My Return Home
More Futbol
Monday, January 15, 2007
I was lucky enough to be introduced to a man named Tom Vernon who runs a futbol academy in Ghana. We took an hour drive from Accra through the mountains to get to the school. Just the idea of this
Thank You to My Family
Friday, January 12, 2007
One of the best things about this trip has been the opportunity to see family that I only knew as a toddler. The love I have received since stepping foot on African soil has been truly a blessing.
Lawrence Lumor Loves Futbol
Sunday, January 7, 2007
I had a rude awakening this morning. My 15 year-old cousin Lawrence aka Junior took us to the beach where he showed us his ball handling skills for about 45 minutes straight. Asmeret then made a big
If you need a place to stay in Ghana...
Saturday, January 6, 2007
Asmeret and I had the honor of being the first guest at the DelMa House guest house which opened the second day we were in Ghana. We initially planned to be here for a day or two, but the attraction
Can’t Knock the Hustle
Saturday, January 6, 2007
The the spirit of entrepreneurialism is alive and well in Ghana. From the road side salesmen of everything from apples to fish, to the little girl selling plantain chips, chasing cars to complete a
Back to the Beach
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Today we went to the beach with my uncle Edmund. He lives and works in Tema, which is one of the main ports in Ghana. The city is divided up into communities, which would be equivalent to
Clubbin in Ghana
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
We had the pleasure of getting together with one of my good friends from the states Derrick and his fiance’ Tanya (hope i spelled it right). After catching up on football on ESPN, and setting off
Tema Basketball Association
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
I didn’t have a chance to do more than take photos at the local court so far, but I was just happy to see people playing. I didn’t stay long enough to give a scouting report, but I’ll be back.
From Humble Beginnings
Monday, January 1, 2007
Today we took the 2 hour journey to Afiadenyigba. Saying the word alone brings back so many childhood memories. My aunt used to call my cousin Aku, Afiadenyigba Princess. It was also the place my
Stanley Love the Kids
Friday, December 29, 2006
One of my favorite parts of my trip so far is interacting with kids. I’m not promoting the whole “adopt an African baby” trend, but if I had some wealth, I’d definitely go out of my way to help as
GOOOOOOOAL
Friday, December 29, 2006
I’ve gained a new appreciation for the game of futbol (soccer). Driving through countless villages and seeing the joy that kids experience from playing makes you realize that it is so much more than
Sounds at the Beach
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Sorry for the delay, but I’m suffering from over-stimulation right now. My uncle Matthew Agbozo just opened the door to his brand new guest house, and guess who’s the first guest? If you are ever
Giving Back
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Today was a great way to start my trip. I woke to the sound of roosters, and sat at outside talking to my dad before we took the hour journey to the health fair that was organized by Nana Eyeson.
Finally Home
Monday, December 25, 2006
As we landed and the passengers broke out into applause, I knew I was home. The first thing I saw was the giant sign reading “Akwaaba”, meaning “Welcome”. (And you Brooklynites thought it was just
Above the Clowds
Monday, December 25, 2006
As I left Amsterdam to embark on the next part of my journey, the view from the plane became very cliche’. I found myself saying things like, “Those mountains are proof of God’s power”, and “That
Arrival in Amsterdam...7 more hours till Accra
Monday, December 25, 2006
I just wanted to take a moment and wish you all a happy holiday. I just landed in Amsterdam, and had a second to say hello. I promise my next entry will be more exciting. Running low on battery
After 24 years of a voluntary exile, I’m mentally and physically ready to take the most meaningful trip of my life. Returning back to the land that I called home from the ages of 1 to 4.
This journey is special in so many ways. I left a boy and return a man. I left having taken from the village that raised me, and I return with my offering in hopes of showing my gratitude and giving back to the next generation of children who may one day leave home.
