Signs of Ghana- Part 1

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I came across a series of pictures which in essence provides readers who have never been to Ghana with an idea of who the average ‘Ghanaman’ is. Despite or social problems  Ghanaians have this subtle unassuming humour? You know the type that causes you to laugh uncontrollably whilst at the same time shaking your head? Whether its humour from our chop bar or fufu sellers, carpenters, spiritualist, or an employee stating  his case, you can’t help but chuckle.

Most Ghanaians have had basic primary education (JHS )but we should ask ourselves just how well are we teaching our future generation if our present day adults produce signs like this?

Many of our business owners in the informal sector have had very little training, and education. It astounds me how some have become very successful in their business can you imagine how much more they could do if they had the right training and skills? In Ghana we say everybody is an MD, Ghanaians are all Managing Directors of their lives. We make do with what we have and make the best of it. We laugh at ourselves and move on with life. I love that!

Below are a series of pictures I’ve compiled courtesy of a Facebook friend, Ian who has over the years collected these pictures.  Enjoy!

Most areas in Ghana do not have enough toilets. It is very common for Ghanaians to use open spaces to ‘relieve’ themselves. When you drive around Accra, you’ll see many signs similar to the one above, but usually the spot fine is money. For this one you’ll get a slap

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Kantamanto in Pictures

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Pictures were taken by AFAG (Alliance for Accountable Governance)

Calm has been restored after a stand off between the Kantamanto Traders and Ghana Police.  Sunday May 5, 2013 marked the day Kantamanto Market bellowed in smoke. Two days later it is evident that there is a clear distrust between the traders of Kanatamanto Market and Government represented by The Accra Metropolitan Assembly (AMA). Traders fervently guard what once was their market stalls in fear of it being redistributed unfairly  to Government officials and their cronies should the AMA’s plan to rebuild a modern market materialise.

Police were forced to shoot rubber bullets and teargas into the crowds on the scene during the past two days as desperate traders tried to guard the remains of their stalls.

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Ghana, The Centre of the World

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All functional movements are highly dependent on the core.  Our human bodies rely on the strength from our core to function well. Ghana is the centre of the world, and the centre does not hold.

Centres of excellence, within our Arts, Music and Film, Science, Politics, Education, Industry and the Environment.

hmmm…

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Kantamanto is on Fire

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Kantamanto is the largest second hand market in Ghana. In the west you’d compare Kantamanto to one gigantic thrift store with second hand wares from all over the world.

During my university days I recall galavanting along the streets of melville and greenside (South Africa) in search of great vintage clothing. The only reason I’ve only been to this market twice during my two and a half years in Ghana is the very reason you’re watching this video. The place is congested  very difficult to walk through and its even more of a nightmare to maneuver  through when it rains, there  are no safety exits and it’s very crowded.

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Gold Diggers Change your Business Model

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A few days ago whilst exiting Accra malls parking lot a young woman dressed in tights and a see through chiffon shirt was parading. As you can imagine the men in their cars soon turned their attention on this girl who, judging by her appearance could be no more than 25 years old.  Within a few seconds five men in their SUV‘s and luxury cars were calling her. They were all competing for her attention.  She continued to parade along pretending to ignore them. I say pretending because moments later she would turn flick her Brazilian hair and ask in a fake American twang “oh excuse me were you calling me?”

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