Tuesday, 2 August 2016

Introduction to SWOPA and life in Sirigu








(From left to right) ICS Volunteers Yussef, Myself (Joe), SWOPA Director Madame Bridget, ICS Volunteers Shadrack, Thea, Anita, Love, Kate, Iddris, Matthew, Sofian, Justice, Talia, ICS in-country director Rene and SWOPA founder Madame Kasise






After a week training in Tamale, Ghana, me and 11 other volunteers made our way to Sirigu, a township comprised of 5 communities that sits snugly on the Burkinian/Ghanaian border. Sirigu is about half an hours drive (on a good day) from Bolgatanga, the cultural arts epicentre of the region, and Sirigu boasts the most unique and intricate wall-paintings (or bomborisi in the local language) that make the buildings jump out at you in a really spectacular fashion. Six United-Kingdom volunteers and Six Ghanaian in-country volunteers were placed in host homes throughout the region, all in relatively close distance to SWOPA (Sirigu Women's Organisation for Pottery and Arts), the organisation we are here to consult and assist. Obviously being an ICS volunteer is more than simply consulting and assisting, and our first week in the village definitely illustrated just how true that is!

First though, some foundations to help you better understand SWOPA and it's role in the community. The organisation was founded by Madame Kasise, pictured above on our first day at SWOPA, a truly remarkable woman with a vision to get the previously much maligned
women of the community into consistent employment where they could use their skills as artisans and creators of truly beautiful pots, baskets, canvas paintings, tie and dye and the aforementioned bomborisi. We were greeted by Madame Kasise and it was clear to see her passion for her organisation and vision were still as integral to her as they had ever been, as she gushed at the opportunity to tell us all about SWOPA. Naturally, these things are always coated in a film of glossy optimism, and we would soon find out that while the beauty of the direction of SWOPA and the wonderful environment it existed in were not to be taken into question, the business management of the organisation left an amount to be desired, which is where we, varying in our talents and skills, had come to hopefully patch up the wounds.


Before business could be sat down and attended to, it is customary in Ghana to greet the members of the community you will be residing within, so we had a checklist of important figures to meet 'n' greet. The meeting which personally stood out the most, as well as certainly the most time-consuming, was meeting the chief of Sirigu, a young man of around thirty with an impeccable taste in Ghanaian fashion, a soft-spoken voice and some surprisingly progressive views for a post which carries with it so much traditional clout. He explained to us his position in Sirigu as peacekeeper, negotiator and general authority on all things local. We sat and talked for close to 2 hours, as he told us about his favourite football club (Chelsea) to his view on SWOPA within the community, which gave us a good understanding of popular perception of the organisation in it's own right. We also met with the local police Constable, the head of the orphanage and the resident Doctor, all of whom were happy to receive us. The Ghanaian's are definitely some of the most welcoming people I have ever met, and I'm not sure how much of this is down to custom and how much is simply due to a better mood – it's refreshing as an Englishman, where back home waving and saying 'good work' to a bunch of builders would not so much as get you a 'hello', but a Glasgow kiss. 

As we settle into our work, so too do we settle into our environments, and in Sirigu living is a much more stripped-down affair. Most volunteers are in houses without conveniences that would shock most unprepared Westerners – no toilets, showers, kettles (this one really struck me the hardest, I love my coffee) or televisions. What people lack in possessions and facilities, though, they make up for in accommodative spirit. After hearing stories of traditional cuisine, I was concerned I'd struggle as a vegetarian, and while the diet may have taken some adapting to my host mother never once complained about having to learn to prepare food without meat, which is significantly different to how food here is usually enjoyed. Every meal and bucket-shower is followed with concern on your behalf, and it's a very humbling experience to have someone legitimately be so interested with your well-being – as a stranger, no less! You could say I'm looking through rose tinted glasses, and as someone from the western world adapting to this kind of life (even for a miniscule 12 weeks) can be quite challenging. You never have to suffer in silence though – any hardships can be fleshed out with your host family, and if not, by the support network set up by ICS, and more importantly, your fellow volunteers.




I'm truly excited to get further underway with the work and life experience we are all partaking in. Here, we have a unique opportunity to see how so many others in the world live, and not only that, but maybe have an impact that would benefit these hard-working, wholesome, accommodating, and moreover simply lovely people. I'm convinced after being here even for a fortnight that these are some of the most industrious people I've ever met in my entire life, even the children work on the farms all day, and it feels like a real bum deal that back home I could complain about my job when here you can work day in, day out, and never see a penny for it. I feel I have a duty to use the resources that have been made available to me to try and maybe right some of these injustices, even if it is in just a small way. At the end of the day, this is the essence of development. We have these grand ideas of 'fixing' countries, cultures, people even. The reality is that everyday acts of tiny heroism slowly change the world, and maybe a few centuries down the line, the grand-children's grand-children of these people will grow up somewhere where they will receive some recompense for the tireless effort they put in




For now, enjoy this picture of a wonderful statue made by one of the women working for the organisation. It's a shame, that in all likelihood, this will sit on a shelf and gather dust – as it takes far more talent to produce something like this than it does to write a slightly sentimental blog about the entire experience! - Joe Carter


 
 
 

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