Monday, September 29, 2014

The Outsider Effect!

When I do something wrong and I'm scolded at home, yeah, I feel bad, but I feel so much worse when the issue is reported to an outsider (someone outside my family). That has always been the case with me.

I currently work in a university, and this morning a former employee (now a retiree) who had pushed for his son to gain admission into the university came in with a challenge. The son had forged his examination results in order to gain entry. We found out through our verification process and informed him. He couldn't believe it but had a sit down with the son together with other family members, and the truth came out. The man is devastated, but is more concerned about what employees in his former organisation will think of him.

The challenge this man came to my office with this morning was causing him greater anxiety than the thought of how he'd be viewed at his former organisation. He was worried that his son's name plus crime (oh yeah, what he did is a crime) would be published in the newspapers and as he put it, "the whole world would get to know". Yep, the outsider effect had him all hot and bothered.

Since March 2014 I've been up in here going on about some shooting by a police officer in a bank.
This is what happened. A gentleman drove to a bank, parked his car, entered the bank and transacted business. He stepped out, was headed to his car when something on sale caught his attention, he went to take a look when the police officer on duty on the premises of the bank approached him and ordered him to remove his car from the bank's parking lot, since he had transacted no business in the bank (which was false). The gentleman goes back into the bank to find out why the police officer was given that wrong information, when the officer followed him into the bank, tried pushing him out, when that didn't work, he cocked his AK47, aimed at the gentleman and started shooting. Three persons in the bank including the gentleman sustained gunshot injuries.

It's been over 7 months since this happened. The gentleman has sued, the officer is still a free man and nothing has been done.

Does the outsider effect really exist (or is it all just in my head)? Let's find out together.
Join me (Ghanaians and non-Ghanaians alike) as I stand up and speak for justice in this case. Please share with the hashtag #ISpeakForJustice and like the Facebook page www.facebook.com/ispeakforjustice

"There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest".

#ISpeakForJustice

Thursday, September 25, 2014

#ISpeakForJustice

What is the campaign about?
The campaign seeks to create awareness about an incident that happened on March 8, 2014 at a bank in Ghana where a police officer shot and wounded 3 persons inside the banking hall just because one of the victims ticked him off and he had a weapon he could use.

7 months down the line and justice has still not been served in this case. Meanwhile 2 of the victims walk around with bullet fragments in their legs, which doctors fear to remove since one wrong move could cause irreparable damage.

http://www.spyghana.com/police-sporadic-shooting-cal-bank-true-story/

Please join me as #ISpeakForJustice
This should never happen in any civilized society.
Hopefully, people with some clout pick this up and justice is served sooner rather than later.

"There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest".
I am protesting and have been doing so for the last 28 weeks. I can't make much of a difference on my own. Please share on all your social networks with the hashtag #ISpeakForJustice and let's be heard, thank you.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Unforgiven

Roverman Productions in partnership with Joy FM and National Theatre presents: "Unforgiven".



A play written and directed by Uncle Ebo Whyte.

Venue: National Theatre
Date: 30th, 31st August, 6th and 7th September, 2014
Time: 1st show 4pm, 2nd show 8pm
Rate: GH¢50.00

For its 6th Anniversary, Roverman Productions turns the searchlight on itself and gives us a play titled, "Unforgiven", which is based on what happens inside a live theatre company from auditions to productions.

Meet Wofa Charles who bears an uncanny resemblance to Uncle Ebo Whyte, a man who inspires and pushes people beyond their comfort zone.
Meet Yaa, a woman in an abusive marriage who wants to become a star.
Meet OC, a musician who is close to Wofa Charles but does not live his values.
Meet Sweetie who is willing to do anything for her dreams.
What happens when on the day of production the secret Yaa has been keeping for 16 years comes haunting her and threatens the production?
"Unforgiven", like all other Roverman Productions has a profound story line, which while inspiring is witty and funny at the same time.

Tickets are available at Shell Shops at Airport, Community 11, Achimota & Sakaman; Joy FM; Baatsona Total; Frankies, Osu and Jane-Anne Supermarket.
To recharge old tickets, log onto www.rovermanproductions.com

For recharge and ticket enquiries: Airtel short code 466 or call 026 109 4100.

Alternatively, tickets can be paid for via Airtel Money at a 10% discount.
1. Dial *500#
2. Select Make Payment
3. Select Other
4. Type ROVERMAN
5. Enter Amount
6. Enter your name as Reference Number (e.g. Efua Dentaa)
7. Confirm payment details with your Airtel Money PIN
8. Present the confirmation text that will be sent to you at the gate for entry
*A charge of GH¢0.50 applies.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Life

Out of no where (honestly) this song just popped into my head.

"Life in this world is a great struggle,
for both the young and old.
And even those who have great riches,
have troubles of their own.
Rich men envy poor men,
poor men envy the rich,
therefore what is the sense in envying your neighbour."

It was a marching song in primary school.
Back then it was just that, a marching song (we'd sing it and march to our classrooms after assembly).
Singing it now, the lyrics seem all the more real and make so much sense.

What can I say, "c'est la vie" (just about the only French I know, well plus "je m'appelle Dentaa").

Friday, August 08, 2014

20 Additional Quirky Quotes!

I quit the game (more like I lost too many lives), but decided to play again and again and again till I completed (what can I say, I'm determined like that and perseverance generates success).
My determination to complete the game had me coming across additional quotes, which I've put together here.

1. Never mess an apology with an excuse.
2. Sometimes thought and planning are the way to go (especially early on).
3. Sometimes speed is the way to win (especially later on).
4. A shortcut is the longest path between two points.
5. The only substitute for good manners is fast reflexes.
6.You can only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
7. For every action there is an equal and opposite criticism.
8. Honesty is the best policy, but insanity is a better defence.
9. If at first you don't succeed, give up, no use looking like a fool.
10. Genetics explain why you look like your father and if you don't, why you should.
11. A closed mouth gathers no foot.
12. Some days you are the bug, some days you are the windshield.
13. When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
14. Everything takes longer than you think it will.
15. Never test the depth of water with both feet.
16. Never try to teach a pig to sing. It wastes your time and it bothers the pig.
17. If you look like your passport photo you're not well enough to travel.
18. No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes.
19. How long a minute is depends on which side of the bathroom door you're on.
20.Politicians and diapers should both be changed regularly, and for the same reason.

Still hilarious, still not sure if I'm learning anything worthwhile though, or if I'm just trying to teach a pig to sing.

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

Don't Change!

In response to the behaviour of others, changing you might seem a good idea, but is it really?

Let's say you are a very giving person, and you do so cheerfully. Everyone likes a cheerful giver, but there are those who will just take advantage and use you always and only to their benefit. Should you change?
Let's say you love to smile. You smile all the time. Even when you sad, you find the silver lining in whatever situation you going through and still smile. You find out that not everyone that smiles back at you actually means it. They smile to your face, turn around and behind you say nasty stuff about you or worse yet do nasty stuff to you. Should you change?

Yesterday, I went to use an ATM. There were 2 ATM's in front of the bank, one was being used by a customer so I went to the next. The customer finished and left while I took my time to complete my transaction. I was about to do something (I guess it could be called weird) so I turned around first. There was this lady standing not too far behind me, but I figured she must be waiting for someone inside the bank. She couldn't possibly be wanting to use the ATM because the other machine was not in use. I took a second, thought about it, and went on ahead to do what I wanted to do.
I will not put money in my purse until all the notes are well arranged. The notes have to all face the same direction with whatever inscription or picture on them facing the same direction. In order not to inconvenience others (and to avoid stares), I take the money from the ATM, walk away, and then I do my arrangement before the money goes in my purse.
When I was done with my arrangement, I carefully put the money in my purse (I don't like crumpled notes in my purse either) and backed away from the ATM. Then the lady behind me moves towards the machine. Of course I feel bad, so I say, "so sorry, didn't realise you wanted to use the ATM. So sorry about that". The lady walks on by with an angry look on her face and doesn't acknowledge that another human just spoke to her. I'm about to walk out of the area, but I feel like turning around and asking her why she didn't just use the other machine. I decided against it. No point in being confrontational. I did after all inconvenience her (more like she inconvenienced herself) and for a second I wondered why I even bothered apologising to this lady. For one thing she didn't want my apology and I thought she standing there waiting for me to finish was just plain silly. There was a very not-in-use ATM right next to me, with the very same buttons and functions as the one I was using.

Should the same situation happen again today would I do the same thing I did yesterday? Yes (minus me doing the arrangement of the money in the presence of another).
When I offend someone, I say sorry, when I inconvenience someone, I say sorry. Whether they want it or not, whether they choose to acknowledge it or not, that is just me.

My money arranging is restricted to notes, no coins (they'll get themselves disarranged anyway if I bother).

Monday, July 21, 2014

I Choose Life!

Last week I was indulging in computer games with seemingly questionable lessons to be learnt. Over the weekend, I decided to indulge in some television shows. One of them, "1,000 ways to die".

Depending on what I have to do, I watch this show every now and then. Waste of time?
I chanced upon re-runs showing over the weekend. The title really does speak for itself and some of the death scenes albeit based on real life events, are actually hilarious (probably the narration brings out the humour in them).

This morning, on my way to work, my mind was wandering, and decided (on its own) to settle on the different ways I could have died since I woke up (or before I woke up). Come to think of it, what stopped a swarm of ants marching right up my nose and blocking my airway while I slept or marching down my throat and chewing some vital organs? Where did I even get the whole ant thing from? Well, my mum did tell me of how when my older brother was a baby, he'd fallen ill and was on admission at a hospital. One night, my aunt who's a paediatrician walked in to check up on him, only to find him all covered with ants. Turns out some cough syrup he'd been given earlier had spilled on him. Fortunately, no harm done, he was cleaned up and is very ok as at now (at least he was ok enough to have an argument with me over the weekend).

It really is by God's grace that I or anyone reading this has life!
Given a choice, I choose life! Amen!

But come to think of it, there really are over a billion ways to die every single day. That none of us succumb to any one of these ways is a miracle we should be grateful for.