It’s all happened so fast. From half-joking idea to grant
proposal to plane tickets; earth to bricks to building; ideas to lessons to
business: this project has moved at an incredible pace. Despite setbacks and
reroutes, months of thinking and planning and working are about to crystallize
into something very real and very exciting. Today we look forward to opening
night, the first opportunity for members of Nomdu One to visit the new solar
center in the middle of their community. But before we celebrate too much, we
have a bit of catching up to do.
In the past few days we have trained Fati and Sowda on
operating the solar equipment and running the charging business, presented our
project to all of Nomdu One at a community meeting, and distributed solar lanterns
to each of the fifty-seven households in our community. At the end of these long days, we’ve
found ourselves much more interested in sleep than in attempting to coherently
share what we’ve been up to. So let’s pick back up where we left off.
We arrived at Nomdu shortly after sunrise to greet the Chief
and a handful of elders lounging beneath the emblematic big tree. This is the
scene we’ve found most days upon our early arrival to the village. Slowly
rising from a regal throne, a chair whose back was nearly horizontal, the chief
told us to wait for the community to arrive and fill in the circle. Slowly,
squirmy children, cackling older women, and even the ostracized Fulani brought
life to the otherwise tranquil village center. The Chief made a nearly
imperceptible hand gesture, which Khadijah immediately picked up on, and told
us to begin.
It was not until I stood at the center of the impromptu
amphitheater before me that I could fully conceptualize what fifty-seven
households looks like. Over a hundred people gathered, representing the much
greater population of Nomdu, to hear our presentation. Although we have gotten
to know a handful of the community during construction, a sea of unfamiliar
faces watched and waited to hear what a couple of Salamingas had to say for
themselves. With the boost of confidence from our freshly tailored Ghanaian
clothes, we began with hopes of winning over the community’s support.
Tragedy struck when Robert’s demonstration of lantern
durability backfired. The batteries popped out the back of the “drop-proof”
lantern as he skidded it across the stage. Oops…it
must have not been closed all the way? We silently wondered. However, he
quickly regained the community’s confidence by tossing an illuminated lantern
into a murky bucket of dugout water, where it bobbed and remained afloat for
the rest of our presentation. With the Chief and elders already on our side,
convincing the rest of Nomdu was not the challenge we had anticipated. And when
the group dispersed as quickly as it had coalesced, enthusiastic community
members repeatedly prodded as to why they had to wait for the solar center’s
opening. Whether due to the newly installed solar panels or the community’s
widespread enthusiasm, there was an electricity in the air of Nomdu One.
The next few days were a whirlwind of panel installation,
training, and lantern distribution. Fati and Sowda easily learned to wire the
panels and gen set (admittedly quicker than I had a week before), displaying
great confidence when they told village men to let them do their job. They are
absolutely killing it, and I could not be more impressed. We can’t wait for them
to shine at Opening Night!
| Fati inside the Solar Center |


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