Guest Contributor Esi W Cleland: Two things you learn about Ghanaian men by walking the streets
In Ghana, when a man approaches a woman and tries to get to know her better for a relationship (leading to marriage, as we like to say here), he is said to be conning her. Yep. Conning. As in the verb to con: “To trick or defraud, usually for personal gain”. It may sound depressing but it’s not as bad as all that. It just means that a man sees a woman, likes her, and takes the steps that he thinks will encourage her to develop an interest in him. The Ghanaian men I hang out with don’t really con women anymore or I don’t see them doing it so I thought the art of conning was dying. I guess I thought wrong. Maybe I was just not spending enough time with the many men on the streets. You hear me out.
So I’ve gained at least 10 lbs in the last year. And I’m fighting the weight so I decided to walk. And boy have I walked the streets of Accra ! I’ve walked from Ashale-Botwe to Abelenkpe, From Ako Adjei interchange to Accra Mall, From Accra Mall to Ritz Junction, close to Adenta, From Atomic Junction to Dzorwulu. Yep. It’s been mostly fun. I know I’ve lost some of the weight because my clothes no longer hug my body, but I’m yet to check how much of it I’ve walked off. I guess I’ve saved some money too, made some roadside carver friends, and entered shops I’d never noticed previously when I passed the same areas in cars. So i’ve liked it. But the most interesting part of the whole deal has been the men! Yes, Ghanaian men. Whoever said men are hard to come by has surely not looked on the streets of Accra.
I swear that on any day, if a young woman walks from Ashale-Botwe to Abelenkpe, not less than 10 men would try to “talk” to her on the way. Typical conversation would go like so:
Guy: My sister, how are you?
Girl: Fine, thanks.
Guy: What’s your name?
Girl: Esi
Guy: Esi…are you a Voltarian? Meaning, do you come from the Volta Region?
Girl: No.
Guy: Are you sure? Where are you from?
Girl: Mowure. It’s in the central region.
Guy: Ah. Fanti. I want you to be my wife
Girl: I’m married. See my ring.
Guy: But am I not also a man?
Girl: I’m in a hurry, I have to go.
Guy: Okay give me your number
Girl: I don’t have a phone
Guy: Okay, then take mine. Will you call me? I like you, you’re a beautiful girl.
Girl: I have to go
Guy: Have patience. Beautiful girl like you have to be patient.
Girl: Bye bye
Guy: Call me okay?
Some are respectful and understanding:
Older Guy, a watchman: Wo ho Ye me few (I find you attractive)
Girl: Me da ase (Thanks)
Guy: Where are you from?
Girl: Mowure
Guy: Oh really? I’m also a fanti. I’m from Abakrampa. Have you ever heard of it?
Guy: Yes, my mother mentions it.
Guy: Do you live around here?
Girl: No, I work
Guy: Are you a house girl?
Guy: No, I work in advertising
Guy: Oh okay. Well, it spoils nothing. I like you.
Girl: I’m married
Guy: Oh, that’s too bad.
Girl: Yeah
Guy: Well, you can still stop by to say hi whenever you pass here again. I’m the day watchman here.
Girl: Okay, goodbye.
Some of the men are more aggressive. Picture a man standing in front of a beer bar on a Saturday morning, already a little drunk. They’ll start like so:
Guy: Rasta lady. Rasta. I like your hair.
Girl: Thanks, walking hurriedly on.
Guy: Please come, I like you. I want to talk to you.
Girl (Thinking, even if I liked you, i would never say yes to a guy who goes to a bar this early in the morning): I’m in a hurry. I’m walking all the way to Abelenkpe
Guy: You can even be walking to Teshie.
Girl (annoyed): Look, I don’t have time for this, and walks on
Guy: Ei, Ghana mbaa mo beku yen (Ghanaian women will kill us)
And some even insult you.
Guy: Ssss ssss
Girl: no reaction. Keeps walking..
Guy: Rasta girl, enti me frE wo no, won tee Ye? (Have you not heard me calling you?)
Girl: no reaction. Keeps walking..
Guy: Enye wo biibiaa na EyE me fE o, wo rasta no a, nti na meni gye ho (I don’t even find you that attractive…it’s just your rasta that I like)
Girl: no reaction. Keeps walking..
But the worst of it all is when the guys call you from a good 50 meters away and expect that because they called, you should turn around and walk to them.
Guy: Sssss….Rasta, Black beauty
Girl: turn around, see how far the guy is and keeps walking
Guy: Herr, I’m calling you
Girl: keeps walking
Guy aggressively, almost abusively says: can’t you hear I’m calling you?
Girl: why? Is it by force?
Guy: Come, I’m calling you.
Girl: walks off.
Seriously, these guys can make walking at once amusing, interesting, and stressful. Two things I now know:
1) Ghanaian men like or at least will consider dating a woman with locs.
2) Single men (I assume they’re single since they’re looking) abound…if you look in the right places like on the streets.
Do you ladies have roadside “conning” experiences with tro-tro drivers, mates and artisans, area boys, second hand clothing sellers, shoe shine boys? Come on now. Everyone has one of those. Would love to hear!
And for the men, are you a “conner”? And if so, how do you begin?
Love and Light,
Esi
Esi blogs at www.maameous.blogspot.com


11:01 pm
@Esi – This post made me laugh! I started out thinking “Mmm, maybe I should walk more” but at the end of the post I decided to stick to my Tata! Roadside conning experience? No recent events come to mind but I do have a selective memory so have probably blanked out all “unsuitable” cons