Category Yendi Notes

Mr. Dawda, the mason, Red and a couple other men came this morning to help start the demolition on the part of the wall that has to come down.  Dawda was more than a little annoyed about having to take… Continue Reading →

Our day started early.  Timothy Niligrini was here at 7am as planned so we could leave for the Chereponi area where Nana Bekum lives and works with 6 congregations. Depending on road conditions it is a 2.5-3 hour trip one way. Today… Continue Reading →

Mr. Iddrisu was appalled when he came to work this morning and found out that we were going to have to pull down part of the wall so that the people could see around the corner.  He had never heard… Continue Reading →

We got a video a couple days ago of the little boy we sent to Nsawam.  He had severely clubbed feet; he also had a clubbed arm/hand and webbed fingers.  The doctors were able to straighten his legs and feet… Continue Reading →

Zorash called this morning to let us know that she was going to be late for work.  Steve could not help but tease her when she came because she is late for work almost every day.  He said, “Zorash, you… Continue Reading →

As soon as the workers got here this morning we told them that Abdulai Fusheni had died.  After a little bit of discussion as to what we should do for the family and the funeral we decided that we would… Continue Reading →

We got word this afternoon that Abdulai Fusheni died.  Abdulai is one of the first men that we helped get artificial legs.  My parents were still alive then.  The accident happened in 2001.  Abdulai was in a motor vehicle accident… Continue Reading →

Before leaving Yendi this morning I stopped to get diesel. The price I had to pay was 11.00 Cedis per liter. Ouch!! That figures out roughly to $6.62 per US gallon. There is going to be more poverty this year… Continue Reading →

It has started to sprinkle.   We fully expect the electricity to go off.  We almost always lose power when it rains.  Such is life in Ghana.  We are in the process of pumping new rain water into the large poly… Continue Reading →

Meri, one of the interpreters for the Child Center brought me a bag of fabric scraps.  They came from the seamstress that makes her clothes.  Meri asked her if she would save them for me.  I sent a little money… Continue Reading →