Yo Ghana! and (Real and Imagined) Terrorism

Whenever Americans perceive there to be a threat from abroad, from Ebola to terrorism, we tend to panic.  This occurs even though the odds of being killed by a terrorist--or Ebola--in the U.S. are infinitesimally small.

Indeed, some people argue that our reaction to threats of terrorism may create more terrorists than it eliminates.  This is not just about drone attacks that anger people by killing the innocent along with the guilty.  It also has to do with the belief that Americans are only interested in our own well being, are indifferent to the rest of the world.  And in fact terrorism can easily make Americans so afraid of "people different from us" that we make bad and cruel decisions.  Today most every historian and legal scholar concludes that the internment of Japanese-Americans curing World War II was not only inhumane and illegal, , it also hurt more than it helped the war effort.  But very few voices were raised against it at the time.

So, what does this have to do with Yo Ghana! and Ghana, a place were terrorism and other forms of violence are rare?

First, many of our Ghana schools provide hope to families who might otherwise give up.  Turning to violence and crime is commonly a last resort, when working hard and playing by the rules seems like a fool's game.  Hope depends on institutions that offer hope.

Second, administrators, teachers, and students in Ghana also tell us that having a friend in the U.S. and being visited by Yo Ghana! is a sign of respect.  America is often viewed as a sort of utopia, where everyone is rich and happy--but also as a place that does not care much about the rest of the world.  Letters and visitors from America challenge that stereotype.

Third, American students' fears of the unknown, the alien are dissolved by the warmth and consideration communicated through the letters they receive from Ghanaians, many of whom are Muslim.  Hollywood and our news media often portray Africans and Muslims as threats.  It is hard to feel threatened by someone who writes to tell you that he is praying for your family or that she hopes you can visit her home some day.

When we visit classrooms in Ghana and the the Pacific Northwest we tell students that we need them for important work not after they graduate from graduate school, college, high school, or their present grade level, but right now.  We need them to tell each other what life in their country is really like and to show the rest of us how to know and respect each other.

Welcome, Komi Kalevor, and Thank You, Leeann Bronson

The board of Yo Ghana! is delighted to welcome aboard Mr. Komi Kalevor, who has not only accepted our offer to join the board but is also assuming the Treasurer position. 

Komi moved to the U.S. from Ghana in the early 1980s and earned an MBA at Willamette University.  He has worked for many years in a variety of management positions in housing development finance, program management, and banking, including many years with the Portland Development Commission.  He is currently the Assistant Director of the Housing Authority of Washington County.  He has served on the boards of Portland Habitat for Humanity Metro West, the Portland Guadalajara Sister City Association, Portland Community Reinvestment Initiatives, the PSU Alumni Association, and the Ghana Association of Oregon.

Komi joined us “to do my part to help Yo Ghana! achieve its mission, which I am in full agreement with,” for “meaningful cultural exchanges can go a long way to break down barriers and serve to educate today's youth to be become 'citizens of the world.'”  In fact Komi himself participated in a high school student exchange program between Ghana and Oregon in the late 1970s, so at a young age he was living out our slogan: exchanges for transformation, was doing Yo Ghana! four decades before there was a Yo Ghana!

Komi and his wife, Judith, reside in Vancouver, Washington.  Son Selali, is a senior at Washington State University, Pullman, daughter Shika a sophomore at Seattle University.

Our board is saying farewell to one of its first members, Ms. Leeann Bronson. 

Leeann joined our board more than two years ago, before we became a 501(c)3, and immediately began serving as our Treasurer, a crucial position that is notoriously difficult to fill.  She never missed a meeting or a deadline.

I think what inspires me most about Leeann is that she stepped forward to do crucial and demanding work for an organization that she had no particular attachment to.  She had never been to Ghana or had an interest in letter exchanges.  But in her unassuming way she became passionate about our work and was one of our rocks.

We are most grateful, Leeann.

Brando's Seamless Faith

Part of what I most appreciated about Brando Akoto, my dear friend and Yo Ghana! board member who passed away barely a week ago,  was how he lived out his faith.  Like many
educated people in the U.S., I'm wary of discussing religious beliefs in a general forum like this.  Being a Christian is, I hope, at the center of my own life, but I work for a secular institution and head up a secular nonprofit.  And I notice that many people flinch at the mention of Christianity or faith, fearing--often with good cause--that Christians are prone to "trying to ram their religion down people's throats."

But I'm going to plunge ahead precisely because Brando was so comfortable living out a faith that was fundamental to who he was, and doing so with great consideration and respect for others.

I never sensed that Brando drew a distinction between his religious and public life.  Like many Christians from West Africa, he emphasized the healing and forgiving power of Christ's blood.  But Jesus was both example and redeemer to him.  Like St. Francis, he believed that Christians should "preach the gospel at all times, and when necessary use words."  With God's grace came a call to put one's life at God's disposal.  For Brando, that meant showing love and care to everyone he met as well as battling more abstract evils such as poverty, ignorance, hopelessness, racism, and other forms of oppression.  He gave himself to others with a sort of Christ-like recklessness.  I once asked him why he was devoting so much of his time to Yo Ghana!  He replied, "Prof., you give me no choice."  I took this to mean that he believed that if you saw someone doing something you respected, you were obligated to help her or him.  It did not matter how tired you or how many items there were on your "to do" list. Certainly he never seemed too tired to help a friend or a stranger, from spending three weeks of his vacation visiting schools in Ghana to encouraging a street vendor to do better in school.

Brando was a powerful speaker, inside and outside of church, and no one has been more important than him in drawing me into a deeper Christian commitment.  But his most compelling sermon was his life, a compelling witness of what a redeemed life, a soul on fire looks like.

I wonder what Christianity would look like and how Christians might be viewed if we expressed our faith as he did?