We were just going on about how we were being ditched by one of our friends and how we felt bad about the whole situation, well this is just for a short period of time since after all we had less than three weeks till we wouldn't see each other again.
We laughed a little, talked a little and tried to focus on the bright future ahead until we ere asked to 'park' by a police team sitting in a pickup truck.
Oh my! It was late and we were already in such a hurry to go home how can this happen? We obliged anyway. After a few minutes where we decided we would not step out of the vehicle, Two police men came down and asked Alice to bring out the documents supporting her driving a car with a foreign number plate in the country. Everything of hers was exact and inwardly we all jeered at the men, however, we knew our woes were not over. Someway, they had stopped us and couldn't let us go free. They had to find a fault. After some time, the 'fault' came out to be that one document supporting the vehicle was in the name of her husband and not hers after explaining to them the truth and nothing but the truth, ...... well it wasn't our fault they spoke very bad English, and were terrible in understanding it too. We were ordered to the station.
The most annoying factor associated with this was that, we were stopped in Adenta, beside a police station and asked to drive to the Madina police station. that was quite a distance. We obliged, drove solemnly while thinking of our next plan of action.
These men really wasted our time.... after buying food on the way, to parking without saying a word. Finally we were at the station by which time we had made the first important call on Alice contact list. The simple issue now progressed to us leaving our car and being processed for court. We agreed to the latter part of that statement that meant being taken to court on that issue.
After a few more calls, and speaking to the bosses, the police man with our details had to release them for us because 'a boss' said so!!!
Bottom line we were so happy on our way back home. It pays to know people in high if you are a Ghanaian otherwise your life will be frustrated by the police of this country.
Friday 22 May 2015
Tuesday 7 April 2015
Being a MOTHER
The first moments a woman gets pregnant is when she starts preparing for motherhood.
"I AM GOING TO BE MOM"
Well, in the Ghanaian tradition, one can not assume she is a mother until she brings her child home and the child has been out doored on the eighth day. However, I look around today and everything has changed and most people around fail to recognize this and move in the right direction. I am fully aware that we all can not think alike and what I consider right might be wrong by others.
Coming to understand that being a mother does not only have to be in the context of bringing forth a child after a full term pregnancy of early birth is something everyone should know.
I have had the pleasure of meeting wonderful ladies through which no fault of theirs have not yet been pregnant or had "their own" children. These are women of faith who have huge hearts and do their best to move forward.
Growing up, adoption had been a silent word in my community. Locally people described it as 'buying a child'. I always wondered how much money people had to pay to be a able to buy a child and when rumors spread that the neighbor, who had publicly struggled to have children disappeared and finally returned after some months with a baby in her arms, fingers were being pointed at her as the woman who bought a baby and says she has a child now.
Young as I was then, I was very curious and pestered my parents for information regarding the lady and how she bought her child. Secretly I think I wanted to save enough to get a sibling too since I am the last child. 'my parents told me nothing'.
You should know that no one takes a microphone and shouts to tell a friend or family that he/she has adopted. You are obligated to have children of your own and once you get married people immediately start calculating your ovulation and giving you deadlines to give birth. Funny you say, well you should 'travel and see'.
Today I look around and see how tremendously we all are. The opportunity to raise a child whether biological or not is one of the greatest blessings. Children are one of the purest gifts one can ever be entrusted with and having the opportunity to raise one is an immense blessing.
Grateful things are changing today and wonderful people are raising such wonderful children who they did not bring forth. I am deeply touched and moved to tears anytime I read or see a family with adopted children. I feel thankful to them because I wonder what some of these young fellows will be going through if they were not adopted.
I know not every adoptive story ends with 'and they lived happily ever after' having experienced some first hand. They need our support and help so they can do their best.
After my family fostered 3 kids for a period of time, one was adopted whiles the other 2 were sent to family relations. We were all happy for the adopted since she was going to the states and we knew with her adopted family her life would definitely be better. After some years we were sad to hear adoptive family gave her up saying she was too much to handle. We all do wonder where are little one is and continue praying for her n the hopes she has now found a forever family.
I follow blogs of ladies who go through fertility treatments, miscarriages and find hope in adoption. I also see families who bless others by adopting children into their own family and giving them a place to call home. I adore these women of Faith.
One such lady who's example is that bright is Lauren Casper and even though I have not met her I can not wait to. You can follow her blog at http://www.laurencasper.com/ and know what I am talking about.
You should also see the beautiful adoption stories from http://www.thearchibaldproject.com/ and feel the joy captured on the still camera in your hearts.
Then can we come to the understanding that the joys of motherhood are not limited the woman who brings forth a child and names him on the eight day after birth! But to all who opens their hearts for these precious ones.
"I AM GOING TO BE MOM"
Well, in the Ghanaian tradition, one can not assume she is a mother until she brings her child home and the child has been out doored on the eighth day. However, I look around today and everything has changed and most people around fail to recognize this and move in the right direction. I am fully aware that we all can not think alike and what I consider right might be wrong by others.
Coming to understand that being a mother does not only have to be in the context of bringing forth a child after a full term pregnancy of early birth is something everyone should know.
I have had the pleasure of meeting wonderful ladies through which no fault of theirs have not yet been pregnant or had "their own" children. These are women of faith who have huge hearts and do their best to move forward.
Growing up, adoption had been a silent word in my community. Locally people described it as 'buying a child'. I always wondered how much money people had to pay to be a able to buy a child and when rumors spread that the neighbor, who had publicly struggled to have children disappeared and finally returned after some months with a baby in her arms, fingers were being pointed at her as the woman who bought a baby and says she has a child now.
Young as I was then, I was very curious and pestered my parents for information regarding the lady and how she bought her child. Secretly I think I wanted to save enough to get a sibling too since I am the last child. 'my parents told me nothing'.
You should know that no one takes a microphone and shouts to tell a friend or family that he/she has adopted. You are obligated to have children of your own and once you get married people immediately start calculating your ovulation and giving you deadlines to give birth. Funny you say, well you should 'travel and see'.
Today I look around and see how tremendously we all are. The opportunity to raise a child whether biological or not is one of the greatest blessings. Children are one of the purest gifts one can ever be entrusted with and having the opportunity to raise one is an immense blessing.
Grateful things are changing today and wonderful people are raising such wonderful children who they did not bring forth. I am deeply touched and moved to tears anytime I read or see a family with adopted children. I feel thankful to them because I wonder what some of these young fellows will be going through if they were not adopted.
I know not every adoptive story ends with 'and they lived happily ever after' having experienced some first hand. They need our support and help so they can do their best.
After my family fostered 3 kids for a period of time, one was adopted whiles the other 2 were sent to family relations. We were all happy for the adopted since she was going to the states and we knew with her adopted family her life would definitely be better. After some years we were sad to hear adoptive family gave her up saying she was too much to handle. We all do wonder where are little one is and continue praying for her n the hopes she has now found a forever family.
I follow blogs of ladies who go through fertility treatments, miscarriages and find hope in adoption. I also see families who bless others by adopting children into their own family and giving them a place to call home. I adore these women of Faith.
One such lady who's example is that bright is Lauren Casper and even though I have not met her I can not wait to. You can follow her blog at http://www.laurencasper.com/ and know what I am talking about.
You should also see the beautiful adoption stories from http://www.thearchibaldproject.com/ and feel the joy captured on the still camera in your hearts.
Then can we come to the understanding that the joys of motherhood are not limited the woman who brings forth a child and names him on the eight day after birth! But to all who opens their hearts for these precious ones.
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