“My heart’s never smiled so hard, baby; loving you is fun!” (Easton Corbin) This phrase from a country song (surprise! surprise!), reminds me of the numerous conversations David and I used to have. Often we would text: “my heart is smiling/laughing.” Or the question: “do you still have butterflies?” Answer: “of course! And I hope … Continue reading My Heart is Smiling (P.S. I Love You)
Kokrobite (Part II)
“Hi. I’m Kuukua and this is my sister May.” I said, choosing to use Etornam’s English name. I knew mine was already complicated enough. “I’m Mary. What did you say your name was?” A nod here, a barely acknowledged glance there. I repeated my name several more times. I kept my polite Ghanaian smile up. … Continue reading Kokrobite (Part II)
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Kokrobite (Part I)
I had never been to Kokrobite. Rumors had it that was where the pot-heads hung out. It was where Rasta and beach-bums and their “cool” wannabes went. Where the local women went to snag white men and vice-versa. Where locals knew to leave well enough alone. My respectable-catholic-school-girl-gig didn’t go such places even when I … Continue reading Kokrobite (Part I)
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The Hug (Part III)
PART II Every afternoon in Accra felt like 90 degrees, although I'm sure there were variations. To be out of Accra and it's bustle was a treat, but to be in cool 70 degree weather was heavenly. I floated away staring into the Aburi mountains rising before me. I was mesmerized by their mere existence … Continue reading The Hug (Part III)
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The Hug (Part II)
PART I The tour ended when we entered the farm-house from the kitchen. He grabbed us a couple of Castles and then showed us to the front porch. It was a small one but it had room for the three of us. I was too nervous to share the long chair with him so I … Continue reading The Hug (Part II)
Musings of An African Woman 