We played in the garden after school everyday. I really enjoyed being outdoors and did everything from climbing trees to riding bikes. I believe it was a sunny Wednesday afternoon, that is when our home teacher Mr. Mensah screeched his noisy motorbike through the  driveway. I always had my exercise books tidily laid out on… Continue reading

She opened the book with her delicate hands, her fingers as thin as pens, seemed fragile as she confidently spoke whilst leafing through her book. Her audience were enchanted. This, she had created by herself, at home. An accordion book that had doors she could open and windows she could see through. She gently took… Continue reading