A whiff on our early morning drive to the mountains one weekend, reminded us of our childhood days, when we spent our holiday with Auntie Rose. The morning aroma of breakfast being cooked on a coal pot, the smell of the charred wood mixed with the caramelized smell of our local rice porridge, wafted through… Continue reading

I’m remembering many tiny memories as I write the #MinuteMemoirs with TeachWrite members in my notebook. A very long hall with approximately two hundred students sitting in long rows, in their stiff, purple and white uniforms. All four of us, contestants, stood in line facing our house members. In front of me I could see… Continue reading

I had many ideas this morning. Thoughts of writing about gems (my children), whispers (my thoughts) or peace (to elaborate on what I wrote with Rupi Kaur in January). Then I read this blog that shared a poetry form that caught my attention. It was made up by a Poetry Friday participant. This suddenly moved… Continue reading

When there is no reward, would you carry on regardless? Would you take the plunge anyway? Today our ‘Fit-bit” or the recording or collating of our walk did not work. Our 6 or 7km walk was not in vain we encouraged each other (my walking partner K and I). “We’re still benefiting from the ‘power… Continue reading

Saying goodbye is one of the most difficult things to do. Especially when you are not sure when you will meet again. This week I bid farewell to my oldest son. I should not complain as we had him stay longer after his Christmas vacation. I should say ‘fortunately’ as the one month vacation turned… Continue reading

I am missing the serenity of the beach. I met this word in the late 1990s when a colleague shared the serenity prayer with me. I have always thought of that prayer, especially as I have lost touch with him. The prayer he gave me was published on a tiny card. I kept this card… Continue reading

Since we moved to our new Elementary school storey building, I have noticed something, I had never appreciated in the past. Being on the third floor and looking down at my world, I notice many tufts of dark green: tropical trees with, “afro hair.” Trees full of foliage donning dark green healthy leaves, “bushy fros.”… Continue reading

I am: Suffering because of the weight of possibilities Satisfied as I believe I can seek support Avoiding any negative thoughts or doubts Tired although I know I can give off my best Hungry and looking forward to a healthy breakfast Grateful for the numerous opportunities Concerned about the detail required Ready to face my… Continue reading

A true blessing You have come to save me From trudging all my belongings daily to and fro and now  up and down  the steep stairs A true blessing You take the weight  off me, it now feels as light as a feather as if  nothing lives there This makes me  understand why My African… Continue reading

Today is 64 years since Ghana gained independence. In celebration of the anniversary, I chose to read a book connected to Ghana to my Saturday reading group. I tried to find a children’s story to read to the group of local children and could not find an appropriate one.This made me spend all my free… Continue reading