day 23

The association I work with own the school in Have but is renting another one in Dzemeni, on the lake Volta side (as big as the whole Puglia region). Actually it's hard to call it a school and it has just one class plus three bigger kids. But let's talk about it tomorrow. Today after the lessons in Have I went there and I am staying until tomorrow. 

It's not easy to describe this place: the lake should bring water and money but it actually is much poorer than Have. Those who spend money here are merchants from Accra who come to buy products different from the local ones which arrive mostly on market days from the other side of the lake. So basically, life rotates around the market and the lake, and even if it could potentially be a great place for tourists, there's NOTHING like that here. The town is made up of  barracks and people here are even less used to seeing white people, but they were used to seeing Chinese workers from a construction company near there. So everyone here stares at me and often they pretend to say something in Chinese (like Chin chun chan) thinking I'm one of them just because I'm white. What brings a little bit of good cheer are the boats, which are very colorful and picturesque. The sunset reflecting on the lake was very charming and it was nice to look at the silhouettes of the girls fetching water while the red circle said goodbye with a slow descent. But what covers everything in shadow is the sad story of many kids here. A story I'm going to tell you tomorrow.