It has been a while, I know, I hope I was missed. I spent the entire summer vacation in my beloved Caribbean, but I am back in Ghana and I already have many tales to tell. We arrived in Ghana late at night. It was one of those bitter sweet moments. We were sad to have left home, but happy…
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Hair Matters – the children
When we arrived in Ghana, we noticed that many of the young Ghanaian girls wore their hair in very short afros. My son teased my daughter mercilessly with the idea that she would have to cut off her hair in order to attend school. I, on the other hand, am fascinated by the practice. Short hair, does not at all…
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Photo of the week – Travelling first class
I caught this one while travelling down a major road in Accra. Don’t get the impression that the main streets of Accra are crowded with stray chickens and goats, not at all, so this was a particularly interesting sight. The goats on top of the bus are not tethered or roped in.
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Celebration of Life – Part 2
Ghanaians celebrate the end of life with the same gusto that they welcome it. For the Ashanti tribe, it is of particular significance. A funeral is a major social event. Ashanti funerals often take place several months, even over a year after the person has died. The reason is that the family must often save for quite a while to…
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GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!!
Ghanaians love football. As a visitor to Ghana, even if you know absolutely nothing about the sport, you cannot help but know about the Black Stars. There is no point fighting the fever, don your Ghana colours, relax and you’ll fit right in.
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Celebration of Life – Part 1
Last Friday, I invited a Ghanaian friend to accompany me to an event on Sunday. “I can’t go this Sunday, I am going to an outdooring,” was her reply. “A what?” I asked, sure I had misheard. “An ‘outdooring'” she repeated. An outdooring ceremony (also called a naming ceremony) is a Ghanaian tradition, at which a newborn child is officially…
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Taxis in Accra
Another complicating factor driving in Accra (see initial post on this treacherous activity) is the vehicles that are broken down on the road. Very often the cause of a traffic jam is a disabled vehicle in the road. Surprisingly quite a few of those vehicles are old Mercedes (hope I don’t get sued but it is true). Another 70 percent,…
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A little ditty for three
I knew it would end, you see one night; this triangle of he, me, she wasn’t right, it could never be. A terrible plight, but love doesn’t work with three. I planned it would be ended by me on my terms; Not so that he would squirm, ache, cry, plea and yearn, begging to return to three. But so I…
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Great Responsibility
In my first post at Novel Spaces, as a guest blogger, I wrote about the responsibility that I feel as a writer of children’s books to produce books that positively impact my young readers.
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Cheat Sheet
I am by no means a scholar in the area of Caribbean Children’s Literature. My qualifications in this field are very simple: I am West Indian, a mother, a lover of books and an author. So I am particularly pleased for this opportunity to get on my soap box.