50 Years of freedom, 50 years of independence – Ghana celebrates.
The year is 1919. The place is New York, Harlem, to be exact. Garvey rhetoric of freedom, self-sufficiency, and the black man’s great exodus back to the motherland resonate within the hearts and minds of the common ‘negro’. The plight of oppression and bare faced prejudiced cannot be tolerated forever….
The year is 2007 (March 6th). The place is Ghana, Kwahu Tafo (a small village, 3 hours north of Accra) to be precise. Hoards of men, woman and children take to the streets in celebration. Patriotism in all its sublime glory, seas of red, yellow and green, immerse this small close-knit farming community. Schoolchildren march in the street, singing freedom songs while waving Ghana flags high and proud above their heads, their smiles alone able to illuminate even the darkest of souls. The magnitude of this
occasion is significant for one reason – Ghana is 50 years free of rule today.
Avoiding altogether a historical overview of Ghana’s rise (wikipedia it if you must!)
Seeing and experiencing Ghana was akin to nothing I’ve ever done before. The spirit of the people, the richness and pride with which they revere their culture is one of the most beautiful and humbling things I’ve ever seen. People seemed happy; they glowed naturally, without the assistance of £50 facials or cheap tanning lotion – everything is kept authentic and in turn kept moving!
I’m not going to sugar coat it, there is poverty – not sign on, rock £100 kicks, enjoy Jeremy Kyle, the NHS - will - stitch - me - up - when - I - go - out - on - the - lash - on -Friday - night and - get – into with – some- geezers, get job when bothered – type poverty – I’m referring to real life poverty - Limited living quarters, not financially stable enough to pay your children’s school fees, or to buy the basic schooling amenities (maths kit, pen, pencil, ruler etc) too poor to pay hospital bills etc.
Despite the challenges, the children particularly, seemed more content with the little they have than most. The love life despite the glaringly obvious obstacles they face.
Wisdom in large amounts! It literally leaked from the pores of some of the elders we met in the village – there’s a parable and proverb for everything in the Ghana and that basic level of consciousness was both astonishing and refreshing to observe.
Economically competent, tourists flock to the gold coast in their many for a ‘taste of Africa’ One of the most enlightening places I’ve ever been to, Garvey would be more than proud.
The year is 2007 (March 6th). The place is Ghana, Kwahu Tafo (a small village, 3 hours north of Accra) to be precise. Hoards of men, woman and children take to the streets in celebration. Patriotism in all its sublime glory, seas of red, yellow and green, immerse this small close-knit farming community. Schoolchildren march in the street, singing freedom songs while waving Ghana flags high and proud above their heads, their smiles alone able to illuminate even the darkest of souls. The magnitude of this
occasion is significant for one reason – Ghana is 50 years free of rule today.
Avoiding altogether a historical overview of Ghana’s rise (wikipedia it if you must!)
Seeing and experiencing Ghana was akin to nothing I’ve ever done before. The spirit of the people, the richness and pride with which they revere their culture is one of the most beautiful and humbling things I’ve ever seen. People seemed happy; they glowed naturally, without the assistance of £50 facials or cheap tanning lotion – everything is kept authentic and in turn kept moving!
I’m not going to sugar coat it, there is poverty – not sign on, rock £100 kicks, enjoy Jeremy Kyle, the NHS - will - stitch - me - up - when - I - go - out - on - the - lash - on -Friday - night and - get – into with – some- geezers, get job when bothered – type poverty – I’m referring to real life poverty - Limited living quarters, not financially stable enough to pay your children’s school fees, or to buy the basic schooling amenities (maths kit, pen, pencil, ruler etc) too poor to pay hospital bills etc.
Despite the challenges, the children particularly, seemed more content with the little they have than most. The love life despite the glaringly obvious obstacles they face.
Wisdom in large amounts! It literally leaked from the pores of some of the elders we met in the village – there’s a parable and proverb for everything in the Ghana and that basic level of consciousness was both astonishing and refreshing to observe.
Economically competent, tourists flock to the gold coast in their many for a ‘taste of Africa’ One of the most enlightening places I’ve ever been to, Garvey would be more than proud.