As we close out the school year, I reflect on my opportunity to go to the Motherland - to go to the soil the soles of my ancestor’s feet cross before facing the uncertainty of their futures - Ghana, a land rich in people, culture, and history. I am thankful to return and see its beauty firsthand. The ten days I spent in the country as a part of the HIST 890 course broadened how I view Ghana, the continent as a whole, and how I interact with sites of public memory.
At first, I wasn't sure what to expect. Would what I read or heard prior match the experience I had? Would it feel like everything clicked into place? Would I feel like an outsider? An alien in what we colloquially call the Motherland? Read more...








