How my Experience in Ghana Influenced my Life

The plane descended lower upon the pristine land which is known to be the

Sahara desert. The expansive dry fields contained a myriad of antelopes cascading down the dry fields and floating to the crystal clear pools of delicately placed water. The displaced minute huts were dispersed among the endless plains dotting the inconsistent landscape. I began to reflect upon this trip as I prepared to land in Accra, Ghana, the origination of my roots.

Conflicting thoughts infiltrated my mind concerning the harsh African socio-economic realities with its innate natural beauty. I was about to embark upon a three month journey that would greatly impact and change my life forever. For the preceding months , I indulged in the rich culture that surrounded me and tried to relish in a society that was unknown to me. However, my time there was filled with its turmoil and difficulty. Where I stayed for those three months was not paradise. I lived on the hillside of an African village and I had to be come accustomed to the way of living in a third world country. We had to walk miles to fresh water and...