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8:00 am GMT We were told that Accra is a beautiful place, of luxuries and sheer bliss. So we traveled all the way from north, some from east and west, and we finally arrived in Accra at the south to have our share of the cake. My sister, it was a lie—yes Accra is a…

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My Goat Akilakpa has been angry since yesterday; at himself, at her, in fact, at everyone. So he has refused to answer anyone’s call. The situation was getting out of hand, so Yawa has come to Kobby–Akilakpa’s best friend–to try and talk with Akilakpa and find out what she had done wrong. From what she…

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At my Doorstep When I finally lifted the metallic bucket filled with water almost to the brim, a piece of cloth wrapped around my bosom and my sponge dish in my left hand ready to rush to the bathhouse; I was stopped in my track. She sat there, at my doorstep, alone and sad. I…

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Shortcuts are Dangerous Auntie Efua alighted at her usual bus stop. She crossed the road to the other side and began to walk briskly. There was not a single soul outside and the entire neighbourhood was quiet, except for some barks from the night dogs in the area. After every two steps, she would turn…

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First Time It was my first time. I sat still. I didn’t know what to do. Would it go smooth or rough? I asked myself. I had heard stories about first times–a lot of stories. While some recounted the experience as pleasant, others thought it was awkward and sometimes terrific. Consequently, I was filled with…

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August Occasion “On this august occasion, …” He paused and smiled. He then took the script to continue his speech, but the laughter he had suppressed couldn’t stay any longer in his chest. He burst into laughter. For a few minutes, the auditorium was chaotic. He finally broke the silence. “I apologise for my misconduct….