Shower Thoughts

“You’re going to get kidnapped one of these days” a statement my friend always tells me because of how willing I am to talk to strangers. I blame it on COVID right now because I am so excited when someone approaches me to talk to me. However, this over friendly nature I have probably stems from being trapped in a boarding school during my high school years and then breaking free and moving straight to college on another continent.  What I am about to tell you probably sounds fake but like most stories about my life it’s as real as you can get. I had a stalker my freshmen year. Let’s call him creep, I met creep in one of the student unions in my school. He approached me and said he wanted to ask me a couple questions. He was older so I thought it would be research questions. I go to his table after collecting my food from the den. He asked basic questions then moved on to tell me he moved from Tanzania and how its been hard for him to make friends. Coming from Ghana, I could relate ...

I’ve spent a lot of time pondering over the word beginning and how I have been faced with several new beginnings over the past 2 years and decided I would share a bit about them. The first beginning was probably the saddest beginning. Packing my whole life in 3 suitcases but leaving the most important treasure behind my family. The move to university was bittersweet the start of my independence and the start of watching my family and loved ones grow from a different part of the world – without ME. I guess my family could also say I was growing without them but at least they had each other. Oh, I forgot to mention where I moved from; I moved from Ghana to America. Ghana is a country in the western part of Africa, which would now help you understand the second beginning.  The second beginning took a lot of adjustment. Culture shock sums it up. Till date it is the something I am still struggling with. From food to accents and a whole lot of other things. I was stunned at the amount of...