Stories of My Vocation, Part I
B. Kwame Assenyoh
Family Situation:
I was born in 1967 and raised in Accra, the capital city of Ghana, as the second child and the first son among seven siblings – two sisters and four brothers. All of my nucleus family members live in the city of Accra and are staunch Catholic Christians, but some of my extended family members are non-Christian African traditional religious practitioners
Although my parents worked very hard, we were considered an economically poor family throughout the 31 years I lived in Ghana. My father was a tailor by profession and my mother worked mostly as a food vendor. My parents raised us in two rooms – in “the chamber and hall” housing system of Ghana – until I was 16 years old and moved in with other boys in my area.
I also recall that my family did not own a radio until 1980. In spite of my family’s economic struggle, my parents have always been satisfied with our family situation by using their Christian faith to keep the family closely-knit together.
Early Education/Influences:
I owe my priestly vocation to a few incidences and personalities. The ministry of the late Father Paul van Riel, SVD (SVD – Societas Verbi Divini, or Society of the Divine Word), played an important role from my early school days through my secondary (high) school years. I started my education at a French school that Father Paul founded on the grounds of my home church, Holy Family Parish, in a suburb of Accra named Mataheko. However, before beginning second grade, I was moved into the English elementary school system. I did all my elementary schooling in the Church’s government-assisted primary and middle schools.
As a second-year middle school student in 1981, I passed the West African Common Entrance Examination, which gained me a spot at Saint Thomas Aquinas Secondary School. However, my father was in Nigeria at the time, working to support the family. Without money, I was on the verge of losing my “academically-earned” spot in one of the most prestigious SVD-founded Catholic schools for boys in Ghana.
My mother contributed all of the money she collected from her debtors but that fell short of the enrollment fee. We reached out to Father Paul who stepped in to financially help with my enrollment in that secondary/high school. In this Catholic school for boys, poor as I was, I found myself sitting in a class with at least ten boys who were sons of diplomats – the majority of whom were Europeans.
Victoria Acquah is the person who really lighted my vocation fire! To me, the enrollment of a poor child like me into a prestigious high school for foreign diplomatic kids was miraculous, and it confirmed a desire I had to become a priest. That desire was sparked and nurtured within me by “old” Mama Victoria - a devout Catholic widow and grandmother of the Church.
When I was 10 years old, I heard her telling my parents that she believed I would become a priest. Her words deeply touched me and inspired me to enlist as an altar server. Therefore, Father Paul’s financial support that landed me in Aquinas Secondary School was more like a confirmation of Mama Victoria’s prediction.
Although I did lose interest at some point in my high school days, my close involvement in the parish youth work, altar serving, the Legion of Mary, Junior Knights of Marshall, and the Charismatic Renewal group finally renewed my interest when I graduated with the General Certificate of Education Advanced Level (GCE A-Level) in 1989.
Seminary and Formation:
I would say that my seminary formation years were deeply inspiring, but also full of struggles to understand and clarify what it means to be a religious missionary and priest as an African.
In 1992, after two years of philosophical studies at Saint Victor’s Seminary in Tamale, I entered the Divine Word Novitiate at Nkwatia-Kwahu in eastern Ghana. It was here, during a 30-day retreat, where I confronted issues of my psychosexual development with the help of my novice master and retreat director, now Bishop Frank Nubuasah, SVD of Francistown, Botswana (Click HERE for Bishop Nubuasah’s farewell letter to his friend the late George Floyd.)
At this point, Father Frank had me read the book The Sexual Celibate by Donald Goergen, and our reflective discussions helped me to understand and come to terms with my sexuality and its role in the life and professional choice I was making. More especially, I learned to manage the “affectivity” aspect of my sexuality.
In September of 1993, I made my first religious profession at Nsawam, Ghana. Thereafter, I was sent to the Republic of Benin to learn French in the company of four of my fellow “freshly” professed. We also received six months of pastoral training in parishes across the Togo and Benin.
Upon returning to Ghana I studied theology for four years at Saint Victor’s Seminary – completing the External Diploma in Theology with the University of Ghana in 1997 – while residing at the SVD Common Formation House at Tamale.
During this period, I gained, to a degree, clarity about and interest in black and Africans’ experience within the Church. This interest led me, in June of 1998, to write my concluding seminary thesis (“Memoir” as we called it) on “Black Liberation Theology”.
In the seminary, I would say that I developed an eclectic, open, intercultural, and hybrid lifestyle in spite of strong tribal affiliations that existed. For instance, I did not affiliate with my fellow Ewe-tribal seminarians. Instead, my best friend was Joshua Gariba (now a professor/priest at the University of Ghana) who, himself, was cosmopolitan. This eclectic habit led me to choose Poland as one of the options for my first missionary assignment.
In hindsight, I believe that my superiors may have considered this same eclectic personality within me when they gave me the United States as my first assignment.
Be sure to stay tuned to flocknote, as my story will be continued next week!
-- Fr. Kwame