********** “I’m alone, not lonely,” I’d say to myself repeatedly. But who am I trying to deceive? Sometimes when I’m all by myself, I get a positive vibe. I’d travel the world in my mind, lecture in many top universities in the world and even have fun with my unborn kids. That’s totally fine with me. I find please in my solitude. What I hate is …
“You won’t understand what I mean now, but someday you will: the only trick of friendship, I think, is to find people who are better than you are—not smarter, not cooler, but kinder, and more generous, and more forgiving—and then to appreciate them for what they can teach you, and to try to listen to …
Reading on slavery and a visit to the slave Castle may produce the same emotions but the intensity of these emotions differ, trust me. My recent visit to the Elmina castle in Cape Coast produced mixed feelings. It is the year of return in Ghana and my tour group comprised of many black Americans from …
My parents sent me to a boarding school when I was six years. They were expecting something good from me but whenever I went home with my terminal report card, it’s either “talkative or more room for improvement” written at the teacher’s remarks. I guess if I had any aspirations it was one as simple as ABCD. In the final term of primary 3, only those with good handwriting would be allowed to migrate from writing with pencil to pen. That was the beginning of the studios me.
