraken... Ik vind Stacey een schatje en ze is heel stoer omdat ze alleen moest vliegen!
We hebben een heel leuke week gehad, veel gezien in de omgeving en natuurlijk heeft Stacey Ghanese vrienden gemaakt. Helaas niet zoveel foto's, want dat vond ze niet zo leuk, maar ik zal er straks toch een paar selecteren op hier op de blog te zetten. Die op het strand in bikini zullen we maar niet doen ;-)

07 augustus 2009

nieuwe naam

Onze blog heeft een nieuwe naam: dennisensuus.blogspot.com. We zijn ook weleens niet in Ghana namelijk ;-) eigenlijk best vaak haha....
Ik zal een mailtje rondsturen, al heb ik op dit moment niet echt een idee wie onze hersenspinsels leest...

18 juli 2009

Goodbye

Vannacht is mijn vader overleden. Het is raar en onwerkelijk. Verdrietig en toch ook niet, want hij hoeft niet meer te lijden. Gelukkig hebben we allemaal persoonlijk afscheid kunnen nemen.
wordt vervolgd...

03 juli 2009

zomaar een berichtje

Wat er met iemand gebeurt als hij ongeneeslijk ziek is....
3 februari begon de verdrietigste tijd die ik tot dusver mee maakte. Als je hoort dat een van je ouders ongeneeslijk ziek is, weet je niet wat je hoort. Het is waar wat ze zeggen, het is een klap in je gezicht, de aarde verdwijnt onder je voeten... Hoe dit voor mijn ouders is, daar kan ik alleen maar naar gissen, zoiets kun je je niet voorstellen. Als ik papa in de ogen kijk zie ik een verslagen blik. Het proces wat hij doormaakt moet heel zwaar zijn... Stapje voor stapje afscheid nemen van je gezondheid, stapje voor stapje minder kunnen, je lichaam laat het steeds meer afweten, en dan het verdriet wat je met je mee draagt, de onzekerheid om wat er gaat komen. Afscheid heeft hij moeten nemen van hun geliefde huis en leven in Frankrijk. En dan weten dat je niet meer beter wordt, terwijl er nog zoveel is om voor te leven... Dit proces is bijna onmenselijk en dat gun ik niemand. Het maakt me boos en verdrietig en ik voel me zo machteloos....

23 juni 2009

Juni 2009

Van 11 t/m 22 juni ben ik weer even in Ghana geweest. Ik ben met Dennis, na zijn vakantie hier, mee terug gevlogen en heb weer een drukke tijd in Ghana achter de rug. We hebben nieuwe boeken voor de bibliotheek gekocht en daar moesten kaartjes voor geschreven worden, in de administratie verwerkt en natuurlijk netjes in beide bibliotheken neergezet worden. Daarnaast redelijk veel bezoek gehad van de vaste "crew" Ghanezen. Dat was leuk, maar soms wil je ook een dagje voor je zelf. Da's twee dagen gelukt haha. Verder met Nicoline, een Nederlandse expatvrouw (hoi Nicoline, alles onder controle daar? ;-) )en haar dochtertje Isabelle naar Takoradi geweest, echt een heerlijke dagje uit! Gewinkeld en een pizza op bij in een prima restaurant. Lekker koffie gedronken en bijgekletst. Dennis en ik hebben heerlijk bij het zwembad rondgehangen en thuis een beetje rondgelummeld in de weekenden. Kortom allemaal quality-time.

Kortom, een prima tijd, maar echt uitgerust, nee niet echt haha. Nu ben ik ook weer blij om tijd met de familie door te brengen. Met mijn vader gaat het naar omstandigheden redelijk goed. Volgens de dokter schijnen de tumoren redelijk langzaam te groeien en hij heeft gelukkig geen pijn. Dennis zit alleen in Nsuta en dat is natuurlijk iets minder. Maar begin augustus heeft ie weer twee weken vakantie in Nederland, dan zijn wij ook weer samen. Zo proberen we in beide werelden het beste ervan te maken.