Caryl:
Since Jesse left Ghana yesterday. Life here in Kokrobite has been interesting to say the least.Kayode and Boris helped me to drop Jesse at the airport and we headed back to the beach. It was fun we stopped at the same chop bar that we went to upon arriving in the country. I had cow foot! YUM YUM!
Along the way back to Sankofa Boris asked if I wanted to go to the "Camp". This is the refugee camp where 40000 Liberians have live for almost 17 years now. I was to begin a project with 15 artists who live there the next day-the project which is to create a children's book for the kids in the camp, is going to happen at the beach house to give the artists a very fine relaxing environment in which to work. They and I actually thought it would be a good idea to see the camp tp better understand where they r coming from.
I have never been in a refugee camp before and I was somewhat unprepared to see the situation of my brothers and sisters.
http://www.irinnews.org/report.asp?ReportID=50599&SelectRegion=West_Africa
The conditions are abismal. It was night and there was no light so I could only see the amazing number of young women dressed like girls in the hiphop videos and men buying their services. It looked like what I can only imagine a strickly roots red light district is.
We went to visit my friends at the pool cafe and the boys I was riding with sent a small boy to round up some girls for them. Drinking beers -a woman on each lap-back and forth into the shadows. I am sitting there thinking what the hell am I doing here?
I was so angry at this scene-so hurt for our fellow African Americans.
Since Jesse left Ghana yesterday. Life here in Kokrobite has been interesting to say the least.Kayode and Boris helped me to drop Jesse at the airport and we headed back to the beach. It was fun we stopped at the same chop bar that we went to upon arriving in the country. I had cow foot! YUM YUM!
Along the way back to Sankofa Boris asked if I wanted to go to the "Camp". This is the refugee camp where 40000 Liberians have live for almost 17 years now. I was to begin a project with 15 artists who live there the next day-the project which is to create a children's book for the kids in the camp, is going to happen at the beach house to give the artists a very fine relaxing environment in which to work. They and I actually thought it would be a good idea to see the camp tp better understand where they r coming from.
I have never been in a refugee camp before and I was somewhat unprepared to see the situation of my brothers and sisters.
http://www.irinnews.org/report.asp?ReportID=50599&SelectRegion=West_Africa
The conditions are abismal. It was night and there was no light so I could only see the amazing number of young women dressed like girls in the hiphop videos and men buying their services. It looked like what I can only imagine a strickly roots red light district is.
We went to visit my friends at the pool cafe and the boys I was riding with sent a small boy to round up some girls for them. Drinking beers -a woman on each lap-back and forth into the shadows. I am sitting there thinking what the hell am I doing here?
I was so angry at this scene-so hurt for our fellow African Americans.
posted by Caryl Henry-Alexander at 5:12 AM
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