Who's jump-started the jobs-jalopy in Accra? I haven't seen it hobble past on the street below my office window. It's just the passport-hunting, jobless flock. So where's the Ghana High Commission going to conjure nine-to-fives for jobless Ghana-Brits to return to? Political possum-play.
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Memories of London 2012
My keepsakes from the Olympics: the thrice-striking lightning Bolt; Farah winning Mo than one gold medal; Jess the GIANT tadpole; the Baltimore Bullet killing it in the swimming pool; Golden Girl Gabby Douglas.
And then there was the bonsai Bukom boxer; went into the prize fight with only brawn; beaten into a pulp of boiled bambara beans by the lanky Nipponese 'blowman'. God, his bewildered oafish look!
Friday, August 3, 2012
Country of Necrophiliacs
This dead president's legacy may be immortal. Yet, the leftovers are a common corpse. We clownish-clash over which family has the title deeds to the esteemed cadaver and what pencil of land it will lie six feet under. Why? We are a country of necrophiliacs.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Illegal Mining Affecting Girls
Illegal mining in a needy district should blow boys' education into smithereens. But why is it dynamite for damsels too? 'Galamsey Boys' are youthful, loaded, walking neon lights. They bedazzle the girls to choose the procreative trimester over the academic one.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Education Failure. Yes Sir.
Teacher: Two plus two equals 4. Understood?
Pupils: Yes sir!
Pupils: Dabi (No!!!!!!)
Pupils: Yes sir!
Teacher: Should
I go over again?
Pupils: Yes
sir!
Teacher: But
all of you understood it?
Pupils: Yes
sir!
Teacher: Computer.
Pupils: Yes
sir!
Teacher: Skyscraper.
Pupils: Yes
sir!
Teacher: Pathetic.
Pupils: Yes
sir!
Teacher: Mo
te m'asee? (Do you understand me?)
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