When
you tell people that you will be traveling within Africa, it's often
met with reactions which place you on some sort of heroic pedestal.
Like, "Oh, you're going to Africa? I bet you're going to be
able to do a lot of good," or, "You're off to save the
world!" as if any part of that continent is in need of/could be
lifted up by a twenty-year-old clueless college student from
sheltered, suburban America. And to be honest, maybe a teeny tiny
(kakra kakra)
part of me felt that way too. But for every little bit of help I
tried to offer while I was in Ghana, I was changed for the better
tenfold (kεse)
by the children I encountered
along the way.
I
could sit with you and pick one of the kids who coloured my life in
Ghana and proceed to spend hours telling you the memories I have of
them, what they mean to me, the lessons I learned from our brief time
together before moving on to begin telling of another. However, you
probably don't have time for that and, frankly, I don't have the
emotional strength to push my heart through my fingertips onto a
page. So this will be brief, but I truly hope the reader will get an
authentic and significant glimpse.
So.
Learning through the African child. I certainly did learn a lot
from the children. However, I think I learned from them not because
they are African, but because they are children. There are lessons
of such truth and depth to be learned from children if only we take
the time to watch and listen. Kids are extremely imaginative. Armed
with only their minds, they may construct homes or an entire city. A
piece of cloth on top of the head becomes long, flowing hair. A
bucket of sand can create the most delicious and abundant meal.
Children are immensely welcoming. It was kids in the community and
students at the school who were the first to make me feel like I was
really wanted and that there was a place they would be joyful for me to
fill. Little ones are boldly honest, in ways "adults" are
too afraid to be. They know what they like and what they don't, and
would never imagine altering that to suit the wishes of someone else.
Children are profusely loving and cuddly. It was while I was in
Ghana that I learned, through the children, the power we can have on
others to increase the quality of life by giving of ourselves in the
simplest ways possible. It's no wonder to me why Jesus said, "I
tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little
children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."(Matthew
18:3)
Though these are things that I have observed in other places as
well, I am forever grateful that I had a chance to experience them in
Ghana and am deeply eager to return "home" to squeeze my
little teachers.