Day 13: It Smells Like Nothing, But a Bad Nothing.

Greetings all blog readers! Our Ghana trip is beginning to wind down, and we spent our last day at the JoshKrisDan Home doing some serious work. It was another long day spent sweeping, mopping, scrubbing, and painting. Mary and Emma G. successfully painted both the ceiling and the walls of the boy's bathroom, Julia and Ms. Havard put the finishing touches on the girl's bathroom (complete with a brand new mirror), Kayla, Gib, and Emma F. scrubbed down and painted the walls and the trim of the boy's bedroom, Gib helped rebuild the wall of blocks outside that had been knocked down by a truck driver, and Julia and Gib spruced up the living room. It was around three o'clock when the kids came home from school, and it was awesome to get to spend some quality time with all of them on the last leg of our trip. Jill, one of our group leaders, handed out custom-made t-shirts to all of the kids and we all took a picture together. After saying goodbye to the kids, we headed to the streets of Old Ningo where we got to walk around and see the village one last time. We then went back to the Sealane for one of our last Ghanaian dinners of talapia, chicken, and Boncu, a traditional Ghanaian dish (the title of this blog is a reference to Boncu). Tomorrow we head to the capitol, Accra, to go to the cultural market and say some of our last goodbyes to Ghana.

Favorite Memories:

1) Ms. Havard taught Emmanuel, a boy from the home, how to play 'Da Na Se,' a traditional Ghanaian song, on the guitar.

2) Emma Feitelson enjoyed the fact that she could paint multiple rooms in one day here, while her room at home has been in its mid-paint stage for months.

3) Julia taught the youngest child at the home, Monica, how to do a hand stand (with some assistance). Monica laughed and then attempted to do them every time she had the chance.

4) We all had a really intense game of ninja that resulted in several minor injuries.

5) Ms. Tolfree received a marriage proposal near the bead stand in Old Ningo, from a nice gentleman who was so disappointed to hear she was married that he immediately turned and asked Kayla.