tribal languages so that every Ghanaian speaks at least one of those languages.
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years, it is made of mud and poles and a part of it can be seen in the distance in the photo at right. The gentleman at right is the mosque's iman.
pool opens itself up to local orphans. The “chalets” into which we are booked are modest and clean, and we overlook the elephants’ watering holes, and baboons wander periodically around the grounds. The walking tour is 2-hours long and we see an elephant feeding, some 
village has two watering wells, and neither seems to provide sufficient water. The old mud-hut school is fascinating, useable. The hard mud is produced by mixing cow dung with the mud which makes it dry like concrete. The desks are jammed into each of the school-houses three rooms (each about 12 feet by 10 feet), with glass-less windows in each room and a rudimentary black-board of plywood painted dark. On our inspection of the school, we are greeted by some of the enthusiastic loving children. They take our hands and usher us into a sample hut structure where we see the inner courtyard of a 
family. There are about 4 circular huts (where a husband’s four wives stay) a mud-cow-dung floor and a square hut (for the husband). We are then guided by 
decorated umbrellas for the shade, in plastic chairs. We sit at the side under a shady overhang, listening to the muffled, sometimes-miked deliberations. We are struck by the concept of “protocol” here. Protocol is a word used to describe the complex system of customs, etiquette, propriety, and appropriate behaviors based on traditions primarily derived from the 
finds them eager to speak of the food they know how to prepare and eat. George engages them in a debate about the value of education for girls, framing a speech-making for President forum in which a girl named Hannah and a boy named Adam-peter excel. The schoolrooms are not that much more sophisticated than the mud-huts of the village, although the roofs are tin, the blackboards erase-able, and some of the structure is probably concrete rather than mud. It is not horribly hot in the schools, though it is hot. The classes we saw had over 50 students in each class. 
students are far and away more self-managing in terms of the kind of discipline expected in a schoolroom. They pay attention, are so polite, no rudeness, no semi-violent horseplay even. All, in both schools, wear uniforms, boys and girls, and the classes are all co-ed. Cate has glanced through some of the texts: The science textbook has no text except a series of definitions of various science terms organized according to categories, like a dictionary. The copy-books are just that; they copy from the boards and from their readers, even to the extent of creating exact replicas of the illustrations from those books (i.e., cartoon image of policeman with the word “policeman” underneath it.) The English lesson-books are series of questions and answers and fill-in-the-blanks. 
simply meeting with the head-teacher. He mentioned that there is an autonomous kindergarten (“K-G”, he calls it) across the way, where kids go for two years before primary school. “We have three primary schools,” he notes. They learn 
some waiting for admission. The school grounds are broad, there is a playground, the children live in rooms with bunk-beds, they wear either red-and-white plaid uniforms or green-and-white plaid uniforms. The girls happily greet us; some are clearly in love with their means of helping the less competent, the non-speakers or the shy ones. There are kids with down syndrome and kids with cerebral palsy. Much hand-holding, some hugging, and we visit many, many of the rooms where they live. The minimum age for admission is 8 years; they have to be able to feed themselves and to be toilet-trained to be admitted. The many teachers employed graduated from the SUCCESS AT EFFIDUASE: We visit a “unit school” at
Cate and the team are terrifically impressed with Belinda the teacher, the organization of the school, the suitability of the children’s needs. Cate sees that they can work there using language enrichment as a byproduct. Ewura-Abena and the unit school teachers join with the children to sing in Fanti and Twi children's songs.
and hearing clinic in New York with some of the cleft palate patients in Kumasi. Cate demonstrates the values of the See-Scape that she brought on 11 year-old Grace. Grace had a successful operation closing her lip and palate, but she still has V.P.I. for all high-pressure sounds and comes for a follow-up evaluation. Most babies/children lay on their mothers' stomachs on the reclining dentist’s chair, and all were dressed immaculately in crinolines and the like, as if for their christenings. Dr. Peter Donkor, maxillo-facial surgeon, acknowledges that we really don’t have any idea what causes cleft palates, that when people from the regions come with their superstitions that they may be caused by witchcraft, he doesn’t attempt to disabuse them of the notion. It may very well come to be that witchcraft is someday proven to be causal, and then “we’ll have a department of Witchcraft Studies.” 
bells, singing and dancing. We meet Florence Amenuvor. Her fellow teachers are all enthusiastic and exuberant. Mr. Alexander Oppong meets with us. Mr. Alexander Oppong has an MSC (Masters in Science) from 
approximately $25 per student for a double room with breakfast included. The guest house is clean, with good air conditioning, cable TV, wireless internet and 3 available computers. An additional cost will be the taxis that will take the students and supervisors to their placement sites. It is likely that the taxi rides will cost each student about $5 per day. The only long distance is a 4 hour drive from Saxman, Crowley Honored by Professional Association for Work in Diversity
Faculty members Catherine Crowley (left) and John Saxman received Diversity Champions awards from the American Speech-Language-Hearing Association.
Blazing a (Speech) "Path" in Cambodia
TC Faculty members envision jump-starting a field in post-Khmer Cambodia
TC team delivers speech and language therapy via the Internet to a school for the deaf in Bolivia
