Quincy, not Kwesi, was my name at Indiana University over 40 years ago. No questions asked about how the Sunday born ‘Yankah’ exchanged his Kwesi for Quincy. But that was Ghana at Indiana 1980. Last
We were careful those days in Duakwa not to be shamed and mocked as ‘Awengaa.’ A thirty-year old man who had ‘slept’ with an under-aged girl; he was Awengaa. A forty-year old having his way
Kwame Kwakye, the legendary District Commissioner during the Nkrumah days, was a household name in the 1960s. I was in elementary school when I sniffed his presence in the neighborhood, Akim Oda which was 30
Which school did you attend? That is a simple question that is more loaded than perceived. ‘Ehm… ehm… ehm’ is sometimes the initial response which may never be completed. Other times the response has been
Since last week, I have been so excited heading towards Christmas in a somewhat happy mood. A cedi in coma has jumped to its feet, to earn some respect from a bullying dollar. Plantain and
In 2007, I sat beside the Maestro Abedi Pele, the celebrated father of Dede Ayew, on a trip to Namibia representing Ghana. I was part of a three-member delegation put together to market the AFCON
Monday, 14th November, I was all set going to see the latest operation by this mystery man, Anas Aremeyaw Anas, who for two decades had gotten Ghana turning on his five fingers. He had gotten the
The past weekend had many sides, and allowed you to exercise your preference as to whether to laugh or to cry. If you wanted to laugh you could tune in to a Kume Preko demonstration,
Kojo Antwi, Mr Music Man is a love bird. He is love on two legs. Lovers can listen to Kojo’s lyrics and fall in love over and over again, only because Kojo has wooed them
I simply do not know why hot things of this earth should decide to by-pass all other months, and collectively land in the month when I was born--- October. Why the conspiracy? This is the
