Two posts in two days

Pass the Brink Tango

Eljoi at Work

, aren’t you all lucky. Here is the report I wrote for the school newsletter:

What do you get when you mix humidity with humility and a dash of red clay soil? Why HFH of course! Fifteen hard working, energetic and mostly senior students, Mr. Donohue and Ms. Zimmer helped Mr. Franklin build is modest home in a rural village just outside Kibi over the weekend. It was a very special trip for many reasons, some of which are:

  • For the seniors, it was many of their last HFH trip with LCS.  I overheard a few of the seniors talking over this comment, “This is so much easier (lifting a wheel barrow) than when I was in eighth grade.”
  • We were actually digging and moving bricks right along side the homeowners. The reality settles into your soul in a profound way when you are getting dirty, sweaty, and tired with the family whose foundation you are building. At the end of our work day, Mr. Franklin was so touched, he sang us the National Anthem of Ghana.
  • After the sun went down and we were all happily fed, a bon fire was set. About fifteen or so village children ages 6-12 brought out their musical instruments—emptied tin cans and plastic oil jugs—and proceded to treat us to a delightful evening of traditional fire dancing and vibrant song, both traditional and contemporary, including one fine rendition of Mr. Bodacious.

And very sadly,

  • We were privy and heartbroken to be shown the devastating harm done to the Brim River, the clean water supply to the village and beyond due to illegal, unfettered gold mining. In May, Mr. Donohue had been down view the pristine river site. Now, only eight months later, the water was stagnant with 30 foot bore holes, and where the river did run, it ran with a milky, opalescence caused by chemicals being used to illegally mine for gold. After the gold was found and taken away, what is left for the villagers is a dire situation of no clean water for their drinking, cooking, washing, and irrigation, and a torn up jungle ripe for mosquito breeding.

After tea and breakfast the next morning, the HFH officers presented the village with books, and many thank yous and promises of next visits and reciprocal visits were made. We were all both satisfactorily tired and anxious to figure out what to next with our evidence and sad tale.

Thank you HFH officers and volunteers for an amazing weekend and congrats to all you dedicated Seniors—best of luck to you!

Respectfully submitted,

HFH President, Senior Rebecca

Amy Zimmer