This is something I don’t really like to talk about. I don’t like to talk about it because I am reaching and hoping and grieving for the loss of a reality that…
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poverty
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Unlearning privilege. I write these words sideways on a piece of paper and draw a box around this phrase that strikes a chord within my heart. Around the room is a group…
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Cape Coast is not making a good first impression. My nose is wrinkled and I’m trying to pick my way through the rubbish filled sand without looking too closely at what I’m…
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I feel a tap on my shoulder and instinctively raise my arm in protest with a shake of my hand. Out of the corner of my eye I can see one of…
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I am on a bus going from someplace to somewhere else. I`m hot and anxious to pass the time and arrive at my destination. As I settle in I look across the…