Portia Dery’s Funky Read-Write Clinic

Portia Dery’s Funky Read-Write Clinic.

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Nonsense!!!

It’s absolutely nonsense when a politician in Ghana expects us..should i say me to clap hands simply because their party built mere school buildings, a misery  hospital and changed a few ready-to die roads to  waiting-to-die roads. When in truth individuals / social entrepreneurs take less months to do so.

Let no GOD-FORSAKEN-POLITICIAN tell me he has done this or that  with my own taxes i pay … he is a ‘fearo’ . let him compete with the likes of Japan who is building a huge solar farm! let him do something that would make the ant also stopped and say…’AEEH  today Ghana too is doing something aside the dead-things’

It’s makes no sense hence nonsense to queue in long disgusting lines under the merciless sun that can cook a whole tuber of yam in hour  just to vote for thieves, pretenders and swindlers,i rather sit at home, pour myself a tall-glass-of-wine-in -ice and watch some documentaries on lions and tigers in the jungle.

If my best friend or boyfriend became a politician…i would cut off all contact with them. i would buy a big gallon of parazone…the one that can erase body touch and smells dating from five years back. i would scratch and scrubbed till i drop on the floor tired.

Because i know for a fact that any good left in him (boyfriend) and her(best friend) would vanish in a week. For i know even the mice at home would lose their stale bread. And as for the kisses and the caresses ,i would coma-myself into long seconds and i can assure you the next day i would hold no memories of them. And if i met him-my -former-boyfriend-gone-politician…he better hide, for the venom in my eyes he would not bear!

So if your relative is a politician in Ghana-PUT YOUR HANDS IN SHAME on your head and weep! not because they are condemned morally but because they have sold their souls to the devil and stained their hands with the blood of the dead, the hungry ,the unemployed graduates ……

They are a batch of no-sense  …simply put nonsense!

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JOY NEWS TV VISITS AYWO

AFRICAN YOUTH WRITERS ORGANIZATION (AYWO)

On Friday, 30th of December 2015, we had a lovely surprise visit from the news team of Joy news ; joy News is a News TV channel owned by the Multimedia Group Limited, a Ghanaian media and entertainment company established in 1995.

The visit was possible due to the fact that AYWO’s lead,Portia Dery won the Golden Baobab prize (http://goldenbaobab.org/prizes/winners) for picture book in November 2014 and was interviewed on Joy news during the prize announcements.  ( the Golden Baobab Prize is an African literary award that aims to encourage the writing of African literature for children and young adults. Its mission is to identify African literary giants of the next generation and produce classic African stories .

On Friday, at 9:00 am at the Tamale children’s library , AYWO had an exciting reading and mentoring event with 30 primary school children from the seventh Adventist school (SDA) in Tamale, and…

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WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO HER?

Often times, i make an effort to write -something-delicious about him. I always start on a paper but stop half-way and tear it all-up. For what words can describe him? A man i have not seen and heard?

Sometimes when the guilt is too much, it pushes me to  pick my old laptop  and write something down like i am doing now.

But even then, the words fail me, for i fear, no words , no story or essay can do justice to him!

Even if i am able to  write my thoughts down , it still can’t describe;

how deep my heart has grown,

how much peace my soul has found,

how miraculously my paranoid- sickness vanished,

how strong i have become,

how content i am,

Because indeed , there were days  i was dead….that i thought only of killing myself, of not finding myself worthy to fit into this so called  world.

and then he appeared! to lit up my world! ooh what a joy he brought to my heart, that people who kept  a bet on me dryly asked, ‘what the hell happened to her?’

Because;

i now can laugh out loud,

i now can smile deeply,

i now can inhale the morning’s freshly air ,

i now can truly live,

i now can break boundaries and make histories,

ooh why the frown? why is  your head down? so you actually believed i would rot? face-out?

then there’s news for you….

ooh yes! You ask what the hell happened to her??…

I SAY;

GOD happened!