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The good news is that the GMAT might be coming back to Ghana after all.
I got a lead from a buddy that another assessment company in Accra (stationed in the TOTAL House, formerly called MOBIL House) will soon be in charge of the GMAT in Ghana.
A call to Linear Assessment Ghana Limited, organizers of the SAT, TOEFL? and GRE yielded some good? news. I’ll leave their response to you to figure out if the GMAT is coming back or not.
“Call back in 2 weeks or the end of month to check if our place is a centre.”
I’m sure to call them back in 2 weeks time and keep you posted but just in case you want to get up-to-date information, you can check them up on their website or call them on +233-(0)242686782.
In the meantime, all the best with your studies!
I just got an SOS call from a friend that he couldn’t find a test centre in Ghana to take the GMAT. I thought that was odd, because a few weeks back another friend took the GMAT at SiliconPro (the only test centre in Ghana for many years).
I only hoped it wasn’t true.
Same thing happened last year:
– I met a lady at a Columbia MBA session in Accra whose scheduled test date had been canceled because SiliconPro had shut down for renovation.
– I know a couple of people who took the GRE in place of the GMAT (because some b-schools had started accepting the GRE in place of the GMAT)
– There were a few of us who visited neighbouring countries to take the test. I took mine in Nigeria. It is very stressful testing in another country.
So I checked up the GMAT registration site hoping my friend was wrong, only to find out that Ghana has no test centre for the GMAT.
I’m really wondering what excuse Silicon Pro has this time around.
I hope it is just a routine server update/maintenance issue. (SiliconPro website says it is under maintenance)
Watch this space for updates!!
Just a trotro twist of things this Friday. A Rainy Friday in Accra means a muddy Friday!
The rain started pouring as soon as I got inside the trotro. [Grateful]
Fresh air gets in the bus and in my face and I’m all ready to enjoy a nice trotro ride at a time of the day when it could have been a hot and sticky ride. [Grateful]
The rain is getting in the bus, the passengers by the windows are quickly shutting the windows.
SUDDENLY EVERYTHING CHANGES
Slowly it gets hot in the bus and there is no chance of the passengers by window opening it a crack because the rain is really pouring at this point. [wishing I was home]
Suddenly one passenger makes a sound, drawing everyone’s attention…drops of water were collecting on the ceiling of the bus and dripping on her…wetting her by the drop. Before long drops have collected on all sagging parts of the ceiling.
People are getting beat by the rain in a bus? Of all places to be beaten by the rain.
Everyone is calling for the mate’s duster (trotro-speak) at this point.
Just when I thought I was one of the few lucky ones, a drop landed on my hand. [wishing I was home x10].
It was literally raining in the trotro at this point…everyone was repositioning themselves to prevent getting wet.
[The passengers were pelting the driver and his mate with questions and they were fielding them as they came, trying to lighten up the mood by blaming the greedy car-owner who doesn’t care]
The rain had stopped by the time I got down. Lucky me!!
Freedom from the heat (and odours)at last; welcome fresh, clean air.
First, it was raining in the trotro and now I have to trudge mud all the way home.
This is one of the days I’m the only person on the bus. Very few passengers to pick up. About 10pm. So I struck a conversation with the mate. I guess you are not surprised I wanted to know if I could be a mate for a day and what things I needed to know.
Fast forward>>>>> 10mins into the conversation
“….and please don’t jump out of the trotro until it comes to a stop”. He said, smiling and shaking his head.
“What is funny?” I asked. And he said “I remember my first experience of trying to get off this bus whiles it was in motion and what happened to me”.
I was wondering at this point because that was one thing I really love to see mates do – jumping off a moving trotro and cantering and then stopping next to the trotro just when it comes to a stop – The Trotro Mate Stunt.
And it is always beautiful! Something I’ll definitely love to do.
I didn’t know what could go wrong when executing this move, I only figured it would take time to make it look good.
What he told me was a sad story but I couldn’t help laughing with him in the end, after all he’d come to terms with his experience and could see the lighter side of it.
So he narrates his story:
“I planned on getting off the bus at the Odorkor bus stop like the other mates always do. I’d already picked my spot and decided to do a short distance until I was good enough and then show the driver the skills I’d picked up” “Things didn’t exactly go as planned. You can’t believe my surprise when I fell flat on my face as soon as i jumped off the bus” “Here I was, lying flat in the streets of Accra when no one had pushed me out of the bus” “I quickly got up, dusted myself, (discovered a few bruises on my knees and elbows and a small cut on my chin, with my eyes smarting and my ears singing) and run to open the door for the passengers, all this while trying to ignore the jeers and laughter from the few ‘senior’ mates who had seen the whole spectacle. It was not so painful as it was shocking for me”.
“But this is no laughing matter”, I said, after his vivid narration. “Were you hurt badly?”
“Oh no, just a few scratches. Last time a similar thing happened to one of the new mates at the station. ” [laughing and shaking his head]
At this point I had lighten up and was laughing heartily with him and before I could ask more questions, the bus had gotten to my junction……..
……And with that he executed an excellent Trotro Mate Stunt, opened the door with a flourish and said.
HIT THE GROUND RUNNING!!
I love to read bumper stickers and lettering on the back of buses. I grew up seeing the philosophical ones like ‘life is a war’, ‘suro nipa'(translated: fear human beings/ fear man). There is the ever popular one in Ghanaian lore – ‘Sea Never Dry’, which can be found only on the very old Albion buses that (used to?) ply the Kaneshie-Korle Bu route…vintage trotros those ones.
The new breed of lettering and messages on the back of trotros are in a world of their own. The fonts are as interesting as is the message they carry. There are those that extol virtues like ‘Love’, those that quote scriptures like ‘Jeremiah 33:3’ and those that are a cross between philosophical and errrr unintended grammatical error like in the picture – WHAT IS WRITING IS WRITING.
I will be carrying the camera around to get some interesting shots of even more interesting stickers/letterings.
Ps. After discussing my blog with a friend(Suel) he shared the most interesting story with me. It goes this way: On his way back home tired and frustrated in a traffic jam from Malam Junction to Awoshie, a trotro sped by in the wrong lane in a hurry to get to the Malam station. After about some 30mins of bumper to bumper crawling-speed Suel gets to the Malam junction to see this bus pulled over by the police and at the lettering/sticker on the back of the trotro was PATIENCE. How ironic!!
I was sorting my pictures and videos recently and found this interesting video. I decided to post the video on YouTube
There is not much of a story to this video; I took the shot from my perch in the bus and missed much of the action but I’m sure the video still captures the action fairly.
A bus reversed into on-coming traffic, bumped into the bus I was on, the offending driver did a half-hearted apology to my driver and as in the video, his conductor(Ghana’s equivalent of a mate) got down to bark instructions to help his driver execute this dangerous maneuver. Needless to say, the driver got away with it and my friend/guide made me understand that ‘this is normal, no one wants to sit in a hold-up’.
How is this picture for the Ghanaian equivalent?
This driver simply decided to drive into the on-coming traffic because his lane was jammed. This time I had enough time to take out my camera(with an exaggerated gesture which drew comments/commendation from other passengers and triggered a barrage of insults aimed at the driver).
Am I so unlucky to find myself in these life-threatening traffic situations?
The TROTRO is the average Ghanaians second home. An estimated 2 hours is spent on the trotro for any worker who commutes by this means of public transport.
Needless to say it is a part of our lives and does have an impact on our mood, our view of the world etc. There is always some drama going on at the trotro station, in the trotro bus and not to forget the driver and his mate.
To any stranger trotros might seem to be unregulated and craziest means of transport around but I can assure you that there is some order in this chaos. Fares are well known and well fought over in buses if the mate tries to pull a fast one, there are bus terminals where queues are respected in case of shortage of buses. Besides these, everything else is run by the driver, his mate and the passengers and that makes for an interesting blend that can spark fights or remain uneventful.
But anyone who ever rode on a trotro more than once will most probably have a story to tell. You can come for a refund of your time reading to this point if you were never intrigued by a trotro or a trotro ride. I bet even the pampered lot out there who never rode on a trotro have their own tales to tell. From being rudely crossed by a trotro eager to get a passenger before the other driver gets them to the occasional trotro-scratch-BMW cases.
The roads wouldn’t be any fun without trotro drivers. They actually add spice to this life. They are the reason we take all the defensive driving lessons (ergo, the driving schools wouldn’t have been so many and doing so much business), they make me feel like a better driver just looking at the way they pull over the shoulder of the road to pick a fare or enter the road with wanton disregard for other road users and oh how I like it when they give signals of police barriers ahead to help us kill the speed before the police pull us over to extort some Ghana Cedis (if you’ve been to these parts before, you know the rap).
If you hear more than 3 sharp blurts of the horn, chances are the trotro driver is trying to get your attention or even distract your attention. The tooting of their horns have messages embedded but no two drivers will give the same interpretation to same combination of tooting. There is no trotro Morse Code on the road.
It is always a love and hate relationship and trotros and everything that comes with it surely is no exception.
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