Some years back it was an unattractive profession in my part of the world, left to some old men and some not so well educated young men. By the turn of years, it has become a very attractive and lucrative profession and a lot of young and well educated people are engaged in it. Photography it is! Continue reading Photography – A journey into life.
Fauster Atta Mensah made a grand appearance on Ghana’s most trusted and authentic voice, formerly, the pulse (pause) of the nation. After that triumphant entry and appearance on our national television, the letter D has been properly inserted into the gentleman’s name ( F-R-A-U-D-S-T-E-R) to befit the illusion adventure he has indulged in all this while. There was a general uproar especially on social media as to why Fauster will engage in that level of self-deceit and public deceit and how GTV allowed themselves to be fooled by his photoshop antics. Continue reading Grand-masters of Illusion – The Fauster Syndrome
I saw this young boy who was having a time of his life on his makeshift seesaw amidst loud singing. I fell in love with the sight immediately so I pulled out my camera and took a shot of him. As I looked at the picture again, I had an admiration for the boy for his creativity. He places a wooden slab on a stretch of block between those iron rods to make a perfect seesaw for himself. A second thought however tickled me. Why would this boy go to that length to have fun? It is very easy for him to get injured . But does he have a choice? Maybe he had to resort to that because that is the only means of fun for him.
We have a dangerous situation arising in Ghana and we seem to downplay its effects. A child who is denied his childhood which is full of fun is likely to grow into an adult yearning for his childhood. Most schools when I was young had nice playgrounds for kids. Even this limited opportunity is vanishing quickly from the system. Kids now have no other choice than to create their own playgrounds and create their own playthings as well.
Kweku, as I choose to call the kid in the picture, represents millions of kids in Ghana and around the world who are being denied the spaces and materials they need to have fun and enjoy their childhood to the fullest. For Kweku, his community elders are more concerned about selling lands ,building hostels and other high-rising buildings. Kweku and his colleagues have been totally ignored. The big men in Kweku’s community I am sure have forgotten that all work and no play makes Kweku not only a dull boy but will make him a dangerous or damaged adult .
It is time extensive awareness is created on the near extinction of playgrounds and fun parks for kids and the need for the revival and provision of these facilities especially in our schools. Kweku and his colleagues should not be made to put their lives in peril in their quest for fun.
Who is Rodney Nkrumah-Boateng?
Short but very long question. Many do not believe it when i say that deep down I am a rather reserved person. I love to get to meet people but I also enjoy a quiet life. I studied French and politics at Legon and read law in the UK postgraduate. I simply love politics (from the sidelines though!!) Continue reading The Facebook MP of GHANA
Honourable (As you people prefer to be addressed),
Over the weekend I heard you were in the news and decided to check what was making you so popular. I heard you suggested that the jersey to be used by the Black Stars, at the 2014 FIFA World Cup in Brazil should have an ’embossment’ of President John Dramani Mahama’s picture in order to showcase “the first symbol of this country”. When I heard what you said, I was in total awe of you. I was forced to think that it’s just the mischievous media who want to drag your immaculate white shirt in the Korle lagoon . However if you really said that then we have very wise people in our parliament. No wonder our country gained a middle-income status with the spark of light. Continue reading Open letter to the Member of Parliament for Juaboso Constituency, Kwabena Mintah Akandoh
Ama is jostled from her day dreaming by a colleague, who had popped into her office to congratulate her on the successful surgery she had carried out on a patient. After saying thank you with a smile painting her face, her mind is pushed into a quick journey down memory lane. Continue reading A Single Step To Apagya …A Million Fruits