Ghana Woman!

So two days after the International Women's Day (IWD), which I agree with my friends that it should be Global Women's Day or simply Women's Day, I write this post.
I just researched how the fight for women's rights started (read this which paraphrases what happened in America) I couldn't get any material on how equal rights for women in Ghana started, but over the period of time from what I have noticed governments in Ghana over the years have strived to be seen as working for the rights of women but through all this I wonder who is a Ghanaian Woman? When did our struggle for gender rights start? What have we done? Is the message of gender equality being driven by only literate women? What about the illiterate woman? Where are we now?

I don't know about you but I feel Ghanaian women have played dual roles in society. As a queenmother, she is the embodiment of a king yet she must decide who is king. As a mother, nurturing. So we might choose to dwell on the positives and ignore the negatives. The official theme for this year's IWD is "The Gender Agenda: Gaining Momentum"  and that for the United Nations is  "A promise is a promise: Time for action to end violence against women". With these themes all over the place, I will bring us back to the question we should have asked as women in Ghana a long time ago "Who is a Ghanaian Woman?" 

Forget Me Not

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Happy New Year peeps!. I know I am a month and several days late wishing y'all this but this is my first post this year contrary to the trizillion posts I had in mindl ok, make that a mere ten but I am here and I have missed blogging and I will miss it more because I am going to school; though it is distance learning, and I am travelling around my country and everywhere else work might take me. :)

So this is to say; I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU and I WILL BE BACK TO BEAT THE PULP OUT OF YOU!. LOL.

STAY BLESSED, EVERYONE.

Dreams

Give me dreams
Big, hairy, audacious dreams
Stretching coast to coast
That is what I am good for
Dreams
Big, heady, colossal ones

Copy Restricted Images

Did you know you can copy restricted images? This post is inspired by www.flickr.com because they wouldn't allow me to copy an image I wasn't going to use for any commercial purpose. I just wanted to view it: a lot. :)

shamefaced

Anyho, I discovered I could get the image without using any of the tricks this site suggested. All I had to do was:

1. Save that page containing the image.

2. Copy or Cut & Paste the saved site into a folder: What happens?

        - A folder gets created automatically for the saved page and that folder contains the image you want.

NB: This is not a lease to steal images; remember to attribute. I was using the browser Chrome and Window 7 operating system. I hope the operating system had nothing to do with it and it will work just the same for other browsers.

DM to You

Blessed to know you

Twice blessed to be with you

Thrice blessed you know God

Forever blessed I call you my own

Never take you for granted

Lead beside you

Fall behind with you

Hold each other limping

                                   Promise to uphold you

                              Cherish you

                                  Respect you

                              Enjoy you

                              Happy Day

Uit Amsterdam, Met Liefde

It's five past eleven here in Amsterdam. Just finished braiding my hair in order to look fly tomorrow for a concert i will be attending later on in the day and just before my good intention of writing a blog post doesn't materialise as has been happening, I decided to let you (my great and patient readers) know my whereabouts.

I am in Amsterdam (first line of post) :), in Damrak to be precise and have been here for almost ten days now. Will be home in GH in a short while (thank God; can't stand the smoke here; (reminder: post about this)). I have been neglecting many things in my life lately; God, scholarship application, my exercise routine (only because I am here), family, this blog. hmmmm
So, just before I drink my warm lemon juice, brush my teeth and skype the bf, this is for you blogsville. I have not forgotten you.

Silent Heart Prayer

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every moment of everyday

i thank God for you;

each time i think of you
whispered prayers soar;

you are the answer to the silent prayer of my soul

the manifestation of the writings in my heart;
the poetry not yet unfurled

you are the answer to silent prayer that speaks louder that uttered words