The bumpy and rough roads from Accra to the Volta Region were quite unforgiving. According to our tour guide, the area was one of the most neglected regions in the country due to its loyalty to the opposition. Mmmh! That narrative sounded so familiar. It’s the same in Kenya and other parts of Africa too. Development is always Read More …
Since I started my career, I have preferred the term photojournalist rather than a photographer. As a photojournalist, I feel that my job is to create or capture a story visually so that it can be told. A photographer, to me, is trying to take a memorable image for others or for themselves. A long running Read More …
If I look at my internship as journalism training, working at The Finder hasn’t been an extraordinary experience . Rather working at The Finder feels like working at Eugene’s The Register-Guard earlier this summer, but on a slightly larger scale. So far my time at The Finder has been full of the basics: find a story Read More …
Starting a new job can be a very unnerving experience. Oftentimes, you don’t know what to expect, you don’t know what the office vibe will be, and worst of all, it becomes a perfect scenario for imposter syndrome. On the first day of my internship, this was, unfortunately, the case. For those who don’t know what imposter Read More …
Growing up, I never traveled. My family couldn’t afford out-of-state vacations. My first time on a plane was at the age of 16, and that was only because a club I was a part of did an annual trip to Washington D.C., all expenses paid. We had to apply for the trip, and only six were selected each Read More …
Steam rose to the ceiling, beading water droplets outside of the kitchen cabinets. Foamy bubbles filled the sink as boiling water mixed with soap. Dressed with a basic pair of flip flops, shorts and a tank top, I was set. As I plunged my hands into the comforting waves of foam, I allowed my mind to drift. I Read More …
From my previous post, you would probably think that I would be dreading the trip to the Art Centre, a much larger craft market. However– that was not the case. I was excited! Even though I was still a little nervous to bargain, I was ready. When we got there, I immediately saw a man selling sunglasses. Read More …
This week I started my internship at Joy TV. The first day was very nerve-wracking for me. The other students and I got on a bus together at 8 a.m. and one by one, we were all getting dropped off at our internships. I was the last stop and at this point, I was pretty nervous. Read More …
Growing up I remember going to garage/yard sales and having to bargain a little on my mom’s behalf (she spoke no English). I remember hating it and at some moments being embarrassed. This is probably one of the first times I experienced rejection and one of reasons why bargaining makes me anxious. Prior to coming to Ghana, we were Read More …
White walls hold secrets. They see all and are marked with the history of our past. Some secrets are best kept hidden. Some deserve to be locked away and never seen again. White walls keep the memory of the past alive. In Elmina Castle on the Cape Coast, these white walls are haunted by their atrocities from Read More …
I stared into the dark as I thought about the tremendous decision I made to come to Ghana. I knew that I wanted to grow. I had to put my skills to work as a journalist. This internship would be good for me. Yet the night before actually going to Asaase Radio, I felt all tied Read More …
From the wide-open glory of its skies… Ghana is a place where the past, present and future rub shoulders everyday making it one of the most distinctive countries in Africa. The strength of the female street vendors’ necks and their tenacity captures the entrepreneurial spirit of the West African nation that borders the Gulf of Guinea Read More …
On July 30, 2021, I booked my flight to leave from Portland International airport by 9:50AM. My two over packed suitcases crowded my front door as they stood by for my journey. Going to Ghana marks the first international trip that I have ever done. My only other chance to travel before came in the Read More …
The first week of being in Ghana has been nothing the wildest ride I could have asked for and I have loved every second of being here. Nothing, and I mean nothing, in America does respect to what life is like in Africa. The beauty of Black faces, the wonderful colors of the Kente cloth, the warm and Read More …
I left the San Diego International Airport on July 30. Gearing up for almost an entire day of flying is not an easy feat. A lot of preparation was required on my end to make it to Ghana in one piece, especially during a global pandemic. We had to bring so many health forms and paperwork along with Read More …