Along with the invitation came numerous .pdf brochures on safety,
harassment, cultural adjustment, agriculture program and PC Ghana, as
well as more medical, financial and legal forms to submit.
PC is all about paperwork... I was warned about it (and I have
megabytes of scanned documents I already submitted during the application and
medical pre-clearance stages), but at some point it becomes annoying (yet all
of this is necessary – if you miss sending a form for a PC passport, visa, shots,
final medical or dental exam results, you are not sent your tickets). Good
thing I’ve been dealing with tons of government paperwork while paralegaling,
so it does not seem as scary anymore. I’m almost there!
My parents (who were first very supportive about the entire
idea of me joining PC) became worried when they heard that I am going to
Africa. My dad worked in Nigeria in the 90s, and left his job with some bad
impressions of the country. But, he was fairly philosophical in his congratulatory
message to me. He wrote: “Gena (him), Galya (mom), Ghana – you cannot escape
your fate.” Mom was simply excited that I will be helping with cultivation of
cashew trees. She wrote: “I want to gather cashew too!” She loves this stuff,
my mom. I will need to get some gardening tips from her before I go, since she
and grandma Natasha (her mom) are our family gardeners.
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