One friend explained to me the difficulties that the children in Ghana – a country that was one dubbed, “the Golden Coast” – must face to get a proper education. He then asked me to go there and shoot a short film to reflect the reality of education there.
I started making the needed arrangements. I asked the field coordinator to find a humanitarian story about a poor student. A few days later, he told me that a student, Abdul Rahman, is ready to film the details of a day in his life where he tells us what it means to find a school seat at some remote village in Ghana?
When I reached the capital, Accra, the coordinator met me with a warm welcome and he informed me that we will be heading, on the following day, to the city of Kumasi in North Ghana, to shoot the story of Abdul Rahman. He suggested that we fly there as this will be “much” faster than the road.
On the following day, we went to the airport on time but they refused to let us in and told us, at the outer gate, that the plane will be late to take off due to reasons pertaining to the weather although the skies were clear!!
We waited four hours for our flight but were then told that the flight has been cancelled!
I asked him: What shall we do now?
He said: We have two options. Either we wait for the next flight but we don’t know when it will depart; or we take the car and go by land; to which I responded: “Once bitten, twice shy.” And thus, we ended up driving to Kumasi.
