The Girl Who Can
They say that I was born in has so Hasodzi, and it's a very big village in the Central region of our country. Ghana they are also say that when all of Africa is not choking under a drought ,Hasodzi lies in a very fertile lowland in a district known for its good soil .
...Maybe that is why anytime I don't finish eating my food, Nana say you 'Adjoa, you don't know what life is about...................
...You don't know what problem there are in this life..............
As far as I could see, there was only one problem. And it had nothing to do with that I knew Nana considers as 'problem'. Maami is my mother. Nana is my mother's mother. And they say I am 7 years old. And my problem is that at these 7 years of age there are things I can think in my head, but which, maybe, I do Not have the proper language to speak them out with. And that, I think, is a very serious problem. Because it was always difficult to decide whether to keep quiet and not say any of the things that come into my head, AUR say them and got laugh at. Not that it was easy to get any grown up to listen to you even when you decide to take the risk and say something serious of them.
Take Nana. First, I have to struggle to catch her attention. then I tell for something I had taken a long time to figure out. and then you know what always happen? she would once stop whatever she is doing and, open mouth, stay at me for a very long. then bending and turning her head slightly, so that one year comes down towards me, she will see in that voice:'Adjoa, you say what? after I have repeated whatever I had said, she would either, Still in that voice, ask' never, never, but never to repeat, a she would immediately burst out laughing. she would laugh and laugh and laugh, until tears Run down her cheeks and she would stop whatever she is doing and wife away the tears with the Hanging edge of her cloth. and she would continue laughing until she is complete tired. But then then, as soon as another person come by, just to make sure she doesn't forget whatever(its was) I had said, she would repeat it to her. and then, of course, there would be two old people laughing and screaming with tears running down their faces. Sometimes this show continues until there are three, four or even more of such laughing unscraming tear face grown up. and all that performance on whatever I did said? I find something quite confusing in all this. that no one ever explain to me, why sometimes I student repeat something I say; while at other Times, some other things I say would not only be alright, but would be considered so funny, they would be repeated so many times for so many peoples enjoyment.
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2025-03-26
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