Many young people come from the villages of the Ghana region and intend to make their property in the large cities of Accra and Kumasi. For many, their initial goal is to apprentice master craftmen, its first call is Ghana's largest informal industrial area, home of thousands of motor mechanisms and car bodybuilder This is Kumasi's Suame magazine. The first impression is a permanent impression, the following is an explanation of youth's first encounter with Suame magazine.
Mr. Kwame discovered that there was no road surface that appeared in the magazine. The only access was often obtained by deep muddy roads pressed between the workshops, which often lacked the width of the two cars. In addition to the workshops, they lined up on these roads. Abandoned vehicles, machinery and scrap materials are scattered everywhere, piles protruding on the road and, in reality lying on the road, thousands of cars are running and embedded as a permanent feature It was.
Kwame quickly recognized that all the workshops were different, unlike the villages where most homes were based on the same basic pattern. Most of the large-scale workshops were built with concrete block walls and wavy metal roofs, and some of the small workshops were simply built. Many of the small workshops were made of wooden board walls, but the corrugated metal roof was standard. Many workshops have open aspects, and other workshops were not wooden workbenches. Some artisans are sitting on the shade of Mangoes and Nim's trees.
The level of activity was impressed by Kwame. He was a very many people, most men, busy with work and not moving around for obvious purposes. The noise of the hammer, the flash and crackle of the electric welding machine, the ham of the excavator and the grinding machine were mixed with the uninterrupted roar of the car engine and the drone. Kwame also realized that there seemed to be someone who seemed to do nothing. Some saw the work of others and some were sitting outside the workshop and were waiting for the obvious work to come.
Kwame was fascinated by what he saw when he wandered deer in a magazine. Most workshops seem to have been involved in vehicle repair. Some claim to be experts in Benz, Land Rover, Toyota, or Bedford's car repair. Some people specialize in repairing certain vehicle components such as batteries, brakes, clutches, car bodies or diesel engines. There were several special machines for precision work such as re-grinding the crankshaft and rebuilding the cylinder. In every workshop there was a name board proudly announcing the services it provided. Many of these are painted brighter and some show the list of services in great detail. The kindness of these name boards is in contrast to the chaos that surrounds the workshop and in many cases has penetrated the inside. Anywhere, mechanical parts, materials, tools are left in the apparel.
A young man of Kwame's age was sitting on the ground near the cleaning table of the machine. Kwame asked him what he was doing. He was told that the part is a fuel pump and that work is to clean it perfectly. For this purpose young people were given some tin cans and some old petrol. He told Kuwem that he was anxious about the master who owned the workshop. In his first year, his work was limited to cleaning up. In this cave there is an opportunity to know the parts well in preparation for learning how to repair in 12 years. Kwame asked how long the apprenticeship would last and was surprised when he was told for five years. I felt he did not want to wait for it until becoming a master.
In addition to providing repair services after roaming during the workshop, I found that several workshops sell products. He saw a big workshop building a wooden body of Trotoro and Cocoa Truck. Next to these large companies, the blacksmith shop supplied steel bolts and nuts, hinges and brackets to the bodybuilder. Some small workshops were producing coal pots. These coal piles are awaiting collection by market traders.
Because Kwame could not take all of it, he had activities he could not understand because he lacked necessary technical knowledge. He was fascinated by everything he noticed losing consciousness of his time. To his surprise, the sun went down, his idea came to bed at dinner. Where was he supposed to spend the night? He decided to go back to see the apprenticeship he met. He was hard to find his way and there were no signs in the magazine, until the arrival the workers were home. But his new friend was still there.
Kwame found that the apprentice came from a village far from Kumasi. He had no place to stay, but his husband allowed him to go to bed at the workshop. He invited him to Kwame. Part of the apprenticeship function was to provide nighttime security. These two men were better than one. In honor of this kindness, Kwah provided funds for dinner. Fuchu and peanut soup were purchased from one of many women's food sellers who traded with magazines. Kwame 's father often warned him of the danger of buying food from the street, but at this opportunity he could not do anything. The soup was very hot with pepper, but sometimes to compensate for the lack of other tastes, Kwame liked his soup so much. He slept calmly the first night of Suame Magazine.
