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Published: June 13th 2008
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After a very busy week arranging logistics for the three week market research project on housing finance we will be starting on Monday, I am a bit under the weather. I'm pretty sure it is due to the weekly anti-malaria Larium pill I take on Thursdays. This is the pill that, when you request it, they ask you a series of questions like "have you ever had any psychotic episodes?" since it can mess with your head and cause terror dreams in some people. I haven't had anything so drastic after three weeks of the pill, but I think I made a mistake taking it without food last night, and today am suffering the consequences of weakness and slight nausea, to the point I may call it a day at lunch.
While most of the logistical work has been challenging, since I don't know the area and don't speak the local language of Twi, one aspect of the long workdays this week was really enjoyable: The interviewing of local university students for the 12 research assistant positions on the project. On both Monday and Wednesday I spent a few hours asking them a short list of generic questions, and learning a bit about Ghanaian education in the process. Some of the interesting things:
-Every student does a fairly lengthy research project in their third year of university, which involves actual original data collection and analysis, which means we'll have a strong team to help with our focus groups and the subsequent data collection.
-More than one student asked me if, upon completion of the three-week project, they would be given certificates? This seemed strange to me, except that many of the students we met with kept pulling out a stack of certificates and little letters from various different activities to present to us, most of which were really irrelevant, kind of like me stapling a "Hall Monitor of the Year" or "Sportsmanship" award from high school to the back of my CV. Laughing inside at the severe and unnecessary officaldom of these certificates, I deferred the question of whether we'd help add one more to their stack by saying, "talk to Human Resources." People here definitely like official letters of presentation, and I am thinking maybe I should get one myself to put on my mom's refrigerator when I go home. Of course, I'm sure they can make me one in the Kejetia Market...
-There was an interesting mix of motivations for the students to want to join this project, which was split between "I am an accountant student and like banking," since our partner organization is a bank, and "I want to make a difference by helping people get affordable and quality housing." I'd have to say the majority fell into the former category, but some of the most impressive were the ones who got that this wasn't just about banking, that there is a real need in these communities for a new housing option, since they are priced out of typical mortgages and housing developments, and success will be measured not just by financial sustainability, but by the lives impacted.
-About two or three of the students began every answer to a question with, "Yes please, thank you," which sounded really rehearsed and way too formal, and drove me a little crazy. Even more funny was when I asked one student about his academic and professional background he started off like he was updating his MySpace page: "I like music, hanging out with my friends..." and then told me his entire family background. Needless to say, he did not make the cut.
-After the most impressive student left the room--he is working on his second degree, was a teacher and an investigative journalist beforehand--my interviewing partner turned to me and asked "what did you think of him?" I told her I thought he should have been in my chair asking me the questions.
So we have all but one of our 12 student spots filled, and I can't wait to get them all together on Tuesday for the three-day training session. It is a strong group, stronger than I could have hoped, and on a personal note I'm curious to learn a little more about what being a college student here is like.
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Leslie
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This IS your Mom's refrigerator
Sounds like things are starting to take shape, Rafe. Hunter and I watch with awe and pride