Skip to main content

Poetry/Prose: Back To When

To days when yes was yes, and no was no, and maybe made sense even when the month wasn't May and there were no bees to be found.

To the final run of teeth through school girl hair in anticipation of seven o'clock when cartoon network assumed its rightful place on GTV.

To afternoons watching "Hindi Movie" while munching on rice and beans, with salad, spagetti, gari and everything in between.

To vacation classes that had less to do with science and math and more to do with mingling with boys-boys, girls-girls and a cross-section of the two.

To waiting in restless anticipation for the weekend in order to escape school. And then waiting in anticipation for Monday to return to school.

To kingsbite chocolate, nkate boga, and coke; worthy prizes for good behavior, hardwork, and treats from visiting family and friends.

To times when internal rivers gushed over things like who got to sit at which dining table chair and who got to be (claim) which power ranger

To moments when it was perfectly normal for siblings to fight like cats and dogs and immediately resume collaborative mischief against everyone else

To the morning rush to call shot-gun, sit up front and decide who could read the Daily Graphic, Junior Graphic and Spectator first

Back to when.

When the simple things counted.
When life was all play and tears were momentary lapses.
When being troublesome was the norm, and being "good" the exception
When mistakes were okay and ego barely known
When laughter and smiles were abundant regardless of strife
When kids could be kids - acting grown-up, without actually being it.



Back to... when?

Yea. Sure seems like a distant memory, doesn't it?

--
Photo 1 Photo 2

Comments

  1. it sure does...but good memory though

    ReplyDelete
  2. Going down the memory lane .... trying to put the pieces together, hoping that you would understand nature? 'Saan er livet' --> such is life

    ReplyDelete
  3. I love this, i love this, i love this...back to when we both had the same Johnny Quest dreams...

    ReplyDelete
  4. thats a nice piece of article, really takes me back to memory lane...hmnnnn, you never know how fun it is to be young till you are older and assume responsibilities.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Poetry doesn't usually do it for me, but something about this post had me reading to the very end... looking back, I think I missed Power Rangers on GTV, but Captain Planet on GBC was the craze; and closing credits on Akan drama signified the true end of the weekend... thanks for this trip back to when.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Lifestylz GH Interview: Sangu Delle

As part of Lifestylz GH’s interview series, we bring you our premier interview with Sangu Delle. Profile: Sangu Delle Sangu Delle is a senior at Harvard University. He was born and raised in Ghana, and is the youngest of five children in a bi-religious family (his father is Catholic while his mum is Muslim). He attended Christ the King Catholic School (CTK) and went on to study at the Ghana International School (GIS) until his O-Levels when he transferred to the Peddie School (a college preparatory school in NJ) on scholarship. His areas of concentration in academics are Economics and African studies, with a particular focus on development. Aspirations To be involved in the development of Ghana and Africa at large in some capacity. In the past, he was more involved in non-profit and development work, but has increasingly become active in entrepreneurial and business ventures; a testament to his belief that there should be “less foundations and more entrepreneurs” in Africa. In his own

World Water Day: Water - Ghana's "Forgotten Oil"

NB: This post is part of a GhanaBlogging event to commemorate World Water Day (March 22)  -- The word floating around in Ghanaian circles these days is oil. Since 'the great find' the hopes of numerous Ghanaians have been buoyed and politicians are having quite the field day using the 'expected oil revenues' as bargaining chips for one thing or the other. I don't share in that optimism, hence my delay in writing about Ghana's "oil miracle". Instead, I'm focused on another precious resource, one that has unfortunately become more of a commodity than a right. Water. Science tells us that water and oil don't mesh together. They just don't. But if what the analysts are saying is correct, the two might have more in common than we think. At the rate things are going, water is becoming increasingly scarce. So much to the point where it's expected that water could be the next oil : a precious element in the hands of few. Unless Ghana realign

Review of 'The Perfect Picture' & the Ghanaian Movie Industry

The Ghana-Naija movie industry saga. That's always a tough one where I'm concerned. On the one hand is my allegiance to Ghana - my motherland, homeland and basically where most of my formative years were spent. On the other hand is my undeniable connection to Nigeria - my birthland and the land of my ancestors. Even though I barely remember that much about Nigeria, I do joke about when I will "finally return to my birthland." Maybe it's this umbilical connection, that makes me slightly biased towards Nollywood when it comes to the Ghana-Naija movie saga. Truth be told, I barely paid Ghanaian movies enough mind when I was growing up. I was more likely to watch a Nigerian movie instead, and even then, I was picky. Ramsey Noah or Genevive Nnaji had to be part of the cast. Why this bias towards Naija movies? It's simple really; their acting was generally better. These days, I'm more willing to watch anything Ghana-related. For one thing, the surges of homesi