I woke up amnesiac and wounded on a deserted beach. The only clue I have to my identity is DAVID X11 tattoed on my chest and the key to my vault. Though my memory has let me down, I found out that I have the reflexes of a highly – trained professional combatant. I set […]
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In those days when our forefathers were alive and was struggling for Ghana’s independence. When the British came to colonize us (Our Colonial Masters). Our land was fertile. A store house of wealth. It did not become so in our day so why destroy it with galemsy. Our hearts are frozen because of gold. The […]
True friendship isn’t about what you can do or what others can’t do for you. It is about who stands by your side in good times and bad times. Sometimes things that hurt you in life teach you hood lessons in life. God has never lost a battle and he is not about to lose […]
Dad had told Mom in the morning that he would bring a big fish home to dinner. In the evening we had a guest. He was Dad’s business partner, Mr Addoquaye. When we were seated at the table all about to enjoy the banku and chicken, my five-year old little brother blurted out: “Why, Mommy, […]
TEACHER: “How many fingers have you, Appiah?” APPIAH: “Ten.” TEACHER: “Well, if four of them were missing, what would you have then?” APPIAHY: “No flute lessons.” By KWABENA BOAKYE Class Six
There were three boys in my neighbourhood. They were friends. They went to school together. They played together. They did everything together. But they were stubborn. They didn’t listen to their parents. They didn’t take any advice. There was a busy road near their house. The three friends liked to run across the road. They […]
Kofi Tutu lives near my house. He is about five years old. He dreamt of going to school but his parents would not allow him. He begged his older brother to take him with him to a school near their house. The big brother took him there. He took the entrance examination and passed. For […]
My little sister is in KG One. She is four years old. But she thinks like someone six years old. She came home last week and told my mother that her teacher was mad. “How’s that, Sedinam?” my mother asked her. “Yesterday, she told us that 2+2=4. But today she said it’s 3+1” she reasoned. […]
Once there lived a boy named Kojo. He was a very lazy boy and his mother and he were not good friends. His mother was a widow. She lost her husband before Kojo was born. When Kojo grew up, he learned that his father travelled to far away land to look for wealth but never […]
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