This week was pretty sweet. For some reason this week there was a big difference between whites and blacks. It seemed like everyone would say, " well you, you the whites, you know" yeah cracked me up. We were teaching a lesson to a couple named George and Gladys. In their compound there was probably around 15-20 children between the ages of 1-6. I was sitting on a stool teaching about the Restoration when the kids swarmed me and ended tipping me over and having a dog pile on top of me. All of the Ghanaians thought I was weird because I was just laughing through all of it. To their minds it is more like kids need to be disciplined very harshly. Just like not having any problems with dogs because they have all been beat that when you raise a hand they run it is somehow the same way. We scheduled an appointment with a guy off the street. When we went to his house there was like 10-15 people sitting in his house. They were having a prayer camp. That was creepy to sit through for 15mins waiting. The guy was the leader and he would speak in Twi like he was praying and then at his word everyone would start saying their own prayer aloud. It was different. Makes me glad that we have the complete truth and are able to not have to worry about things like that. I met a girl whose actually registered name is Princess, that is right. She is really cool and she introduced us to her mom. Our apartment has started doing something really cool. Before we leave we have been singing 2 or 3 hymns. It is just a nice little boost before taking off. Not being able to really celebrate the 4th was pretty tough. I tried all week to buy fireworks but they said only in Accra. Not even a sparkler. It was cool to think of all the differences between the countries. Transfer call was this weekend. My apartment is staying the same which is cool. Our District will now only be our apartment though.
That is about it I think.