Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Black Tuesday

Prof. J. E. A. Mills
This post is sudden as this was necessitated by an equally sudden incident. Ghanaians and the whole world was sent into a sudden jolt by the news of the demise of the president of the Ghana. President John  Evans Atta Mills(aka Uncle Atta as he was affectionately known) passed away. He was said to have fallen unconscious after he suffered a sudden bout of an unnamed ailment. Details as at now still remain terse and are emerging rather sparingly.

Though this is a sad incident by all standards,  i will for now attempt to highlight one good i perceive this incident has brought to our dear nation. This good is the sense of togetherness that is currently pervading throughout the country upon the news of the President's demise. It is clear that no one(regardless of political coloration) wishes death upon their enemy. So far, all political parties( to my knowledge) have suspended all campaigning activities. It is good to know that for now, the sense of division that seemed to be brewing in the heat up to electioneering activities has melted away.

At the risk of wounding sensitive emotions, i will daresay this may well be one of the biggest feats of our late president.

Rest In Peace dear Uncle Atta. You'll forever remain in our hearts as a peace loving man who had the well fare of his people at heart.

Damiri fa Due

Monday, July 23, 2012

A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

A view of the new entrance
On the 16th of July, 2012, I embarked on a trip to Aggrey Memorial AME Zion SHS. This school shaped my life in many ways and reminiscing on the wonderful friends I made and the great times we shared together, I was impelled by such torrent of nostalgia to embark on this trip. I didn’t go alone. I went with a friend who shared similar sentiments. Though the journey to the school wasn’t eventful in itself, upon arrival we were blown away by the things we saw.
Students on a Thursday afternoon


Firstly, I was amazed to realize that after all these years, I have been unable to shake the “dread” I feel upon seeing Casford House afar off on the hilltop. This made my friend and I laugh.
When we got to the school, one couldn’t help but wonder at the new gate with its stylish fencing. Indeed it is an impressive edifice to behold. The entrance is beautifully lined with bright green hedges giving it a surreal feeling which leaves one wondering if it’s really Aggrey you’ve entered or someplace else. The feeling is simply amazing. This feeling I later found out did not resonate with a cross section of the student body (mostly form 1 students). Their beef was that, their colleagues in other schools taunt that their gate is so imposing it must feel like prison. This I strongly countered that, those who pass such comment most likely do so out of sheer jealousy at this new edifice gracing our school. A classic case of sour grapes. Personally, what I perceive as a downside will be that fact that the gate wasn’t painted in our school colors but upon closer examination, I noticed that the edges have already been painted in Aggrey colors so it’s only a matter of time before the whole gate is adorned in our bright yellow and mauve colors. Anyway, I will leave you to make your own judgment as to whether this new gate adds to or take away from the aesthetic value of our school.


Members of the S.R.C adorned in their official outfit
Another positive thing that struck me was the sheer reduction in the no. of students. The whole school felt like one big deserted ghost town. It was not until we walked further toward Watson House that we met two smartly dressed female students who informed us that they’re actually in the revision week. This struck me as positive since it implied that the students were actually in class studying. This we found out was partly true. The other side to this story is that, the number of students enrolled has reduced. This is surely a good thing since the school’s facilities will not be over-stretched. This will ensure equitable and easy access to the resources and amenities of our dear Alma Mater.


One other major changes which could be said to be “gargantuan”(excuse the cliché hehehehe) and veritably so is the change in mindset. To say we were surprised will be an understatement. This current crop of student (especially the prefectural board) seem so optimistic and they sound like they’re ready to take on the world. These students seem to know where they want to be (especially as regards tertiary education) and what they want to be. One student we talked to actually is planning on going to Yale (I mean Ivy League YALE!!!)
I guess as an extension of this mindset change, I noticed that there is now a very decent level of respect among students. I was amazed to find that even form 3 students actually accord their colleague prefect respect. There is no sense of dread among the form one students because apparently, bullying is strictly forbidden and amazingly as this may sound, students were actually adhering to this rule. This I must say is no mean feat.

Again, from our observation, it was clear that there is now cordial student-teacher relationship. This may be due to the fact that corporal punishment (caning and the like) is no longer practiced. I believe this should create an environment conducive to studies given that students don’t dread approaching their teachers and so should be able to freely seek information as and when it is required.
I am sure by now, most of us are aware of the new uniforms which makes students look smarter but what may not be so commonly known is that currently, students have special dress for Thursdays and Fridays. This is a really great idea. Aside the fact that these different attires assigned for different days break monotony, I noticed that many of the students (even form 3 students) had uniforms which looked new because they are not overused. In addition to the general change in uniform for the entire student body, the prefectural board have special vests which are beautifully interwoven with the traditional school cloth and the Aggrey colors.

Before you accuse me of being uncritically Pollyannish, there were a few issues students raised which I believe if administration will pay heed to them, will go a long way to further improve the school.
Firstly, there is the issue of sanitation. Though the main compound and dormitories were kept tidy, the case was not same for the washrooms. Many of the washrooms were unsanitary (and this is being charitable) and are in dire need of serious revamp. Students also complained that new and proper lavatories be constructed since the current make-shift lavatories in use are not only unsightly, but actually stinks at night and when it rain.

Speaking of rains, the students also complained that whenever there was a heavy downpour, the rains entered some of the dormitories because there were no louver blades to keep out the rains. So installing new louver blades will see an end to that problem.
The issue they complained most bitterly about was the near absence of entertainment. From what we gathered from the students, they go for entertainment once or twice in a month. This they say makes school really boring and some even confided in us that they’re often tempted to go to some of our sister schools just to attend these function. This is the exact opposite of what was the case during our time.If there was anything we lacked at all, it was never entertainment (aka suudwe) but sadly the case is not the same today. Maybe the new administration wishes to re-brand the school and it making all effort to change the “suudwe” perception but I don’t think doing away with entertainment entirely solves anything…I think it rather exacerbate the problem. But I could be wrong. Last year, the school recoreded 98% pass rate with nearly all entering tertiary institutions. In facts, four students earned 7 As out of eight subjects. The last performing student actually earned two As. Here I will welcome constructive views on how to balance studies with fun so our students will be well rounded.

Finally, there were a plethora of complaints which I think is not exclusive to our school. These range from the quality and quantity of food at dining, classroom, allowing phone usage and what-have-you.
On the whole, It is clear that our school is making steady progress and it behooves on us to rally round her and support in cash or kind so as to ensure our dear alma mater becomes even better than it is now.

Long live Aggrey Memorial! Long live AMOSA!!

Semper Optimo Nitere!!!




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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Ghanaians are suicidal.

I came to this staggering and shocking realization a few months ago whilst on vacation in the motherland.

First off, you have to know I’m very paranoid. Living in Europe for several years has made me so paranoid and afraid of a lot of things. I’m scared of heights, water, worms and even cockroaches which I grew up with back home in Ghana. Coming to Ghana however, I developed new scarier phobias. I became so afraid of being out on the road. It’s scary being in any sort of vehicle at all in Ghana; be it private or commercial. The way drivers maneuver the roads, one just wonders how in heaven’s name those drivers ever got driving licenses. As for the trotro drivers…gosh! They leave me speechless n hanging on a prayer. I have to admit I have sworn myself off trotros for obvious reasons. Well, the only time I was on one this year, I was traveling with my mother from Achimota to Madina and mama mia! Holy God! I think I must have died a thousand times before that journey was over. The driver was in a league of his own swerving and weaving in and out of traffic as if he were driving a two-seater sports car. I honestly wasn’t sure we were gonna make it till we reached our final destination. Thank God! So I jokingly told a friend that I would buy myself a big jeep so no driver could intimidate me on the road. He simply answered, “oh my sister, those trotro drivers will kill you oo”.

Of course, one has to be fair. Saying that the roads in Ghana aren’t the best is a gross understatement. Most of the roads in Ghana are terrible. They are in dire need of repairs and maintenance works. In most places, the needed road signs are not even in place. In Europe, maintenance works are carried out on all the roads in summer. And while I’m perfectly aware of the fact that our government just doesn’t have the necessary revenue to indulge in such high cost developmental projects, I do not think it would be too much to expect that a decent percentage of the nation’s budget could be devoted to upgrading our country’s roads to acceptable international standards so as to save precious human lives.

That aside, one has to question the procedures involved before drivers get their licenses. Can it be proven that every single driver in Ghana went to driving school, passed the required tests and graduated qualified and certified road worthy? When I mentioned wanting to learn how to drive, a friend quickly offered to teach me to drive in a matter of days at a football park not far from his house. Granted I do learn how to handle a vehicle in a week, what about the other absolutely important things I need to know before I even start up my car’s engine? What about road signs, emergency situations that could occur whilst one is on the road, first aid? The proper education has to be given to drivers and would- be drivers as well. Being in possession of the “thing” (the vehicle in this case) doesn’t make one an automatic professional. Thinking otherwise amounts to the same very erroneous assumption that men with huge manhoods are great lovers in bed. Time has to be taken, as with any other profession, to learn and perfect the art of not only transporting oneself but making sure that others both on the road and in the vehicle get to their destinations safe and sound.

I never watch the news whilst I’m in Ghana for one very simple reason. Every time I put on the television set, I’m sure to see and hear another news item about yet another road accident that has claimed a few more lives. There’s carnage on our roads and it’s got to stop! The statistics are there for all to see. We might be living in one of Africa’s most peaceful countries and yet thousands of lives are claimed every year in our Motherland through road accidents. The situation is horrifying to say the least: bus overturns killing 18 SHS students; truck swerves off road and kills waakye seller; timber logs rolled off truck killing 3 passersby, these are but a few of the deadly headlines we wake up to daily in our country.

Whilst I understand that the title of this article might sound a bit too harsh and controversial or bold as someone put it, I believe it so aptly captures the state of mind of Ghanaians. We seem to have become so accustomed to seeing blood and hearing about death that the loss of life has become so commonplace to most people. Most these days spend the greater part of their time attending funerals. Someone somewhere is always dead and that sad event becomes an occasion to gather, eat, drink and try to guess whose funeral they will be attending next. It is horrifying and so sad and pathetic we have become a nation of grievers- a nation that has given in to death and accepted all its gruesome terms. Who will deny that Ghana is a nation blessed by the Lord Himself? Ghana is a country rich in natural resources, with a beautiful climate and peace loving people. Whilst the rest of the world is afflicted by war, tsunami, earthquakes and all kinds of natural disasters, we enjoy a relatively stable environment. Why then are our people so bent on killing and destroying themselves? Is it a pact made with the devil to destroy what tsunami can’t touch?

I cannot help but become emotional when I think of the thousands of unnecessary deaths caused by preventable diseases like malaria and typhoid; road accidents; ritual killings. It is time to change the way we think and perceive the order of things. It is time to give up slogans like, “3ye Nyame nae ye3 ye3”- meaning it’s God’s doing. I believe it’s time to always remember that ours is a prophecy of LIFE, GOOD HEALTH & PROSPERITY. The Lord has blessed us with it all but it is up to us ourselves to live our lives correct and most importantly, we must live our lives giving the highest regard to human life and welfare. Then shall we truly prosper.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Music for the soul! Music I love!

"Don't be easily influenced. Seek out your own interests and discriminate less!" This has been my mantra for years and it continues to guide my musical choices. However, it is very hard to find music that is intrinsically creative and rhythmically pleasing in an age where we are constantly being told what to like and not like (what you have to listen to) by radio stations. Now, to break away from the fray and give yourself something that might get you thinking and potentially tapping your feet, I have assembled a few beats that rank high in my music collection. These music videos are made available via YouTube and SoundCloud. Enjoy!

The Asteroids Galaxy Tour: The Golden Age


Animal Collective: Leaf House


M3nsa: See Where we Dey!
M3NSA See Where We Dey! by M3NSA

M.anifest: Suffer


Fleet Foxes: White Winter Hymnal

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The dilemma of too much information


Consumer spending is fueled by increased consumer sentiment. If consumers feel that the economy is healthy, they spend. On the other hand, if they feel that the economy is down, they save the little money they have. So, a brave speculator/central banker could make consumers spend more if they control information...or only reveal the positive side of the economy. This could increase productivity and boost the economy, all things being equal. However, if information is free flowing, consumer spending and hence productivity goes through a cycle of ups and downs (the health of an economy is often determined by money supply). But, in an economy where consumer spending is through credit, the vulnerability of consumers to spend beyond their means is high when information about the health of the economy is controlled. Hence the need for increased information flow. So, what is one to do? Control information and risk a catastrophic collapse of consumer spending in the long run or free up information and live through the cycle of painful recessions and occasional booms?

Monday, May 23, 2011

THE VISUAL CHARACTER OF EVERY NATION LIES IN ITS BUILT ENVIRONMENT

ARCHITECTURE is the most powerful tool of communicating the creative intelligence of civilizations. by: Pascal Bede Donnir

Sunday, May 22, 2011

The Afterlife: Reliving your life in chunks







For some time now, I have been wondering about the way I would want to live my afterlife (and I am hoping there is life after death). I want to believe that there is one and that what ever I do here on earth will count when I am judged by the adjudicator, whomever he or she is.

Luckily, I came into contact with David Eagleman's book "Sum". And I must say that although I have not read the entire book and that his premise about Afterlife is still not clear to me, the book has made an imprint on my view of life after death.

Imaging experiencing life in the afterlife as chunks per the number of hours or days spent doing these things while alive. For example, if you spent a total of 100 hours complaining about how no one ever comments on your Facebook status in your life time, then when you die you will complain about Facebook for 100 hours straight.It actually becomes worse if you spend a total of a four months in a trotro queue during your lifetime...then it appears that you will spend a month in a line to board a trotro during the afterlife...but this time you will four months standing in a line to board a trotro.

I guess I must live a quality life if I wish to enjoy my afterlife.


Here is an except of David's book as it appeared on Radionlab:


WNYC: