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ALL LOST CHILDREN

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Everyone grows,

But not everyone knows;

Yes they grew,

But what you never knew

Is behind grown men and women

Are all lost children,

The child without a friend

The one that was beat and starved

One on whose heart was carved

Hate, bitterness and distrust

They are all lost

Still looking for love

Still trying to find resolve

They are asking questions

And searching for answers

Their adult bodies never cry

But the lost child cries forever

They did grow

But they never matured

They never were structured

The curses held them back

The abuse left them black

How do they genuinely love?

All they knew was hate

How do they genuinely smile?

All they saw were scowls

In a big round world

Amidst the chaos;

They try to live best

But beneath is great unrest

If you ever choose to judge,

Do remember;

All the lost children,

Waiting to be found.

LOVE THE CHILDREN TODAY AND SAVE THE ADULT OF TOMORROW
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Stories from Grandma’s Kitchen 1

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It is another night in the village. Under the bright moon light, the children gather around grandma. Their faces are covered with smiles. They sit impatiently waiting for another story from grandma. Grandma offers them some boiled ground nuts, roast corn and plums. As they eat, she puts some corn on the fire to roast. She is aware of their impatience and decides it is time for storytelling.

“Children, children” she says.

“Yes grandma” they shout.

“Are you ready to hear my story?” She asks.

“Yes grandma, what is your story about?” they ask anxiously.

My story is about a girl named Mary and her family. Once upon a time in a small village, there lived a poor girl named Mary. She had to wear torn clothes and had no slippers. She was raised by a wicked step mother who beat her and made her do all the house chores. One day, her wicked step mother beat her and forced her to go to the stream at night to wash the dishes.

While she was washing the dishes they accidentally fell in to the stream and were carried away. The poor girl did not know what to do. She was afraid of what her step mother will do to her, so she sat by the stream and started to cry. While she was crying she heard someone from the dark. The person drew closer. She grew scared and was about to run when this old lady emerged from the woods. She looked sick and tired. She ran up to the woman and helped her sit down to rest.

“Old mama what are you doing out this late this night.”Mary asked.

“I should ask you the same question my child. I heard you crying, why were you crying?”The old woman asked.

Mary sadly narrated her story. The old woman nodded in dismay. She then stood up.

“Please my child I am tired and I have to get home. My sight is not good. Please can you help me home?” the old woman asked releasing a tired sigh.

“Yes mama I will gladly help you.”Mary said.

Mary offered her shoulders to the old woman. The old woman balanced on her and they both walked away from the stream. After a short walk, they got to the old woman’s hut. Mary bade the woman goodnight and turned to leave. The old woman stopped her.

“My child tomorrow at the first cock crow, follow the road from the steam leading into the woods. You will get to a junction that divides into two roads. Follow the right path. You will get to an old hut. In this hut, you will find so many eggs. Some of the eggs will shout ‘take me take me’ and others ‘don’t take me don’t take me’. Pick an egg shouting ‘don’t take me don’t take me’. After that, go and find a large cleared piece of land and break the egg on the ground.” The old woman instructed.

Before Mary could ask a question, the old woman was gone. Mary ran all the way home terrified of what her fate will be once she gets home. Her step mother was waiting at the door way with a large whip. She lashed the girl and left the poor girl to sleep in the barn.

At the first cock crow, Mary ran out and went to the woods. When she reached the junction the old woman had described, she took the right path. After a long walk, she came to the hut with the talking eggs. Some golden eggs jumped on her right away.

“Take me take me” they cried. She looked around and saw some dirty eggs crying, “Don’t take me don’t take me.”

She picked a dirty egg went out of the hut. When she got to a cleared piece of land, she broke the egg on the ground. Nothing happened. She decided it was time to go home and face her grandmother’s wrath. As she turned to run, a beautiful voice called her from behind. Behold as she turned she say a beautiful chiefdom and before in stood a beautiful queen and chief.

“Mary, do not run! Your great beautiful heart has brought you here. This is your home now.” The queen said. She asked her maids to clean Mary up. Mary was given beautiful clothes and good food. She then lived as a happy princess in the palace.

Days went by and Mary’s step mother gladly gave her up for dead. One day however, news of what had happened to Mary reached her step mother’s ear. In an attempt to get the same fate, she forced her lazy daughter Magdalene to go wash dishes at the stream at night.

Magdalene grumbled all the way to the stream. As she slowly watched the dishes, she suddenly saw an old woman emerge from the bushes.

“Oh my God! You are the ugliest thing I have seen in all my life.”Magdalene cried out.

“My child please can you help me to my hurt.” The old lady begged.

“No. There is no way I am touching a dirty old woman like you.” Magdalene snorted.

Though Magdalene was rude, the old woman gave her the same instructions she had given Mary. Magdalene did the exact opposite. She took the left road and picked the shiny eggs shouting ‘Take me’. When she broke the egg, a large snake appeared and swallowed her up….

“Children what did you learn from this story?”Grandma asked at the end.

We learned so many lessons from the story;

      Do not ill treat any child

      Do not spoil your kids

      Respect your elders and be kind to strangers

      Respect and obey instruction passed by authority.

      Not all that glitters is gold.





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Lessons from my father

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As I grew from childhood to adulthood, one of the things I am most grateful for is having a father who played several influential roles in my life. As a teenager, I had shunned the strong discipline and pressure place on me by my father to make me a model citizen. As I matured and went out to face the world on my own, these elements have accompanied me and have been the ingredient for most of my successes.

 I learned so much from my father, but two great lessons stand out for me till this day. The first lesson came when I was about 15 years old. I was facing my teenage demons, bullies and so many other psychological issues. I wrote my dad telling him I was tired and I wanted to change schools. My dad responded with a letter whose words are engraved on my heart to this day.

“My daughter to succeed in this world, fortitude and determination has to be your watch word. Always know this, if your star has to shine, nothing and nobody can stop it from shining…if something is meant to be yours, no one can take it away from you…”

The words molded me into a stronger, braver and confident lady. It fired me up to stand up to my fears and to never consider quitting an option.  The second life changing lesson came when my dad gave me a talk before I left for university;

  “My daughter as you go on to the university and in life, let these three things be your guide;

           Always remember who you are

          Always remember where you come from

         Always keep in mind where you are going”



My life has been blessed and directed by lessons I learned from my father. As I go through life I carry his wisdom with me. He was a father, a friend and a mentor. Till his final days on earth, he never stopped pushing me even further than I thought I could go. Though snatched unexpectedly by death, his final words during our last conversation on phone was

“Just keep trying”



I live grateful and thankful to God each day for a loving and concerned father I was privilege to have. Fathers they say are their daughter’s first love. My dad was that and more….



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DAUGHTER OF EARTH

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I am a daughter of earth
Crafted from the dirt
And polished by nature
I am a flower in Africa
Basking in the sun of Accra
I am a jewel
A jewel of the Nile
I am black and beautiful
Not from ornaments or plentiful,
I am black and beautiful
From the fibers of ancestry
And the love of family

I am from kings and warriors
From the scars of wars
And the triumph of victories
From a land of trees
Of mountains and many rivers
Still springs and rushing streams
A promise of hope and dreams
I am black and beautiful
From things pure and wonderful
I am a daughter of earth


By Ndenecho Hilda s.


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