I’ve been struggling to transform thoughts into words since I’ve arrived in Ghana. My words are inadequate. It’s not the correct language to express this experience. Songs and dance, laughter, tears and smiles: These are the mediums that come closest to capturing the time spent with this dynamic group of humans.
The singing (usually led by Kwasi) moved me close to tears on a number of occasions. Some of the tears have been a result of laughter, while other times the beauty of a group of voices harmonizing overwhelmed me, heart swelling, voice catching in my throat. There’s something magical about losing track of your own voice as it weaves itself into the tapestry of a community of voices. There are no words. You just FEEL it, as you are wrapped in the vibrational expression of love and gratitude created by the collective group.
I considered reflecting more on the word, “harmony” and it’s significance during this trip. Instead, please listen to our song of gratitude for Auntie Bobbie and her smiling staff, who welcomed us with a delicious dinner after one of our trips. I promise to tell the stories of those who didn’t have a chance to speak for themselves. I promise my voice is there and it’s full of love and appreciation for this group of humans who have helped me step back into the land of senses and life, understanding: Odo nyera fie kwan, “Those led by love will never lose their way.”
By Kelly Joy Sampar, 4th & 5th grade science teacher & Reading Specialist, The Carroll School, Lincoln Massachusetts