Dora.
I didn't get to say goodbye to Dora. "Where's Dora?" I kept asking, a bit panicked as we loaded the last of our things into the tro-tro. But, she had purposefully slipped away at the last minute because she didn't want to cry. As I took my last ride through Tefle out to the main road, I saw her standing front of a friend's house, and I got to wave to her. I don't think I've ever waved so sincerely or so sadly. I wonder if I'll ever see her again.
Dora was our neighbor. It took me a couple of weeks to figure out which house she actually lived in, because she was always in a different yard, looking comfortable and at home. She is so sincerely kind and laid-back that it seems that she is welcome everywhere in Tefle.
Many evenings, I would track Dora down at her house, or her brother's house, or a neighbors house, or she would come over to our house, and we would sit and talk for a bit. If it was below 80 degrees outside, Dora would be wearing her windbreaker and would mention how cold it was. She would tell me to be careful of the mosquitoes, and that it was bad for me to be bitten. She would show me pictures of herself and her friends, at weddings, funerals, and festivals. It was strange to see her in the pictures, because she was hardly ever smiling, compared to real life, when she smiles all the time. If I was washing laundry or dishes, she would beg me to let her do it right, and would finally be resigned to watching me do it, when I insisted that, although I couldn't do it as well as she could, I should still do it myself. If I had a stressful or a hard day, it was Dora I wanted to see, because just being around her felt so calming and made me so happy.
Although we are the same age, it seems that Dora has been through so much more in her life. She's married and has a two year old daughter named Regina (who you'll hear more about in a later posting), but her husband lives in Accra, so he can earn a living, and Dora had to move to Tefle with family. Dora's cell phone broke and she doesn't have the money to get it fixed, so she never gets to talk to her husband. She doesn't know when he will be able to visit. He sends her 10 Ghana cedis (10 dollars) every couple of months to support her and Regina, but food and medicine is expensive, and Regina gets sick often. Other than the money sent from her husband, Dora's brother can afford to give her 1 Ghana cedi a day (1 dollar), and Dora usually buys rice, eggs, and tea for herself and Regina. When she talks about her hardships, she doesn't get sad or angry, she just smiles and says, "That's how it is."
There are no jobs for Dora to do, so she mainly helps to take care of her extended family, including her blind grandmother, and attends the workshops offered by the Network for Women in Growth.
I think about Dora often. I want an easier life for her. But, I know that if life never gets easier, or even if it gets harder, she will face it with her deliberate positivity and unbreakable spirit. She inspires me.
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Lucey -
How do I contact you? I miss you!
-Tiffany
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