Church

My classmates and I got a chance to visit a church service in Ghana. The service was much like my church back home in Georgia. They sang some of the same hymns and the minister's style of preaching was much like southern baptist or pentecoastal preachers.

The Slave Castles

My experience at the Slave Castles - Cape Coast and Elmina was something that I will never forget. The entire day was filled with a very heavy feeling. Just to see and hear what happen to the Africans that were captured. I could feel the pain...the dungeons still smelled like death. It was real heavy. As I walked through the dungeons I was emotional but kept it internal. I was doing a lot of introspective reflection. My thoughts were more with those who survived and realizing they were the strongest of the strong. There were thousands that died before they made it to the castles, more that died while in the slave dungeons, even more that died while being transported to the ships and even more died on the trip to the Americas. So my ancestors that made the trip survived the worst conditions that any living being could experience.