From May 30, 2011: Eight Months in Ghana

From May 30, 2011:
Well for Monday I came across Football Club Of Barcalona's new season jerseys so I was happy about that. They also beat Manchester United on a post season final making them the best football team in Europe. I figure that this isn't a big deal for anyone in the states, but I enjoy supporting my team. Elder Moses and I were fed by a member later that night and the meal  included boiled chicken in the soup. I want to take some time to tell you how I do not enjoy boiled chicken. The skin is rubbery and it doesn't taste as nice as it would be if it was grilled over the coals here.
 Tuesday I hit eight months in Ghana. 1/3 of the time has gone by. Elder Moses and I have been able to become closer this week which is good. I have been implementing charity when I can so with making myself feel good we are able to develop a greater friendship. We went to Helena's and Stephens place where they were arguing about how when Helena cut their phone conversation because she had low battery and then didn't prepare dinner for him when he got home. I didn't enjoy being there sitting there listening to them argue in Twi. We eventually left which I realized wasn't a good idea after the fact because Helena said things became more heated. While I helped Helena wash dishes one night she told me that after she graduates from  fashion school Stephen is helping to pay for she will leave him. I'm very confused on the relationship the two have. At most they are traditionally married. I forgot to mention this, but in the morning we were at the church and there was a man a little older than us telling us he is from Nigeria and was helped to go to school in Ghana by a Roman Catholic clergy man. Eventually with the help of another clergy man he traveled several hours to Accra looking for work and came to the church asking for a place to stay and employment. We had him talk to a woman at the West Africa Area Office about some training and that is the last we heard of him. It was an interesting situation. I'm confused on why the person came to Ghana with only with a hiking backpack to live from and why the clergy men sent him to various cities for his aid. I'm sure we didn't get the whole story either. As my time here goes on I have spent more of it recently cooking the Ghanaian dishes. In reality these foods are simple to make, but it's fun to do. I enjoy making stew that is put on rice or other foods here and Waache basically a mix of rice and beans cooked together. I have been making some fried dough though that resembles a tortilla to eat the waache and stew in making it more of an experience.
  Sunday we went to church and I had fun socializing with the members. We had an investigator named Linda that came 4 hours late with her two young sisters, one being a toddler and the other a few months old. We became confused when all she wanted to do was to see the church and sit outside. Linda's English isn't great so all I could get from her was that there was a problem at the house and she couldn't go back until the next day so she would go to her relative for the night. The experience was a good opportunity to view the difference of communication between Africans and Westerners. The African was asking questions and expecting an immediate response and if no response was given they would continue to ask the same question or say "hu?" every few seconds of silence. For the Western approach we asked a question in a situation where there wasn't any pressure and waited for a response having Linda feel at ease.