April 5, 2003 - Personal Web Page: friends of dorothy: a letter from Ghana

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friends of dorothy: a letter from Ghana

friends of dorothy: a letter from Ghana

friends of dorothy: a letter from Ghana
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I was halfway through pre-service training, passing through Accra on my way back from a site visit. I had dropped by the Internet Cafe (more a hole in the wall than a cafe, but the connection is usually good) to check my e-mail and try checkout the LGB RPCV listserve.

Leaving the cafe I asked a man at random for directions to Karneshie Station, the lorry (bus) park serving the Central Region where the training site is located. He gave the directions readily enough, but asked if I wouldn't consider staying in town for a day or two. He had a large house where he lived by himself, and the two of us could have it all to ourselves. His implications were clear, and he was not unattractive; but I explained that I really did need to be back in Salt Pond that day and excused myself to continue somewhat regretfully on my way.

I do not know if he recognized my Freedom Rings (Accra is a remarkably cosmopolitan city) or made assumptions about my long hair, which is a novelty to the Ghanaians. People will often reach out from nowhere just to stroke it. But I was thrilled to meet my first gay Ghanaian.

The Ghanaian trainers in Salt Pond said at first that homosexuality does not exist in Ghana. When pressed, they conceded that it does exist in the larger cities, but insisted it was unheard of in the villages. In fact I had been in my very small, very rural village less than 24 hours after training was over when I had unambiguous advances made: middle finger scratching my palm during a hand shake, combined with eye contact and body language, and repeated requests that I visit the man's house. He made similar advances again recently. I offered no response on either occasion, both because I do not find him so attractive and because I am frightened at the potential dangers of having a relationship in the village. At the same time I would like to ask him what it's like to be gay here.

It seems as if each time I get together with members of my training group I meet yet another male (apparently straight) volunteer who tells me he's had similar advances made to him, usually in the villages. I can only guess that for frustrated gay men in rural Ghana, all they hear about homosexuality has to do with Europeans or Americans, who would then be the only people safe to approach.

It is certainly not the case that homosexuality is not discussed. The recent trial in Zimbabwe of Canaan Banana (a former vice president accused of forcing several subordinates to commit sodomy) was the subject of several heated discussions in the staff common room at my school: "...imagine, a minister of the church and a pillar of the community committing these acts" -"...they say that in America the homosexuals even want the right to marry" etc. One of my colleagues (who studied in France) offered that consenting adults should be left to do what they wish in private. I held back from the discussion and chose my responses carefully when pressed for an opinion. I may be very "out" to Peace Corps Ghana and my fellow PCVs, but my only concession in my village to my identity is my "Why I Am Part of the Lesbian and Gay Civil Rights Movement" poster on the wall of my bedroom. It is there for visitors to read, but they can also choose to ignore it. I am also painting a Freedom Flag on the inside of my bedroom door. My house is increasingly filled with such artistic projects, which must seem strange to Ghanaian sensibilities. I knew when I agreed to come to Africa that I was looking at two years of celibacy and sexual isolation. The reality of the experience however exceeds any ability I might have had to imagine it. It is as if each time I return to the village from Accra, a fundamental part of me ceases to exist.

My fellow PCVs and PC Ghana have generally been quite supportive if not always well informed. But among the 150 other volunteers currently in country I know of only one bisexual male and one lesbian. The PC Med Unit tells me there's a gay male volunteer in Togo (the Togo border is perhaps a kilometer from my house), but they have not yet facilitated our getting it touch and have been noncommittal about my suggestions for a regional support network. PC Ghana seems anxious for something to happen - evidently some communication has arrived from Washington. The Med Unit issued an appeal in August for LGB volunteers interested in forming a support group. So far as I know, I'm the only volunteer who responded.

I've offered to serve as a contact and resource person whose name may be freely publicized. I've asked the Med Unit about getting reinforced condoms and drawn up a provisional list of books and videos they might want to obtain. I'm also working with my PCMO in revising a questionnaire that was done here several years ago on attitudes toward homosexuality (see Heidi Lehmann's article in our August 1995 Newsletter). I would like to see it completed on an annual basis by PCTs, PCVs, administrators and trainers, just to know what attitudes are out there. At the moment the only profile of attitudes we have is anecdotal. And, from my experience, what people say in public is often different from what they believe or what they do in private.

I'm slowly rebuilding a gay identity here in Ghana - one based on activism rather than relationship. Again from my experience, adults rarely if ever change their minds. Change comes with the (often disempowered) youth. If I can open the minds of the children I teach to new ideas - not necessarily in the hypersensitive area of sexuality, but wherever - I'll feel I've done my part for development. After all development for me is not about money or infrastructure or grand designs, but solidly about ideas. But sometimes I still wish my fellow lesbian, gay and bisexual volunteers were not quite so far away

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By Larry Boyce (c-24-18-176-52.client.comcast.net - on Friday, March 04, 2005 - 9:43 pm: Edit Post

I was a volunteer teacher at the Presbyterian Teacher Training College in Akropong-Akwapim from 1967-1969. I too received the same hand signals from both men and women of rubbing the palm and ambiguous requests. Protected by the Oxford University graduate chief of my village (Nana Boafo Ansah II, Krontihene of A-A) I could have had partners. I regretfully did not. I am now a bisexual old-fart! who raised two children in Italy, and have returned to Seattle, with my adult children (daughter married to an Afro-American who dreams of being a pilot) and historian son who are tolerant of all religions that promote peace and all consentual relationships. I know I was born the way I am, but selected not to express my gay side so that I might survive teaching and counseling students in Germany, and Italy where my ex lives, and is married to a man I admire. Gay, Straight, Bisexual, we are all children of the universe: and the "gods," like us, have faith hope charity and love. We all want happiness. I am happy even in troubled times, and keep it together even when I am falling apart. Read Chinua Achebe's classic of one who fails (Things Fall Apart). We all know when we are loved. It makes us feel good. Men, women, villages, schools, are all part of the universal love that overcomes hardships, and leads us to be the loving humans that is our destiny. Do not be afraid. We humans from agnostic, atheist, anamist, buddhist, christian, hindu, jewish, moslem to zoroastrians all know we are to love one another. It's simple!

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