By Fatahiya Alhassan
My
first encounter with my host Mom is a day that I will not forget. When she came
to pick up me and my UK counterpart Lizzie, from the hostel, my first thought
was that she may be strict, because of the fact that she was quiet. I thought
this until we settled in her house.
When
we arrived at the host home she introduced herself to us. After this she asked
a girl in the house to come and help us take our bags to the guest room. She
then asked us to follow her to our room, when we reached the room she
introduced the girl as her daughter. We spent some time chatting and told each
other our names. We soon discovered the room we were given to stay in
included a toilet and bathroom. This was a very pleasant surprise. We then took
a bath and rested.
After
some time, the house Mom asked me to call my counterpart, Lizzie. I
called her and we went and sat together around the dining table. To our
surprise, she brought out rice and stew and we all sat together as a family and
ate. Her words at the dining table made me like her even more, she gave us
advice and we spoke a real family would do.
After
we had finished, she asked us to join her in the hall to watch a movie with
her. When it was late she wished us good night and went to her room. It was 9pm
when we also left and went to our room.
It
is often that our first impression of a person influences us, but, you cannot
judge a person by his or her appearance without having first lived alongside
them. I look forward to doing this throughout my placement in Tamale, Ghana.
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