Lockdown Challenge #Day 4๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ

Yass! Inspiration is the seed.

The Month of April certainly came with a new vibe. I pray it fills us with Bliss, happiness and drives the pandemic away! Amen.

Guys, i’m having a lot of fun with this lockdown challenge. Who would have thought! Days prior, i remember vividly telling a friend i hate this. I guess developing this Strategy with my small circle is really helping me to shake off the boredom i envisioned!

Now, i barely go close to my phone to check my notifications or what people are saying on social media. It feels like i’m back at work again!๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Thursday schedule! #Day 4โ™ฅ๏ธ

Today was fun!!!๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Wait for it…

Morning: Psalm 121 is my motivation for today.

I lift up my eyes to the hillsโ€”
    from where will my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
    who made heaven and earth.He will not let your foot be moved;
    he who keeps you will not slumber.
He who keeps Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper;
    the Lord is your shade at your right hand.

Afternoon:

Time to wash, scrub, wash utensils and do general clean-up๐Ÿคท

Laundry is a part of modern life we canโ€™t escape, so of course dreams of washing clothes are common. It may seem like a mundane task, but there is actually a lot of surprising symbolism when you see clothes that need washed in dreams.

I actually felt refreshed and relieved doing this today. Initially, i had wanted to do all these during weekends. But i realized the drying lines won’t be enough on a saturday! Yeah!!! I have my whole family at home. Lol…

My initial reaction ๐Ÿ˜‚

Evening:

I miss the Republic Bar and Grill because of Karaoke. From Afrobeat to highlife to other forms of music!

Karaoke is a type of dining interactive entertainment or video game developed in Japan in which an amateur singer sings along with recorded music using a microphone. The music is normally an instrumental version of a well-known popular song. Wikipedia

So if we can’t go to Karaoke, we’ll let the Karaoke come to us! Yaaaaayi๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

The fun is still on going though…

Karaoke!!โ™ฅ๏ธ i’m loving my evening right now.

So i ended my evening with Karaoke!

Hope you are keeping safe though.

Remember to follow the precautionary measures too.

Love y’all.

Lockdown Challenge #Day 3!โœŒโ˜๏ธ

Had a good read of my #Lockdown Challenge 2 yesterday? Even though i wasn’t creating something, i have been able to bring my small circle together to follow my routine for this 2weeks.

In making decisions, we need to seek wisdom from God! James 1:5-8 is my motivation for today!

Day 3! As usual, i couldn’t start without going through the schedule.

Do something that makes you happy and makes you stay positive.

Schedule for Day 3!โ™ฅ๏ธ

Wednesday

Morning: I read two verses today from the scriptures and i prayed about every decision i make in my journey to succeed as a young woman!

If any of you is lacking in wisdom, ask God, who gives to all generously and ungrudgingly, and it will be given you. But ask in faith, never doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, driven and tossed by the wind; 7, 8 for the doubter, being double-minded and unstable in every way, must not expect to receive anything from the Lord. James 1:5-8.

I have learnt to ask for wisdom in making decisions from God before i carry on with my plans- and i’ll ask this in faith!

Afternoon: Guys, i usually do this and it has helped me in a way. I think it is a blessing in disguise! It is also God’s way of showing me to give and not to be selfish. My schedule says “Separate old clothes, small ones, from the lot” so what i do is this, i usually give-away clothes that i barely put them on because of “increase in weight” to distant relatives in my hometown. Any time mummy plans on visiting them, i have had to send these clothes away and replace them with new ones.

Old clothes! Give them away!

Evening: Currently, what are you watching now?

In equal parts high-concept thriller and coming-of-age drama, HANNA follows the journey of an extraordinary young girl raised in the forest, as she evades the relentless pursuit of an off-book CIA agent and tries to unearth the truth behind who she is.”

I bet you’ve not seen this yet! My Day 3 of Lockdown Challenge, this evening would have to be fun! I couldn’t think of anything less than downloading this Movie. A 2019 movie which is also a seasonal one that will get you in moment of suspense.

I recommend this movie to y’all and to my favourite Movie freaks out there ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚.

Hanna is the Title. Go get it!

The night is still young. huh?

I’ll definately keep you posted on #Lockdown Challenge #Day 4 tomorrow.

Be safeโ™ฅ๏ธ

With Love

Akosua.

Lockdown Challenge #Day 2!โœŒ

Isaiah 53:4-5 was my motivation today!

Introverts are people who get their energy from spending time alone, according to Dr. Jennifer Kahnweiler, author of The Introverted Leader: Building on Your Quiet Strength. โ€œItโ€™s kind of like a battery they recharge,โ€ she says. โ€œAnd then they can go out into the world and connect really beautifully with people.

Hello people,

It’s been a roller coaster and y’all will agree with me. For those of you who are busily engaged in work, i must say i’m a bit envious ๐Ÿ˜‚. You all know how “a workaholic” i can be sometimes; or let me just say, for the records, i love to work!

The current situation at hand today in the country or let me say, in some parts of the world right now has caused most of us to be “by-force introverts” . We have been asked to stay home. Some of my friends are feeling uneasy already. Aww too bad…

I enjoy my own company sometimes. I believe that i become much more productive when i am alone. Call me a Mel or a 1st class introvert๐Ÿคท. I do party sometimes, beach-walking “guru”, watching movies at the cinema, shopping with the Trio on vacations (i so much miss my girls with this). Maybe, i’m not completely an introvert. Call me “extroverted introvert” or vise versa!๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

I actually didn’t have any move for this long break- two weeks of Homely-affair! Wow! I’ve got to make good use of this long break huh?

So, this Doctor friend of mine got a great idea (Ps: Dr, you’re a life saver). A Challenge! – Lockdown challenge. This Challenge started yesterday, which is the beginning of the 14 days period.

Create something within this 14 days and let the entire world know what gifts or power you have within” .

Interesting? Very intriguing too and challenging i must confess.

On Monday, i thought hard of something invaluable to create. But i have found none.

Too bad!

I didn’t give up with my search to create something. The plan was if i can’t create something, then i’d have to make good use of what i have. So i drew a timetable for this Lockdown Challenge and suggested to a couple of close friends to come on board for this challenge!

I’ope to get a positive feedback soon after this.

Tuesday Time table!

TuesdayMorning: I Prayed and fasted to God about the current pandemic in Ghana. 2nd Chronicles 7:14.

I felt marvellously great after this moment with God!

Afternoon: I read one of my favourite stories from the Craine Prize for African Writing 2016. Title of the story : “What it means when a Man Falls from the Sky” (A very interesting read it was).

“The craine” was beautiful

This lockdown/self-quarantine doesnโ€™t worry me so much. Staying home is not a problem. I really enjoyed #Day 2 with my circle and schedule!

Evening: A whatssap video call to an old time friend. โœŒ

I promise to keep you posted!โญ๏ธ

Wait for #Day 3 tomorrow…

Remember, be safe. Stay home!

PS: How was Day 2 of your Lockdown challenge? let’s have a chat in the comment section below.

Running away from my fears.

Chapter 4 of “When i spotted him…”

Happy friday, my loves, and welcome to the blog of the year (yes! Weโ€™re claiming already).

Today, weโ€™re on chapter 4 of W.I.S.H the best series on PoetessAkosua .com Some have been waiting for this chapter; whether or not Akosua will give up on Kay in Chapter 3 Question is, how many men will give up on their “dream ladies”?

This was inevitable; we both know this. Itโ€™s been an emotional rollercoaster if I must say so myself, and as fierce and stubborn as I prove to be, itโ€™s tough to say โ€˜the end.โ€™

Read Chapter 3 of when I spotted him here

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He looked so good, like he did the first time I laid eyes on him, like he always did. His big winsome eyes that would stare down on me whenever I hugged him like he saw me a little sister. And so many times I fantasied being with him and writing about him in his presence.


Hmmโ€ฆ so many times I tried to end this story of my life and I tried to stop this muse of mine that kept haunting me to stop day dreaming of something that is non-existent. And any time I tried so hard, a little voice kept telling me to run away from my fears and that could only be the solution to cure this sickness.

How long can I keep running?

Run!

If this is meant to happen, it would have happened long time without me having to put so much effort, and time.

There were days I felt I was pitied and mocked at behind closed doors.
Ever felt you are not loved by someone you thought felt the same way about you and you finally got to realize they were just consoling you. This is indeed a struggle many ladies go through. I kept holding back, holding back and wishing one day he will spit out those three words already. Days I sat in a cab together with him and none uttered a word to each other. It was depressing- I got home and not even a call or text to find out whether or not


Akosua got home safe?


My instincts told me


Charley, these signs clearly shows dude isn’t into you. You better stop wasting your time and move on with your life.


Someone said this in passing, sometimes, time is all we need to heal us and to do the talking for us. Yes, time, time, time is what I need, to do the healing. However, I considered running away from my fears, being a cowardice and changing an environment. Frankly, I needed a change of environment, a social media break and some kind of psyching. That will help me grow into thoughts and understand that once someone isn’t into you, no matter what, you shouldn’t force feelings.

All social media apps, that could track my whereabouts failed and none knew where I was including my crush failed too.

I grew into thoughts of not sensing the “I miss you too” the ones we say without meaning it like we really do. No calls or recorded calls to hear his soothing voice and no text messages to re-read over again. It somehow did work out in my favor. But history will once be told that a lady wrote a poem proposing indirectly to a guy who had no interest in or whatsoever and society will always laugh and mock over it…

The story still continues…Wait for the 5th Chapter of “When I Spotted him…”

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You can leave your thoughts and comments under the blog post! Let’s keep it interactive! Be safe!

In case you missed Chapter 3, view the link here ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡

https://poetessakosua.wordpress.com/2020/03/20/sequel-to-when-i-spotted-him/

SEQUEL TO “When I Spotted Him”

Chapter 3

The price she had to pay…

Hey guys, so I was just glancing through my previous post and I chanced on one of my favorite articles. “When I spotted him” though a true life story of an anonymous person, FYI (I’m not going back to my old state) ๐Ÿ˜€ somehow, I just felt like continuing the storyline… Read chapter One and Two yet?

You can find both chapters here
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Chapter one of when I spotted him

Chapter 2 of when I spotted him

This is the Sequel to both chapters…My story continues…

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I had spent many of my days after chapter two, fighting with myself on whether or not I should spill it all out in person to him. Probably, he didn’t get my message or could be playing an open-minded game.


My rational mind knew more than anything that seeing him would be a bad idea, a grave mistake for it would spark different kinds of emotions in me. My love for him was strong, stronger than ever, his abscence had made my heart grow fonder and that had in turn made me scared, scared of him, scared of setting my sunken eyes on him, scared that he would read through me like his favourite childhood book and he would find my love for him deeply embedded in every nerve I possess and he would take advantage of it, of me.


We became very close and closer than I imagined. We spoke about everything and saw each other possessing the same mindset and qualities. Onlookers kept asking questions like are these two dating already? But you see, to him, questions like this was worthless and needed no reply. My instincts told me several times to shun him and pay attention to others who might want to have me all to themselves. But the harm has been done already.

The price I had to pay
Chapter 3.


The news about my feelings for him spread like bushfire. I actually thought I could trust my lawyers and confidants about secret keeping and being discreet but my never-ending-story dashed out like a fire. It kept burning and even when I wanted to quench it with my sweet utterances, I grew numb. They lost the trust and close friendship we once had and I swore never to trust anyone with my utterances again because people will always remain the same.


I got the hate and frown from people who wanted to have me and I felt terrible. I couldn’t go close and be myself. The lukewarm attitude begun to set in and depression was eating me up like cancer in the blood. I became reclusive and stopped participating in activities once I knew they will definitely go. It’s not that I was leaving my responsibilities towards God’s work and being a cowardice; but rather, I didnt want things to escalate. He will be there, they will be there, and I will be there too and I can’t handle a teasing game or mockery from either sides- that will break my heart.


I could sense an antagonizing pain and hatred on faces; even with smiles that covered it. It was like they were wearing a mask that needs to be taken off. But you see, that wasn’t my worry at all because, I allowed this to happen to me. And somehow, I knew this day would come. My greatest fear was he would take advantage of the love that flowed freely through my veins, nourishing me and making me whole. I feared he may have done it before with his past relationships and this time round I wanted to guard my heart and I was willing to put my life on the line in doing so. I desperately wanted to protect my fragile heart from him but this heart of mine always had a soft spot for him, it ached for him, it would cry out to him during my numerous sleepless nights when he was far from me. It wept for him on his bad days and talked to God on his behalf, asking the Almighty to keep him safe and to protect him from the danger that was himself. It would turn a blind eye to his mistakes, for it loved and it loved dearly.


My heart was the only home I wanted him to know, a place where he could come and find peace when everything around him was in disarray. Even though there was nothing going on and people kept insinuating, in my heart of hearts, I knew a relationship with him is non-existent and he might not see me worthy of a wife. Truth is, I didn’t see myself meeting his standards or criteria of a woman.

Anytime I got close to him, my silence, was the home I wanted him to run to when the world was on his neck, chocking him and suffocating him with its unrealistic expectations. It was the home I wanted him to come to, when things were going his way, when he was winning his battles with life. I thought of the days I will steal glances at him and I will steal friendly hugs from him. I would place my head on his chest, to feel his heart beating not only to keep me alive but for him.


He would listen to the sound of my heart beating for him, the rhythm was his lullaby and I would watch him talk about Christ and his work. I would wrap my hands around his neck, hold him, close my eyes and breathe in heavily to take in that beautiful moment and gradually fall asleep with him in my arms, in his safe place.

The story continues… Wait for Chapter 4 in the Next post!

FYI-means (For Your Information)

Photo credit : my Gallery

I apologize…

Hey guys โ™ฅ๏ธ

Aunty Akosua, my name sake says I shouldn’t point out my weakness to people otherwise they will easily notice them. Rather than saying I’m not the chatty person, she urges me to say, “I’ll have to improve on my conversational skills”

I just post and go almost like this blogger and readers relationship is inanimate. In 2020, I actually had a lot of plans for this blog and I was so excited about it but it looks like those goals couldnโ€™t even hit day one. I wanted to write a lot of articles and poems, share updates on real life experiences, lifestyle, career etc. I donโ€™t blame my lack of ability to post anything for so long on myself only. Life takes part blame. Thereโ€™s been a lot of paradigm shift. From academics, social life, family and my entirety in Christ. This year Iโ€™ve grown so much and Iโ€™m appreciative of it because I canโ€™t recognize who I was years ago (honestly).

I canโ€™t express my feelings except to say; Iโ€™m really sorry.

Iโ€™m trusting the entire journey. So basically Iโ€™m here to apologize to my readers ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ. For being absent even though you absolutely love my poems and being disconnected from this lovely relationship of ours. I do hope I can make amends so we can fall in love with this blog once again. This an apology of sorts, a lame one, I know but thank you for taking time to read ๐Ÿ’š . Thank you Dr. for pushing me to come back. I absolutely appreciate it.

This Match isn’t Heavenly Made!

Listen to this song before reading my poem.

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Do you want me to continue a story that has no reality?
I’m certain this match you intend to create is not a heavenly made
Somehow, your flirty charisma managed to awaken my muse- a dead muse has been haunting
Now, I see myself stuttering all the time.

Itโ€™s like when I first met you;
my shyness wouldnโ€™t let me be.
My tongue has left my mouth;
my hormones have betrayed me.
Adrenaline is reacting negatively,
and dopamine rarely makes any sense.


My tear glands are rather unleashed pouring out acidic tears on my cheeks:
tears that I didnโ€™t budget for.
I should be ranting prayers for God’s perfect creation
But here I am second guessing myself
Lying to my hollow heart and being so hard on it for nothing
I must say, your charm is deceitful
Working together so hard on this weakling mind of mine
But just like an ordinary writer, I fall for this! “Peeves”

I am caught in the shadow of time:
I am drowned in fear:
fear of the daunting distance;
fear to live only with memories;
fear of the obvious unexpected.
Donโ€™t think of me as a weakling,
I am only young, with a slippery mind.
Too many thoughts pace the path of my mind.

When will time heal this charm
When will geography close this particular Chapter?
I don’t want to have anything to do with you- isn’t this so simple to understand?
Can my writings make up for the warmth of your presence?
I am confused; I am concussed; I am helpless!
I have many questionable answers than answerable questions โ€”
Iโ€™ll defer my questions until further notice.
I have been ranting and writingโ€ฆor maybe my words are a waste to you. Communicating no message.

So let my emotions comfort me.
So stop playing games with my mind.
My emotions get a better part of me
I don’t need you to harden them
Need I say more? Iโ€™m patient to a fault!
I write and fail to speak like the way I write.
Isn’t that strange to youโ€ฆ


I am unencumbered by the vexatious songs of sinister birds:
Songs that reverberate that my wait for you is a wait in vain.
Iโ€™ve corked my ears to negative thoughts,
But God, be my witness- I have had enough of this Charade.
because Iโ€™m certain that this match isn’t heavenly made.

Poetry by : Poetessakosua

Image: Sandra Addo’s Gallery

A Reason To Respond To Positive Vibes Only.

Welcome to 2020 my loves.

Self-improvement is key!

Whosh itโ€™s been awhile!

I missed you too and I am sorry for the long silence.

I am in the best of moods right now because my 2019 came to a stand still and I had the best of times last year! All the things I wanted to do, I did, the best of places, I visited. I made the best of acquaintances. 2020 is unplanned and I have less expectations. We just have to believe in God’s plans…

My ranting is over now. ๐Ÿ˜‚

The affirmative answer will go a long way to take your happiness. For some time now, responding to “yes” seems easy for me. Even though I sometimes feel the pain in my chest, I will have to respond affirmatively so people are happy. It’s as if the negative answer โ€˜Noโ€™, wasn’t in my good-books. Now I am just thinking aloud, “Maybe, akosua, just maybe- if you could respond negatively, you’d have gained a lot. I felt stupid. Maybe I am stupid.

1 Be a risk Taker!

The real Deal!

Cousin Barbs: Just go and tell ’em you want this!

Me: Are you sure about me doing this?

Somehow, I’ll prefer not to take the risk of doing something and losing out. I’ll probably never forgive myself if it goes wrong. Sometime ago, in my pursuit of finding the right career, I’d take sides. So having paid a huge amount of money that could buy a new phone or a new laptop which I have always dreamt of, I had to risk it to a Venture. Months passed, I felt stupid and lost faith. I blamed myself, for having put up with this “gamble” of a game!

Geezzzz, I had to compose myself and talk to my inner spirit.

Girl, sh** happens in life and you’ve got to brace yourself to take more risk in the future”

Some one did say this in passing… risk taking adds flavor and spice to everydayโ€™s life. It’s like “an immune booster”

It’s like climbing a rooftop without a ladder (ridiculous huh?) chances are that, you will either lose or win in this game! Life itself is a risk; so why not take the chance.

You canโ€™t learn anything worthwhile whiles playing it safe all the time. Let yourself go. I didn’t die when I told him I was crushing hard…did I? Love unrequited! A negative response was given and I read in between the lines!funny story, but I grew into thoughts of taking chances and risking it.

You want to further your studies but you are in doubts of the financial situation currently? Remember I said, “Sh**” does happens in life. Go ahead… Forget about who is going to pay that huge amount and apply already! Things always work out in the end. When we face the things we fear most, we later realize there was nothing to fear in the first place.

2. Can we start saving?

This isn’t my biggest challenge! I actually learnt how to do this back in High school. Along the line, I felt it was pointless saving. After Uni, Mum stopped giving out. I felt shy asking for money to buy basic stuff I needed. The pressure was real hard! The hustle should begin!

Open an account with any good bank, get an ATM card for yourself, Learn to put some money away, learn not to touch it. Save as much as you could. It shouldnโ€™t be necessarily a huge amount. Start small but donโ€™t stop it. little bits of money put away will soon be big enough to be invested in a venture that could bring reasonable results.

3. Learn more

Last year, I realized there’s a lot of things I thought I knew but Lo, I could be said a “Tabula rasa”. I knew I had to read, learn more and gain knowledge. Not to Kowtow-

Just take my phone for two minutes and you’ll get to know there’s nothing interesting on it. Of course, the “Whatssap, instagram and WordPress” app keeps me busy with a boring lecture. What about the need to scroll up and down looking at my favorite images and smiling- Narcissistic? I wouldn’t say I am.

Could it be that we are not making good use of the social media apps? A friend is on twitter 24/7 and finds the need of scrolling through to read about the daily happenings and trending stories. It’s knowledge! Can this year be my year of finding facts and evidence? Not having “boring” explanations to every argument…

4. Hipsy- they call me.

Be in shape. Take care of the body. Itโ€™s all you have. People will leave your life but your body wonโ€™t leave you. Itโ€™s the only thing thatโ€™s going to be with you till your last breath. So why donโ€™t you spend some time to care for this friend?

I’m not consistent with this. But I find it pleasurable when they stare and call me “hipsy”.

Hip squats

Of course… “The GA girl is naturally endowed with a curvy outlook” what’s her secret! Before I shower, I go round the field for sometime, do a few squats, make sure I smell of sweat! Squeezing of lime into water to bath, or an antiseptic (detrol) does the fragrance.

5. Be “Miss Sloane!”

A film by John Madden. An old movie (2016) written by Jonathan Perera. The protagonist, Jessica Chastain, starring as Hadeline Elizabeth Sloane, never gave a fu**k about life. Over thinking drains you as a person. We’re growing; we don’t have to give a loot about what people think about you and the way you run your life. It’s up to you to know your value in life and act wisely. People will say what they want to say but remember, you are the captain of this ship called โ€œYour life”.

Once, I was lambasted because of miscommunication. I had to keep mute and compose myself about the whole situation. It’s called “maturity and self-respect” when you don’t succumb to opinions of others.

People will have their opinions as to how best you can run your life but itโ€™s your life. Listen but take your own decisions. Donโ€™t be forced to take decisions that donโ€™t sit well with your spirit. Donโ€™t allow people to live their lives through you. If they know how best to live a life, then they should live it. Be you and the best of you is always the goal.


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Tears roll down from our eyes!

Some remember their first and last encounter with you

Others may have forgotten the very first day they saw you

After so many years

But, for us, your homies, your Squad, the people you call- family, friends, “Katalambano”, we will always have fond memories of our very encounter with you

You, you, were all we could think about the day we went out in grand style to celebrate God’s union

You were all we could think about the day we saw you lying and pleading “Homies, please don’t leave me alone”

You were all we could think about when you were battling with your life.

All we could think about when you got well and now-all we can say is “Jessy, rest well in God’s bossom”

As tears roll down our face,

We know you’re in a better place.

We close our eyes to see your face,
suddenly we feel a warm embrace.

With a smile so wide,

it brings tears to our eyes.

We try so hard not to cry;

all of our pain we cannot hide.

Your words cut us : “I know definitely I am going to be a beautiful bride”

Jessica, please return to us if possible!

You have broken my heart, our hearts,

A GRACOSA’s heart is Broken!

Some of us are shaking

We are in shock!

We don’t know if we will ever understand,
but it must be part of God’s plan.

As we look up towards the blue sky,
We imagine you spreading your wings to fly.

Be sure to give Mom a sign

so she knows you are in Heaven
and everything is fine.

As the tears roll down our face,
We know you are in a better place.

Writer: Linda Amoni.

A poem to Jessica Baiden (A GRACOSA) May your soul rest in Peace!

We miss you and you will always be remembered!

Baby, look Up!

You are who you are
There is no changing that
Embrace who you are
You can only hide behind a facade for so long
So come out of hiding now
Baby, look up!.

You are who you are
A chance to make it work again
A new brand awaits you
When it’s easier and less harm to your self-esteem
We look at ourselves and disgust is what we taste
But we take for granted who we are
You lose yourself in the shoes of others
You forget who you are
Baby, look up!

Pity yourself for not being perfect
But most important of all
You begin to disgrace yourself
The self hate sits in like bitter medicine
The cuts on your body cry scarlet
And yet all this insignificance
Costs you your life that has more importance
Than what you are or aren’t.

Baby, look up!

Revive the New Brand!

Martial Teacher
Written by
Martial Teacher
(19/M)

Image from Jo’s gallery

HOW IT ALL WENT DOWN.

Throwing of birthday parties arenโ€™t really my thing but honestly, Iโ€™ll be overwhelmed if someone could spoil me silly and give me a treat on my birthday. Lolโ€ฆ

Years back, at school, on every 4th September, I will have my birthday at the sea side (my favorite place) enjoying the breeze and plan for the coming years. I usually do a self- reflection analysis a lot and try to redirect my thinking. I will always choose the beach side.

I never really had time to do my own โ€œletโ€™s sit eat and drink birthday kind of thingโ€. Days prior, I will remember, and brush it off like any ordinary day.
To me, September, will always remain significant. Not because itโ€™s my birth month, but I share the same birth month with most of my close friends and family relations and we just click like something.

Yesterday was not planned, it wasnโ€™t even on my basket list. I woke up by Godโ€™s grace with 3rd September plans in mind for 4th September.

Meeting with a panel for an intensive orientation.

Shopping for some clothes and shoes for work.

Going to Bojo Beach Resort with the โ€œTrioโ€

Going to church for a Debate Competition.

Watching movies in the evening at home and reading goodwill messages from friends and families.

This was like a rough sketch of how my 2019 birthday was going to look like.

Oh I had plans
I really thought I had this week figured out butโ€ฆ this scripture has been screaming at me for the past few years,

โ€œMany are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will standโ€. Proverbs 19:21 ESV

I didnโ€™t plan on staying in bed for some hours before setting out for my trip.

I didnโ€™t really plan on preparing for a debate competition and postponing my dates.

Friends at the Nsawam Road church of Christ

I didnโ€™t really plan on getting home exhausted and finally going to bed. Nope that was certainly not part of the plan!

Your wishes reminded me I have a family and friends who support and will be there for me; regardless. I love you guys so much and God bless you for all your wishes.

Love,
Akosua
xoxo

“When Angels Pick up their Crayons…”

Dr Michael Osei Agyapong, who has over the years won the heart of his audience with his plays, is going to mesmerise audience with a Rib-cracking and inspiring stage performance entitled “COLOUR ME”.The award, which was dubbed, Ananse Prize for Literature, was given to Dr Agyapong’s unpublished short story titled: “Changing Hands”.

“Colour Me” , however, is one of his best known and recognized staged plays.”The Gyeni-Ntimโ€™s had the perfect family and the perfect song of praise to God. Soon their song changed and the once perfect family began to crumble into dust. With the ominous shadow of a dead grandfather in the background and a portrait that draws the family back into the clutches of an unwanted past, they begin to search for their new song and they find it in the most unexpected place. This play is a reminder that Godโ€™s not dead and His promises are sure!”

Under the auspices of The Nsawam Road church of Christ Youth Ministry, The Heaven-Inspired Theatre presents COLOUR ME; a stage play about family, love, the providence of God and of course, colours.

We specially invite your family to The Nsawam Road church of Christ, Circle to witness this spectacle on:

Date : 24th August, 2019

Time: 4:30pm to 8:30pm.

“Colour Me”….when angels pick up their crayons

The Heaven-Inspired Theatre

playwright:Dr Michael Osei Agyapong

Directed by: Naana Lexis Akosua Obenewaa Opoku Agyemang

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