As some of you may already know, I recently got back from a
2 ½ month stay in a small Ghanaian village called Abomosu. What a trip! I ate
fufu, hiked to beautiful waterfalls, and most importantly, worked hard to help
the people in the community.
For those of you know that don’t know much about what I was
doing there I was working with a microfinance program. Our goal was to educate
willing people on basic business principles and then give small business loans
to individuals that had good business ideas. Over time, those individuals will
pay back their loans with interest, we will extend new loans and the amount of
money we have to lend out (and consequently the number of people we can help) will
increase as time goes on.
One of the most common questions many of you have asked me
about my stay in Ghana is “what is it like over there?” You know it is
different but you’re not quite sure how. It has always been kind of hard for me
to answer that question. In my two trips that I’ve taken to Ghana I’ve spent a
total of 5 ½ months there. If you’d asked me during my first few weeks in the
country what was different I would have mentioned the food, the lack of regular
electricity, air conditioning, potable water, etc. But as you live there and
get used to those things you kind of start to forget about them (well, mostly…).
Obviously I would have mentioned the extreme poverty as well. While most people
in Ghana do manage to get enough to eat every day thanks to their incredibly
productive farms, the average income for a poor farmer is still less than $100
a year. Most of them live in mud huts and most of them walk to get water from
the village well.
The longer I stayed there one subtle difference
that I hadn’t noticed at first seemed to stand out more than all of the others.
Let me tell you a story to try and illustrate it:
When I was in high school, high school was definitely the
lowest priority on my list. I went to school but most of my time was spent
focusing on rock climbing, playing soccer, etc. Still, miraculously, I managed
to get a pretty decent education. At the insistence of my parents and the high
school faculty I signed up to take the dreaded ACT college placement test. Did
I study? Of course not. The first time I took it I got a 23. The second time I
got a 25 (the max score is 36. I was the first one in my family to get below a
30). As you know, 25 is not an especially good score. My 3.2 GPA I graduated
high school with was not great either.
The really amazing thing was that as little as I cared about
education in high school I was still accepted into two great colleges. When I
got there my priorities changed I ended up graduating Cum Laude with a 3.81 GPA.
Upon graduation I had several different great
job offers making more money than I could possibly know what to do with
(well, besides blowing it all on really nice mountain biking gear…).
Now let me tell you a story about David. When I got to Ghana
the second time I was asked to teach the 16-18 year old young men at the church I was
attending. David was one of these young men. He is one of the smartest people I
have ever met. He speaks his local language (Twi) and English beautifully. His
favorite thing to do by far is to learn. He would rather study than play soccer
or anything else he could be doing. David is 16 years old and recently took his
examination to get accepted to high school. The exam is out of 50 points. A
good score on the exam is below 30. A great score is below 20. David got a 13.
With such an amazing score he was accepted to good high schools all over
Ghana.
(David is the one in the light blue shirt)
The problem was David’s family didn’t have the money to send him to any of the high schools. When I met David he was preparing to give up his dreams of becoming a journalist and become a coconut farmer with his dad instead.
(David is the one in the light blue shirt)
The problem was David’s family didn’t have the money to send him to any of the high schools. When I met David he was preparing to give up his dreams of becoming a journalist and become a coconut farmer with his dad instead.
The contrast between David’s story and mine is so stark it’s
incredible. I cared nothing about high school and walked away with a wonderful
college education paid for largely by scholarships. David’s greatest ambition
in life is to go to school and work hard studying but instead he was on a path
to spend his whole life working in the jungle tending coconut trees and selling
their fruit on the street.
That for me is the biggest difference between America and
Ghana: the opportunities available in each place. We really are opportunity
rich and they are opportunity impoverished.
(Desmond)
In October some friends and I did something very small to try and alter at least a bit of this dichotomy. We each paid $250 to get David and one of his friends named Desmond into high school. They are currently attending Kwabeng Senior High School and doing great.
In October some friends and I did something very small to try and alter at least a bit of this dichotomy. We each paid $250 to get David and one of his friends named Desmond into high school. They are currently attending Kwabeng Senior High School and doing great.
Now, is this the very best way to fight poverty in Ghana? In
the world? That’s an open discussion that I would love have with any of you.
All I know is that for two really bright kids a comparatively small amount of
money from my pocket made a really big difference in their lives.
Anyway, I want to invite all of you to make a similar
difference in some other great kids’ lives. In addition to David and Desmond
there are ten other great guys I’ve identified in the village I was living in
that could really benefit from your help this Christmas. Rather than getting
into the details of how your donations could take place let me just put my
contact information here and you go
ahead and get in touch with me if you’re interested: email me at [email protected] or call me
at 435-705-8297.
Thanks guys,
Supe Lillywhite
