I de-boarded the plane and collected my baggage from the arrival’s hall at Kotoko Airport Ghana. We made our way out of the terminal onto the sand-dust- streets. The West African sun greeted us with warmth and splendour. I’ve never seen so many black faces standing in a crowd ready to provide their services for a small fee.
‘Please sir, can I carry your bags?’ said a slim barefooted Ghanaian boy.
‘AKWAABA, Welcome to Ghana, do you need a cab?’ asked a man showing me his taxi association badge.
‘Hey do you want a refreshing drink?’ said a girl carrying a water basin on her head.
‘Mr, do you want to buy some of these tasty bananas?’ asked a street fruit vender.
‘White man, do you want to purchase my beads?’ asked a Somalian trader.
Each black person I saw represented a native tribe. Ashanti, Gaun, Ewe, Ga-Adangbe these are the peoples of Ghana.
‘BROTHER KEVIN HOW ARE YOU?’ shouted my host Rev Paul Frimpong Manso.
He pressed through the busy terminal advancing like a warrior chief embracing me and greeting me and my team into his African world.
And what an amazing world on which I had stumbled. I discovered the taste of foofoo, and a long bumpy chaotic potholed road from Accra to Kumasi . I discovered Ashanti Kotoko football team, (Porcupine Warriors) and several wonderful schools with dedicated teachers and enthusiastic children. I was invited daily to speak on Spirit FM Christian radio. Also journeyed to Cape Coast Castle and witnessed the dreadful scenes of slavery exports. I preached to 3,000 people at a Bible graduation day. I discovered lots of villages, beautiful sceneries and towns who’s names I can’t recall. Last of all but not least I discovered verses of Akan proverbs which I now share each day with my readers.
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