Before I start, just a quick ‘thank you’ to Moi for reminding me that I even intended to share my Ramadan experience/lessons on here. Like you said, God sometimes speaks through people :) Okay, back to the scheduled program. Days two through five of Ramadan have been filled with so…
I’m tempted to agree with those who say that silence is the language of the soul, because words are not enough. I’m sitting on my bed, mac on lap, trying think up the best way to express what I’m feeling right this moment, but I can’t find the words.…
Dear United States of Africa,It’s been a good 50 years since the day you were born from that mustard seed of hope. You’ve come a long way since then. Today (July 2, 2060) historians are trying to pinpoint exactly the moment you were birthed. Was it the day ECOWAS, COMESA…
Some blog topics come to you in the form of a sentence from a stranger’s mouth, others come in dreams, and yet more from trending topics on twitter. My first blog topic in Ghana met me at the airport. As the plane descended into Accra’s Kotoka Airport, I thought to…
Dear Ghana Movie Industry, Initially, I was upset because you weren’t exploring the depth of your potential. But now, you’ve done the ultimate and unleashed untold anger upon yourself. And not just from me. By sashaying your hips into the ‘soft porn’ industry, many Ghanaians – and Africans – are…
NB: This post is part of a GhanaBlogging event to commemorate World Water Day (March 22) –The word floating around in Ghanaian circles these days is oil. Since ‘the great find’ the hopes of numerous Ghanaians have been buoyed and politicians are having quite the field day using the ‘expected oil…
Yes, I just went there. I dared say that it’s time to tuck away our beloved Kwame Nkrumah, the Big Six, and all those other valiant Ghanaian men and women who have done more than their part in Ghana’s development. We’ve lauded their deserving work for over 50 years. But…
Thought I was done blogging for the day — until I came across this BBC photo feature on Ghana’s market girls or “kayayo”. When I was back in Ghana, I would occasionally go to the Madina market in Accra with my mum and I remember seeing them every time.…
Oh the joys of motherhood. My baby Blanche de Castille (hp dv 6000 laptop) is ill and even as I type this, I might be pushing it. But hopefully, “safe mode” is exactly what it says it is. Safe. So a couple of weeks ago, someone accidentally spilled some liquid…