Meeting Huge Celebrities... Who You Don't Recognize

Peter was quivering with excitement, and my Ghanaian teaching colleague, Seth, couldn't help but hop up and down with each burst of emotion coursing through his zesty heart.

"He's a SERIOUS radio presenter!" my friends gushed, hauling me and my camera in the direction of the yellow-shirted man.

Meeting a celebrity radio host in Ghana!
Meeting a celebrity radio host in Ghana!

With all this zing in the air, how could my heart NOT thump as well? But the truth was: I had no clue who this big-shot man in gold was.

Perhaps it has happened to you. You're chilling innocently with friends, when suddenly-- an idol is spotted! Everyone begins to freak out, pointing, hyperventilating, and wildly scheming how to approach/photograph/grope the famous human. Meanwhile, you are awkwardly humming a little ditty that goes something like this: "Dum-te-dum, who the heck is that?"

In the end, though, how can you not go along with the surging wave of excitement? If you sit your ignorant self to the sidelines whilst all your pals snap photos, wouldn't you somehow insult everyone involved? What if you one day grew to know and love the celebrity's work and then wished you'd shaken that famous hand?

A festival in Aburi, Ghana.
A festival in Aburi, Ghana.

And so, on that day in that giant Ghana Independence Day festival in Aburi, Ghana Botanical Gardens, I leapt into the celebrity love-fest with abandon, just like everybody else-- whether or not I knew the name of the idol posing for the photos next to me. Deep down, I've always been such a sucker for fame!

But on the flip side, here's a persistent fantasy I have about a different definition of "Celebrity"...

In this dream, my friend Meg and I are standing in a long line to get into the swankiest new restaurant in Manhattan. We've been waiting for hours and our cute little dresses are starting to chafe. The queue is hardly budging.

"Argh," moans Meg, "There's ANOTHER limo of celebrities cutting the entire line!" We glare as the stars approach the door and whisper a haughty sentence to the bouncers (likely: "Do you KNOW who I AM?") and are instantly ushered past the velvet rope.

Lovely Aburi, Ghana.
Lovely Aburi, Ghana.

In this fantasy, it is then that Meg and I get a brilliant idea. We stride out of the stagnant line and walk right up to the entrance guards.

"Can I help you?" the burly bouncer growls.

"Do you KNOW who we ARE?" Meg and I demand with extreme pomposity.

"N-n-o," stutters the bouncer. "Who are you?"

Meg and I raise our chins high and declare: "We are TEACHERS!"

Without another word, the bouncer bows down, throws open the rope for our glorious entrance, and provides us with free appetizers and roses the whole evening long.

With my Ghanaian colleagues.
With my Ghanaian colleagues.

And thus ends my awesome fantasy.

But seriously, look between the first (celebrity-celebrating) photo and the final (supposedly celebrity-free) picture.

Only the first one has a well-known Ghanaian radio presenter in it.

However, BOTH photos feature some really dedicated, dynamic youth workers. Moreover, the last photo contains the founder of Youth Creating Change of Ghana: a program which has changed the lives of hundreds of students and is expanding its impact each year. You know where this this point is going, don't you? WE are all big deal celebrities, too, in our own way!

Get our autograph, folks-- we're getting things done in this world!

Tourist note: Gaze at these photos to see why Aburi Botanical Gardens is one of the most beautiful places I've been to in all of Ghana. I highly recommend this breezy hilltown if you're doing the Ghana travel thing!

13 Comments

  1. Wow! This is so funny that he was such a big deal there and you had no idea who he was. This would definitely be me, the odd duck out who doesn't know who the huge celebrity is... but it's understandable, considering you were on a different continent! I also loved your little fantasy about you and your friend and your "cute little dresses starting to chafe" and acting up to the guards!

  2. This is amazing! Most days you don't meet celebrities from around the world. I also agree that in our own way we are a celebrity ourselves, even if we aren't well known in the world.

  3. This is just amazing! You don't really expect to meet celebrities from around the world. I love how humble and honest you were about the trill to meet others. This article just sums up so much good that Ghana has to offer, such amazing people. Thank you for giving me a smile today.(‐^▽^‐)_へ__(‾◡◝ )>

  4. I agree that we are all celebrities in our own ways, even if we are not famous. I think that we all could all be a big star if we get well known in a community, like the radio presenter you met.

  5. Lillie,
    You are more than a celebrity! You are my hero!
    I definitely want your autograph!
    Lisa

    love this part: WE are all big deal celebrities, too, in our own way!

  6. Haha this totally happened ot me when I went to Puerto Rico one year in college for spring break. I had no idea who this guy was that my friends were all excited about. Some reggaeton guy called Daddy Yankee.

    He was a nice guy who let us all take pictures and even bought us a round of drinks and sat with us. My friends were thrilled, i was confused.

    Later that year the song Gasolina was all over the radio and it all started to come together....

  7. This has happened to me more than once on overseas wrestling trips. Among them are:

    * A Finnish congresswoman - one of the Finnish referees (I was the only American ref) took me to her to introduce us. She later gave a speech before a packed arena before the championship matches.

    * Miss Samoa - she made constant appearances at our tournament, producing numerous photo ops. Very nice girl, huge celebrity on the Samoan Islands. Here's the funny part: although most of her family lives on the Islands, she has lived most of her life in Salt Lake City (went to college at Utah).

    I totally agree that if they tell you the person is a celebrity, by all means, take a picture with him/her. You never know who might know the celebrity.

  8. Patty said...
    Great story, I like your fantasy ;) can I get your autograph?

    March 29, 2010 6:27 PM

    Agnes said...
    What a story and you tell it so well!

    March 29, 2010 6:55 PM

    Andy Jarosz said...
    Great story Lillie! When I lived in NYC I shared an apartment building with a Yankees player. He was even on our floor. But being a Brit I had absolutely no idea about baseball, and so didn't recognise him at all.
    So he got the totally natural treatment from me when we shared the elevator, thanks to my ignorance of local sports.

    March 31, 2010 11:28 AM

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