the funny thing is...

The funny thing is that my life here models that of my life at home. I take dance classes and a composition course: in which we get prompts like "life super highway," "if you are pressed with time do you, work feverishly or slacken slacken the pace?" "childs play" and "make a phrase based on a bodily shape."

I take Human Rights class
I take an extra course of interest
I work with student choreographers (i just learned that i have a 5 minute solo based on spiders for one of the dances i am in.)
and I work with childern.

life is so simular but life is also so much more difficult. I have found what to eat that suits me. that to get my attention people hiss, make this really loud kissy noise, or call obruni. I am ajusting to the pace at which things get done here. GMT was once greenwhich (spelling) mean time this is the time zone that Ghana is in; however here GMT is Ghana Man Time (almost an hour later.) The fact that toilets hardly ever work, let alone have toilet paper. that the power just goes out for hours at a time and there is nothing that can be done about it. All of That I am fine with, I am even learning to accept that while i think a lot of their views are wrong they are a product of where these people have lived, grown up, been taught etc. and that me talking at them wont change anything and that my view is mine and a product of my upbringing and so is that fact that i think its right.

what i cant seem to understand here is PHD or Pull Him Down syndrome. When a person sees another person doing well and feels like they don't deserve it they say yes i will help you and they end up ruining the project on purpose that they promised to help. or a singer is having a performance and some one is yelling over the singer so that it is almost irrelevant that the singer is singing. this is PHD. People come to rehearsal and sit and laugh at the choreographer. people say "like hell am I going to do that dance move"

these are things that are not everywhere but they are starting and i think that i have to understand them or find a way to avoid them before they drive me mad. its the simple disrespect of fellow student, TA and teacher that baffles me.

life away from that subject is GOOD. my last day of TWI is today and i have my final exam. I wish the course was longer, but i think that i now have more courage to ask my fellow students about things concerning the language that i wouldn't have felt comfortable asking before.

also I am seeing Vagina Monolouges performed here IN GHANA! I never thought it would happen and i am very excited to see how it is presented and how it is recieved. more on that on monday.

nothing else for now.

lots of love