THE REBIRTH

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             It’s been more than a few weeks since i returned from Ghana. My heart has been aching real badly. It seems to me that every time i decide to do any trips with soul-searching in my mind, i come back completely different. This situation is no different. My trip to Ghana was by all definitions a successful one. The fact that i had my family on that trip also meant i didn’t have to answer for no one ie questions such as ‘why is papa yaw not married?’ LOL. I was able to catch up with some of my closest friends, family and relatives and even had time to reflect. Sometimes, i like to think that my life is like one of those Pavarotti songs that dad listens to. The ones that start slow and then crescendo into this crazy melancholy.

          Unlike the first time i returned to Ghana after a long hiatus, this time round, I’ve returned knowing exactly what i want out of the next five years of my life. I’ve decided to call it my very own ‘sika kokorr’ (pot of gold, i think it means). That knowledge has been one influenced predominantly by my belief in the Supreme (yes, that’s God) and belief in myself. I went to Ghana as a student trying to learn more about life and myself only to return unsatisfied. So for starters, I’ve decided that the time has come. I NEED TO GO HOME. Indefinitely that is…

I know what some of you people are thinking. She’s crazy, she doesn’t know how hard the transition is, or perhaps, she hasn’t counted the cost. Trust me; i do know what the transition will cost me; a rebirth. Gone are those days when Africa or Ghana was viewed as a ‘dark’ place/continent. These days, i laugh in the faces of those who claim Africans are small minded, or poor, or uneducated….i beg, people go to Accra, go to Lagos or better still Cape Town. (http:www/ladybrillemag.com) Come back and we’ll have our discussion. Case closed! I want to be a part of that movement! On the other hand, ignorance of that truth will cost me; my insanity and unhappiness. Here’s the thing right; I’ve come to accept where home is. I refuse to let my life be dictated by emptiness. Heck, i stopped calling myself British-Ghanaian ages ago despite what my passport says. Moreover at 25, i realise that i live my life for no one except God. My family will sooner or later get used to it and so will all those who mean the world to me.

 

How soon the transition will take place is a question of time. In the meantime, i will continue to work on me; the physical, spiritual, mental and emotional aspects of me that require renewal. My dad used to tell me that as a child i was so independent and always going against the grain. I wonder if he realises that we are one of a kind; pace-setters. And when it’s all said and done, I’ve discovered my very own sika kokorr. What’s yours?

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR;

Elsie Acheampong is a British-Ghanaian writer, poet and blogger. Her interests are in Africa, christianity,fashion, art, and African Culture. She also has a personal blog on facebook; called StrictlyFosuism…can be contacted via facbeook or email at nkontobeanie@yahoo.com

 

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