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05 juillet 2016

LOGIN TO READ!!!. A NEVER ENDING LAUGHTER MIXED WITH SORROW.... - SAD STORY OF LOVE IS FINALLY HERE

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SAD STORY OF LOVE.( episode 1)

How to tell him l was in love with him, felt heavy in the tongue.
This was beyond the usual things l was capable of.
Though the eagerness to proceed gripped a half of me.
I fell in love with him suddenly.
Whenever I looked at him, a saw, a true African man, a hero.
To control the heart beat was something I battled with anytime I run to him.
I looses my senses completely.

On the Alafi park, there he was, holding his canvas when he had done playing football and headed towards the beautiful gate, the way out to his house.
I felt like hugging that masculine body which pairs nicely with his six packs tommy.
Not escaping how completely lost I was in his world of charming smile, his sexy sunken eyes and eyeballs, they sparkled like a pearl beneath the waters.
How I wished he walked up to me to communicate, maybe just hello and that would have made my day but he walked passed me as if he hadn't spotted me to even have heard my heart yell and scream.
I stretched out my arm into space toward him at his back while tears fell off the sad eyes.
My heart didn't seize to beckon and scream for his attention but he was already gone.

At night, sleep refused to visit my eyes.
I was glued to his picture.
I got that picture from Akosua because they were mates in school.
I told Akosua lies to have that picture.
To Akosua, the picture had some friends, I wanted to hold dear to their memories.
She never suspected I developed feelings for him.
And besides Akosua knew we didn't know each other.
We have never met though she does discuss him sometimes.
Akosua could have been capable of hooking me up with a little effort, if I had voiced out my feelings, since he was her closest mate in SHS.
But I felt ashamed to let out my feelings to Akosua, for the reason that, among all the friends, I was the "holier than thou".
How then could I have easily spelt out my sudden feelings for that guy to her?
I simply couldn't do so.

It was afternoon and the sun was scorching.
It felt quite difficult to step out there but I needed to inform Mr Ofosu of the up coming meeting, organised by the church, to make preparation for the missionaries from Germany and as the female Secretary of the church, it was my duty, for Mr Ofosu couldn't make it to church last week.

Holding hands with a fair lady opposite the town hall was Abel.
My heart escaped a beat.
I went insane as l saw him with another.
Closer and nearer I got, with my face muscles squeezed.
The lady asked " is she after you?"
She realised l stood there for long.
Abel looked at the angle where l stood.
He went back, looked at her and quickly, he replied
" oh no. I don't think so. I don't know her anywhere"
I burst out tears after the expression was made.
Was unable to control the tears from falling from the eyes to the face.
Reality flashed on me.
" you are madly in love with a man who doesn't know you exist "
" what Is wrong with her ?" Wondered Abel.
He sounded astonished.

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18 mars 2016

A shallow brain shouldn't be a default

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SHALLOW BRAIN

Air blowing away

Thoughts scattering away

As train moving away

Don't want to stay

 

Am shallow in the brain

Easily led like a sheep

Like a ship on the sea

Living with the shame

Difficult to endure the pain

 

Going for my thoughts

Need to wise up in the brain

Cooking up for gain

Before the heavy rains

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06 mars 2016

AM AN AFRICAN WOMAN

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African Woman

Am an African woman, proud to be a Ghanaian.

My beauty glimpses like the morning sun rising at its strength.

Am endowed with a true African complexion, combined with my blonde black long hair gives me that typical beauty of an African queen.

My soft,smooth and nourished skin can loose the senses of any man.

The sparkling wide white eyes of mine, is like a pearl floating on the surface of the sea. Not to mention of the African stature that takes the attention of both males and females.

When I walk,I walk gorgeously and elegantly like an ancient princess.

My principles, I hold in very high esteem and the word of God is a lamp unto my path.

Respect and humility are my virtues. Am a great woman. Many love my company because they feel accepted and loved.

My compassion for others is known across the breadth and width of the town and this makes children finds comfort in my bosom.

The quality faithfulness is my key just as the female eagle.

Am tactical in thinking, intelligent and reasonable in decisions. Nothing delight me more than to be in the kitchen.

The aroma of my delicious delicacies I can't describe.

You will bite your tongue if you have a taste.

It will take your breath away.

Despite all the qualities, I know as an African woman, I need to regard a man more especially when am a wife.

He is my god. Am a wonderful woman and any man who will have me for a wife has found peace and a treasure because am far above rubies.( proverbs 31:10)

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02 mars 2016

LIVE A LIFE OF VICTORY

 

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 LIVE

 I live a life of victory

I live to leave a history

My life must tell a story

People think my victory is quite satisfactory

But I dream beyond my territory

For me, victory is obligatory

My eagerness to be victorious is involuntary

Opportunities, I make good use like products of a factory

I always encourage myself in order not to get weak like a suppository

Victory is for the dedicatory.

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A SCAVENGER YET A SAVIOR

 

 

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A SCAVENGER YET A SAVIOR


There is a myth Africans have embraced.
Some say vultures are witches and wizards; others say they are bad luck, have a bad smell so detest them.

Africans, it's time to face reality; vultures were created by God and for a particular purpose.
God had you and I in mind.
He made the vultures to pick and eat up waste and animal carcasses which breeds harmful micro-organisms such as bacteria, viruses etc causing infections.

The bird vulture performs a magnificent role with its long beck and bald head.
They eat up carcasses and waste on the environment hence getting rid of infections from the land.

Bear in mind when the environment is heaped and accumulated with dead animals and waste, human health will be at task.
Vultures increase would minimize the rate at which infections evade the environment since they eat up these carcasses which generates infections.

Why would we want to get rid of such wonderful birds from the environment, when the environment's survival lies on them?
Why kill them with this simple myth they're witches, wizards, bad luck, devils etc?

Africans, we need our vultures back for this significant role!!
We need their presence on the environment, for their existence means reduction in infection.

Chosen Mumuni

Contemporary Ghanaian poet,a script and songwriter

Central Region, Ghana

+233 264 202 024

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29 février 2016

Lordina and her husband Mahama

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Lordina and her husband Mahama was caught in a heated argument.


Mahama: Don't worry I will get myself another wife. She would bear me better children.

Lordina: Oh really!... Marry and relocate with her for all I care.
Mahama: She is going to be where I will be. Here of course.

Lordina: hahaha..do you want I and my bad children to corrupt your better wife and children?
Mahama left angrily as he kicked a bucket on his way.
Assibi, her last daughter laughed out loud.


To Mahama, his children  Assibi and Baba are the worst. And he feels his wife is in support of them because anytime he chastises them, she would advice it isn't the right way.
It was early morning and Mahama was on his children. Neighbours gathered on their compound and witnessed. It was so disastrous.
There is something called "otofista" and he saw his son Baba on it. He tried to strip him naked before the public which Baba hesitated and tried defending himself. And in the process, his hand accidentally touched his father's cheek.
Mahama got furious and claimed his son had slapped him.


Mahama: you see what I have been saying? He slapped me, me his father. Good for nothing son. What good would you ever bring to me!
Make sure you don't step your foot in the house am about to mount.

Assibi: eeeii Dad! Yes he might have offended you but he still remains your child.

Mahama: shut up! You better cry your own cry. You think am going to see you through Tertiary, what good will that bring out of you? Leave my sight!


Lordina sat on a chair as she weeps." These are some of the words you say and when I talk you think am supporting the children. These words you spoke are like curses"
Many years later, Mahama surely implemented his words. He refused to see his children through tertiary.
This made them leave the house to seek for greener pastures. The children went through a lot.
Lordina cried all her eyes out during the time. She did nothing but to pray for her children.
But later succeeded. Assibi their last daughter finally secured herself a job and went to school same time.
Baba soon became rich. He decided to build a house for his parents after he had built his.
Mahama became terribly ill. He almost joined his ancestors. It was his children who took the burden upon themselves. They paid Good doctors to attend to him.
Lordina was at his bed side and reminded him.


Lordina: The children you called good for nothing are paying your hospital bills. Same children you said wanted nothing from have finished your house and from here, you're going to stay. 
I always tell you, every household has its own problems but its takes tolerance and patience to get them corrected.
No matter how bad you think your children are, never neglect your responsibilities as a parent.

Mahama: hmmm..I thought I was training them but now I know better. Am so so ashamed, I can't even look them in the eye.

My children forgive me.

WHAT ARE SOME OF THE MORAL LESSONS FROM THE STORY???

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27 février 2016

Lordina and her husband Mahama

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Lordina and her husband Mahama was caught in a heated argument.


Mahama: Don't worry I will get myself another wife. She would bear me better children.

Lordina: Oh really!... Marry and relocate with her for all I care.
Mahama: She is going to be where I will be. Here of course.

Lordina: hahaha..do you want I and my bad children to corrupt your better wife and children?
Mahama left angrily as he kicked a bucket on his way.
Assibi, her last daughter laughed out loud.


To Mahama, his children  Assibi and Baba are the worst. And he feels his wife is in support of them because anytime he chastises them, she would advice it isn't the right way.
It was early morning and Mahama was on his children. Neighbours gathered on their compound and witnessed. It was so disastrous.
There is something called "otofista" and he saw his son Baba on it. He tried to strip him naked before the public which Baba hesitated and tried defending himself. And in the process, his hand accidentally touched his father's cheek.
Mahama got furious and claimed his son had slapped him.


Mahama: you see what I have been saying? He slapped me, me his father. Good for nothing son. What good would you ever bring to me!
Make sure you don't step your foot in the house am about to mount.

Assibi: eeeii Dad! Yes he might have offended you but he still remains your child.

Mahama: shut up! You better cry your own cry. You think am going to see you through Tertiary, what good will that bring out of you? Leave my sight!


Lordina sat on a chair as she weeps." These are some of the words you say and when I talk you think am supporting the children. These words you spoke are like curses"
Many years later, Mahama surely implemented his words. He refused to see his children through tertiary.
This made them leave the house to seek for greener pastures. The children went through a lot.
Lordina cried all her eyes out during the time. She did nothing but to pray for her children.
But later succeeded. Assibi their last daughter finally secured herself a job and went to school same time.
Baba soon became rich. He decided to build a house for his parents after he had built his.
Mahama became terribly ill. He almost joined his ancestors. It was his children who took the burden upon themselves. They paid Good doctors to attend to him.
Lordina was at his bed side and reminded him.


Lordina: The children you called good for nothing are paying your hospital bills. Same children you said wanted nothing from have finished your house and from here, you're going to stay. 
I always tell you, every household has its own problems but its takes tolerance and patience to get them corrected.
No matter how bad you think your children are, never neglect your responsibilities as a parent.

Mahama: hmmm..I thought I was training them but now I know better. Am so so ashamed, I can't even look them in the eye.

My children forgive me.

WHAT ARE SOME OF THE MORAL LESSONS FROM THE STORY???

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23 février 2016

A MUST READ STORY (Chapter 2)

 

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KOFI AND HIS MUM 

Adwoa: wake up already, you lazy boy! It's Monday.

Kofi: Oh not again.. but its only 6am mum!

Kofi stretched himself with his hands up. He went to the washroom to brush his teeth after which he took his bath, dressed up and left for school. As he walked, he thought of his fees. "my mother has promised several times she would pay my fees but haven't and i do understand anyway because she is just a trader of tomatoes at the makola market. She hasn't got it. Oh God please help me" On the way, he found an amount of 500.0 wrapped in a small piece of cloth. He prayed.

Kofi: Thank You God for answering my prayers. At least this can help with my fees.

When school was over, he took the same path and on the same spot was a woman carrying a baby on her back searching for something.

He realized the woman was searching for the money he had taken but said " I need this money too. I can't possibly give it back..no" It was evening and he walked up to his mum, wanted to tell her about the money he had found but saw her mum worried so he enquired.

Kofi: Mum, you look so worried

Adwoa: hmmm..I went to a friend to borrow some money to pay your fees and fortunately, I was granted it.

Kofi: Yesss..this should make you happy!

Adwoa: I lost it. Money worth 2000.0 on my way home from the market.

Kofi: What! 2000.0?..... Fees not paid and to add more salt to injury, incurred a debt?

He wept like never before.

His mother got surprised since she has never seen her son cry that way ever. But only him understands the reason behind his cry.

 

WHAT ARE THE MORAL LESSONS FROM THIS STORY?

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19 février 2016

A MUST READ STORY

 

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Adongo turning his kebab sticks on fire, the smoke entered his eyes as he sweated in the process, a customer walked to him and requested.

Customer: how much is the meat closer to the gizzard?

Adongo: this one?

 Customer: no...why are your eyes not good? I said the one there, closer to the gizzard.

Adongo: Sorry, sorry. Boss make I wrap am?

Customer: No..handle it over to me in my bare hands..what Nonsense!

Adongo: sorry boss, no vex..some eat am for here that's why I dey ask you.

 The customer paid for the kebab using his left hand. A young beautiful lady approached the customer from behind . She looked gorgeous and one could obviously tell she is well educated. The customer who was about leaving, saw the lady. He quickly paused and stroke a conversation with her;

 Customer: Hi pretty! Oh let me release you of this load. A beautiful lady like you need not stress herself.

She carried a bag that contains her provisions. She released it to him.

Lady: Thank you

Customer turns to Adongo 

Customer: Would you please hurry? Sell the meat to the lady! She shouldn't stand for too long. Didn't you hear me? I said hurry and make sure it's served well.

Adongo: No, she no go buy anything.

Customer: If she is not buying, what then would she be doing here? Oh illiteracy is truly a disease!

Adongo: No...she bi my daughter

Customer: what?

 He looked at the lady and she said;

Lady: Yes that's my beloved father. I love him more than anything in this world. He sacrificed his life to make me who I am today at the expense of his enjoyment. I am his treasure and his investment.

The customer buried his face in shame. He looked remorseful.

WHAT ARE SOME OF THE MORAL LESSONS IN THIS STORY???.

 

By Chosen

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16 février 2016

‘’CAN SOMEBODY TELL ME WHERE HE IS?"

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‘’CAN SOMEBODY TELL ME WHERE HE IS?"

I seem not to see him anywhere close.

Can somebody tell me where he is?

Turn and toss miserably miserable on bed at night.

Loneliness killing me slowly tight

Nothing I do come out right

 

It's wrecking my soul

Cos am living without his mixture

How can I sail through life alone in the future?

Without him life is an adventure

We are bound by nature

 

CHORUS;

Can somebody tell me where he is?

I seem not to see him close

Somebody, Somebody

Tell me, Tell me!

Smile diminished from my face

The beauty difficult to trace

 

My path looks so dark,

Difficult to do anything right

I weep over his absence

Everyday and every night

Nothing I do come out right

Cos we are to be one by nature.

 

CHORUS; Repeat

 

Can somebody tell me

Tell, Tell me!

where I can find him

He is nowhere close

My heart is wounded beyond repair

Only him..only him can safe my life from despair.

 

 

RAP;

Can somebody locate him for me?

Where can I find him?

Without him am not complete

Cos one of ribs I was made another creature

We were together in heaven

Until Earth separated us

And now can't see him anywhere close

Am missing him to the measure

For we bound by nature

Missing him to the maximum

And no one can fill in the vacuum

Longing to embrace him like a mum

Longing to set eyes on him once more

Longing to have him right home.

 

CHORUS; Repeat to the end

 

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