My Ghanaian Dream

My Ghanaian Dream

Every Ghanaian should have a dream of Ghana. This country would be better only as much as we dream of it. This nation will be the destination of the world only if we want it to be.

My Ghanaian dream is that Ghana will be a land of opportunities where the Ghanaian can manage his own affairs. That we will manage our state-owned institutions and not collapse them eventually. My Ghanaian dream is that one day we can manage our country beyond aid. That we won’t depend on donor support in everything we do, even if it is building a KVIP!

My Ghanaian dream is that we will truly be independent as a people. That sixty (60) years on after independence, our independence will be more than just a tag. That we will be able to produce what we consume and consume what we produce. My Ghanaian dream is that one day we can proudly say that a product of international standard was made in Ghana by Ghanaians but for the world!

My Ghanaian dream is that we will all know that if Ghana will be any better, it depends on Ghanaians. That we would go to work to work and not go to work just because we need to. That we would treat our work (especially civil servants) as our own and not as the government’s own. My Ghanaian dream is that we would go to work to cut down waste and not go to work to add up to the waste!

I have a Ghanaian dream. My Ghanaian dream is that every Ghanaian will know that our productivity in our workplace will either mar or make this country a beauty. That we would do all within our power to render our service at work to the best of our abilities as we would have had others do for us if it were our company. That we would go to work to work… and not to smuggle company property home. That we would go to work to work… and not to expect tips for services we are paid for!

My Ghanaian dream is that we would treat Ghana as our own. That we would know that this beautiful country is all we have now and will forever have. That we would know that no matter how long we go live wherever we can never be them. That we would know that no matter how well the crow paints itself white, it can never be like the dove. That we would care for state property as much as we care for ours!

My Ghanaian dream is that one day I won’t need to belong to a party to access some opportunities. That I won’t need to be a card-bearing member to enjoy the privileges I need to enjoy as a Ghanaian. My Ghanaian dream is that one day I would be able to have a job with my qualifications and not necessarily because I belong to a particular party. I have a dream that one day this country won’t be divided and ruled by political parties!

My Ghanaian dream is that soon and very soon party foot soldiers won’t lawlessly take over offices they even are not qualified to fill… just because their party is in power. That politics won’t get in the way of governance. That foot soldiers won’t dictate to others as to how to run some institutions because their party won an election. My Ghanaian dream indeed is that we would draw a clear difference between state and party property!

That this nation won’t be polarized along partisan lines. That we won’t discriminate among others ourselves because others don’t believe in our political ideologies. My Ghanaian dream is that the nonsensical canker of political party take-over of state property, even to the extent of others losing their lives, would stop! A nation can’t develop if all we see in others is only the party they belong to.

I have a dream that one day we won’t fall for the politician’s heaven of a promise on earth. My Ghanaian dream is that we would one day vote for those who have this nation at heart… not at stomach. I have a Ghanaian dream that one day the politician would know that he’s nothing without our votes. That he’s a nobody without the people who voted for him. That the only indicator for good leadership is service rendered from the heart with the hands.

Soon and very soon, I hope to see a nation that takes precautions not only after people have died. Kintampo on my mind. My Ghanaian dream is to see a country that invests in the safety of its people. A country that values the lives of its citizens. My Ghanaian dream is that our blood-thirsty tourist sites of a death trap will be revamped just like all other state properties… and not wait until precious lives are lost. We often turn a blind eye to everything until it takes away lives. Bloodshed seems to be the most understandable language of the Ghanaian.

My Ghanaian dream is that we won’t sacrifice our water bodies for other people’s selfish interest. That we would stop ‘galamsey’ in its tracks before we need to import potable drinking water, too. My Ghanaian dream is that we know our priorities― our needs and wants. That we know the rippling effects of our actions today. That we know that our selfish desires today may cost tomorrow’s generation.

I have a Ghanaian dream. I have a dream that our education system will be tailored, first of all, towards our needs. That we would raise a generation of intellectuals who don’t have a PHD yet can solve the common challenges that befuddle us. That the era of professors who can’t even help solve the littlest headaches in their fields would be long gone. My Ghanaian dream is that we would solve the problems we caused ourselves… and not expect someone elsewhere to help us solve them.

I am a Ghanaian just like you. If this nation would be any better, let’s change our attitude― our mindset. I have a Ghanaian dream. I know you do, too.

The writer is a playwright and Chief Scribe of Scribe Communications (, a writing company based in Accra. Get interactive with him on his Facebook page, Kobina Ansah.



Award-winning Ghanaian author Elizabeth-Irene Baitie will this weekend mount the stage to delight book lovers as the latest guest reader of the DAkpabli Public Reading Campaign. The University of Ghana, Legon Campus edition event is dubbed ‘’Tickling Legon with Nsempiisms’’ and takes place on Saturday March 25th at the Alumni Centre, Ecobank Legon.

Baitie is expected to feature along the regular stars Nana Awere Damoah and Kofi Akpabli in their first readathon of this second quarter. A medical laboratory director as well as mother of three children, she lives in Accra with her husband Rami. Awards she has won for her novels includes the Macmillan Writer’s Prize for Africa and the Burt Award for African Literature.

The guest reader is expected to thrill the university audience with readings from her works such as A Saint in Brown Sandals, The Twelfth Heart, The Dorm Challenge and Rattling in the Closet.

Ahead of the event, students and lecturers alike are excited to catch the National Readathon train in their own backyard.

“We are going to be there in our numbers,” said Dr. Mawuli Adjei, a Senior Lecturer at the English department. “A year ago, I was among the participants at their public reading at East Legon and it was an evening of laughter and learning.”

According to Marie-Franz Nyameke Fordjoe, a Level 400 Political Science student and hostess of the literary program Read A Book on Radio Univers, the event on Legon campus has been long overdue. “I cannot believe that the DAkpabli Readathon passed us by and visited KNUST last September. I also cannot wait to see their new guest reader, Elizabeth-Irene”.

The DAkpabli Readathon promotes book reading for pleasure as well as local authorship. Besides holding public reading events within Accra, the team has also gone to Kumasi, Ho and Tema. The Readathon campaign by the two authors has received local and international press coverage with ChinAfrican magazine doing a special feature on them in their January edition for 2017.

Between them, the two Ghanaian authors have published 12 books. Nana Damoah has recently been voted ‘Author of the Month’ by KWEE, a Liberian Literary magazine, while Kofi Akpabli’s latest work ‘Made In Nima’ has won a place in an African anthology featuring writers from 14 countries which was published by the Commonwealth in London.

In their readings so far, the two have received sponsorship from THREADEX, Aky3de3, MTN, Unicorn Rentals, WearGhana, Norte Sobolo, Lincar, Sasa Clothing, Fali’s Fruit Bay and AJ’s Housekeeping Services.

Elizabeth-Irene Baitie becomes the third guest reader in the row, having taken over from Dr. Ruby Goka, a celebrated author and dentist. The first DAkpabli guest was Alba Sumprim, author and film producer.

During her guest reader tenure, Elizabeth-Irene Baitie is expected to star at all DAkpabli Readathon events. “Getting that phone call to come on board was such a thrill. It’s a fine opportunity, joining a laudable initiative to bring reading and writing closer to our people. I just can’t wait to start working with the team.’’

“Tickling Legon with Nsempisms” kicks off at 5:30 pm prompt.

David Adjaye, Renowned Ghanaian Architect Who Designed the new African-American Museum in Washington DC to be Celebrated in Ghana, along with other Notable Ghanaian Pioneers

David Adjaye, Renowned Ghanaian Architect Who Designed the new African-American Museum in Washington DC to be Celebrated in Ghana, along with other Notable Ghanaian Pioneers

“The world will only come to appreciate Africa when we learn to celebrate our own.” These are the words of Managing Director of Bábu Global, Sandra Appiah, the company behind the prestigious Ghana Legacy Honors launching on March 25th at the MovenpickAmbassador Hotel.

In 2013, Sandra Appiah and partner Isaac Boateng were the first Ghanaians to be featured in Forbes’ “Thirty Under 30: Africa’s Best Young Entrepreneurs”, an annual list which profiles exceptional young Entrepreneurs of African descent around the world. Since launching in 2011, their media company Face2face Africa has served as a leading voice for the pan-African generation, helping to change the narrative on Africa in the West.

“The Ghana Legacy Honors is an initiative that is very close and near to our hearts. Ghana, for us, represents the legacy of Africa, and there have been so many people since our independence who have blazed the path for Ghana to be the distinguished nation that it is today. We launched this initiative to help tell the stories of these individuals and inspire the next generation to also become vanguards of Ghana’s legacy.”

This year, the Ghana Legacy Awards will honor six distinguished pioneers and trailblazers of African descent, including business magnate Sam Jonah, renowned tech innovator Herman Chinery-Hesse, African human rights and anti-corruption leader Anna Bossman, and distinguished corporate executive Lucy Quist. Two of the honorees, David Adjaye and Ozwald Boateng are Ghanaian descendants who reside in the UK.

Ozwald Boateng is a renowned UK-based Fashion designer who has had a transformational impact on mens fashion-wear for almost 3 decades. He was the first Black designer to open a shop on the popular Savile Row in London, and previously served as Creative Director of Menswear for French fashion house Givenchy.

David Adjaye is currently one of the most sought-after architects in the world, having designed some of the world’s biggest monuments, including the new Smithsonian Museum of African American History, which officially opened last year with a ceremony officiated by president Barack Obama.

“It is very important to celebrate these individuals who have broken glass ceilings and blazed a path for Ghanaians and Africans around the world, and use their stories to inspire the next generation. We have been fortunate to meet so many of these people,and through this platform, we hope to expose to the world the talent, creativity, and passion that lives in Ghana.”

The Ghana Legacy Honors will provide the opportunity for these pioneers to invest in the younger generation through various meet and greets, seminars and workshops where they can share their stories and inspire them.

The awards gala is taking place this Saturday at the Movenpick Ambassador Hotel. Top local and international business leaders as well as Ghanaian and African dignitaries are expected to attend. For corporate tables or tickets, please visit, email or call 0506556661

An Open Letter To The Boy Who Wasn’t Ready For Me

An Open Letter To The Boy Who Wasn’t Ready For Me

It’s been almost three years since we first met. It feels like longer; how can so much have changed in such a short span of time? I still remember the very first time I saw you, but I guess I didn’t really see you then. You were just that friend of that guy that I know. I barely even looked at you when we were introduced—I was too caught up in my own life at the time. I never would have guessed in that moment that you’d be the one who would change everything.


It doesn’t make sense, but I feel like I owe you. That’s the thing about love, isn’t it? You left me scattered on the sidewalk but I’m the one apologizing for the mess. But we weren’t always messy. We were epic. Sure, we fought a lot but you also made me laugh harder than I ever have before. I think we were meant to be, but we were young and stupid and we did it wrong.
Looking back now, it’s hard to remember our mistakes. It’s hard to remember anything, really, except the feeling. I didn’t know what love was before I met you, but now you’re the very definition of it. I think that’s what makes first loves so monumental: For the rest of my life, my idea of love and relationships will always be rooted in you…in us. Not because I still love you, but because I did once and it changed everything.
I was angry with you for a long time after you left. I went to bed every night praying that the sun would rise and I’d finally forget your name. I tried to convince myself that I didn’t love you anymore. I knew it was possible; if I could be convinced that you never loved me, why couldn’t I do the opposite? But that’s not how it works, is it? You’re still the only one that knows the truth. You got to walk away knowing that I loved you. I was left drowning, not knowing anything.
I could have filled this letter with clichés like “it’s your loss” and blah blah blah, but I don’t really believe that. Yes, I would have done anything for you and you walked away from that, but maybe there’s more to it. Maybe we were lucky to have what we did at such a young age, even if we did burn too quickly. Maybe timing is everything, and maybe ours was all wrong. Maybe we really weren’t meant to be. Either way, I don’t blame you for leaving all those years ago.
I’m too much of a romantic to believe you never think of me. I hope you look at the empty side of your bed and wonder what I’m doing or what I’m thinking or if I look at the empty side of my bed and think of you sometimes too. Maybe I am too romantic. Maybe you never think of me at all. Maybe I’m just that girl you knew three years ago. Sometimes you scroll past my face on your newsfeed. Maybe you just keep scrolling. The truth is that I don’t know. I don’t know what made you leave. I don’t know what made you stay gone.
I have come to accept that we will always be a question left unanswered.

By Charlotte Emeljanow in LOVE
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Village Minds Production presents AMALE, a tale of false truth

Village Minds Production presents AMALE, a tale of false truth

VILLAGE Minds Production presents another thought-provoking dramatic piece titled, Amale. ”. Amale as an event will encompass music from the famous Dela Jackson, drama, spoken word, poetry and dance. The event will happen on the 8TH Day of April, 2017 at Alliance Francaise, Accra at 8 pm prompt.

Over the past years, Village Minds Production under the abled leadership of WK Dziewornu-Norvor and Emmanuel Nii Ayi Solomon has produced two very interesting plays, namely, The Love of Mamavi and Homeless and the reviews have been wonderful. AMALE is a Ga word which loosely translated means, a lie or Lies. Man has accepted everything without asking questions and such attitude has the tendency of destroying us as a people. Performances will look at very touchy attitudes within the Ghanaian society and ridicule them with the sole purpose of drawing the audience’ attention to the ills of society and provoking them to either eschew or make corrections for the betterment of all.

Ghana as a country has a habit of celebrating persons when they are long gone and cannot see and appreciate what is being done to honour them. Amale will feature poems from Kofi Awoonor, Kwesi Brew, Attukwei Okai, Kofi Anyidoho, Fiifi Abaidoo amongst others as a way of honouring our heroes. The performance will also feature, Nii Ayi Solomon, WK Dziewornu-Norvor, Koo Kumi, Josephine Assor and Cygishmel Da’Cherub.

It promises to be a night of fun, laughter and self-introspection as well as educating the audience on the ills of accepting whatever is in vogue without considering the repercussions thereof. This event is powered by BlaqsheepMMG, events and social media experts.

Independence or In Dependence?

Independence or In Dependence?

Kobina Ansah

“We will follow two simple rules: Buy American and hire American.”― President Donald Trump, Inaugural Speech (January 20, 2017)

Freedom is such a big deal to humanity. Everyone wants to be free. Back in the day, we could not wait to get into high school where our parents would have almost no influence on our movement anymore. We wanted to be on our own and definitely we were. As though that wasn’t enough, we were even in greater haste to enter university for one major reason― freedom to be us!

Freedom is expensive. It comes with responsibility. Independence comes not only with privileges but a sense of duty, too. After all, of what essence is independence to us when we still are in absolute dependence!

Sixty (60) years of Ghana’s independence is supposed to be no mean achievement. At a retirement age of 60, however, can we really boast of sustainable development and resources which have been accrued over the years?

A diamond anniversary of little or no achievement is not worth celebration, tell you what. It’s like a retiree who blames his woes on how harsh his father (who died many decades ago) was. As though that’s not enough, the little he has on him, he decides to blow it up on a lavish retirement party!

At 60, we are still grappling with the basic needs of our people. At 60, we produce little or nothing on own yet spend a chunk of our wealth on imports. At 60, we are still depending on foreign coaches― we are just allergic to hiring our own Ghanaians to be at the helm of affairs. At 60, we can’t buy and eat Ghanaian. At 60, we still have the colonized mind of a teen!

Can the Ghanaian ever rule his own affairs? Can we ever develop our own systems and tailor them to suit our environment without any foreign influence? Can the government ever create a serene environment to favor Ghanaian businesses instead of others’? Can we ever be really dependent on ourselves and independent of others? These are million dollar questions we still can’t find an answer to.

Our independence remains only a tag. In reality, we are still under colonialism. We just refuse to call it what it is. Our minds are colonized. Our media is. Nothing ever really belongs to us― our clothes, shoes and even our minds. We would rather go buy the rights of foreign soaps at exorbitant rates while we give local content providers peanuts. We would rather go buy Chinese chairs for parliament instead of giving our own Ghanaian the opportunity. The Ghanaian is his own enemy!

Our minds are still at slave. We think everything foreign is awesome and everything local… awkward. We would rather give every available support to the foreigner when the Ghanaian is unfairly denied that same support. And… we pride ourselves in something they call independence? We must get serious!

America is what it is because it’s always “America first!” They’ll empower their entrepreneurs. They’ll produce what they want to eat and eat what they produce, no matter how tasteless it may be. They’ll cut down on imports as much as they can to avoid undue competition with local content as they do all they can to export. They’ll brand and promote anything from America as though it was the standard. They’ll tell their own story… and tell it sumptuously, of course.

Listen. The greatness and wealth of a nation always lies within… not without. If Ghana will ever be great, it behooves on the common Ghanaian. It doesn’t depend on anyone anywhere. For Ghana to ever be as independent as we want it to be, we need to buy and hire Ghana. We need to empower the local industry to produce what we need! It’s that simple.

If you need cars, empower the locals to produce them and possibly, export the rest. If you need a booming arts industry, support it and possibly, export the content. A nation that consumes what it doesn’t produce soon cripples to poverty. Sellers rule. Buyers are ruled. If you care not about production but only consumption, poverty will be your legacy. The more you sell, the richer you become. The more you buy, the poorer you become.

The independence of this nation will start with our mindset and that’s what we can’t seem to come to terms with. Until we change our mindset that local content can’t be as good as foreign content, I’m pretty sorry independence is very far away from us. Until we make that conscious effort to pay for quality local content, independence will only be a myth.

It is very possible to consume what we produce. Support Ghana made. That’s how independence starts. Local content doesn’t mean inferiority. Made-in-Ghana is not another name for substandard goods. Ghana can be better only as much as we will invest in it; only as much as we will want to patronize what is produced here. The America you admire is an investment of Americans. The Ghana you will someday admire will only be an investment of Ghanaians.

What is change? Change is when we change what we used to do and how we used to do it. I hope to see the change we voted for. It starts with you and me. Buy Ghanaian. Hire Ghanaian. Quality accompanies opportunity. It takes an opportunity for quality to be improved. If there’s no opportunity after all, there won’t be quality improvement.

Happy Dependence Day! I pray we become independent soon.

The writer is a playwright and Chief Scribe of Scribe Communications (, a writing company based in Accra. Get interactive with him on his Facebook page, Kobina Ansah.