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The light of Tradition

 INDEX NUMBER : BACS27248 BATATIA MARY WEWUNI What is beauty? Beauty, some say, is the character of an individual, whilst others say it is the outer appearance of a person. The outer appearance, they say, adds more of the person's dressing. Another question is, what makes tradition, tradition? Tradition includes dressing .A lady adorned with a traditional kaba and slit, made of different colours of fabrics. She wore a weina around her neck, which shone her beauty. At the sight of this, I believe beauty actually is the outer appearance of a person. And I was amongst who hated the kaba and slit,because I thought it was a dress code for the old. My hate extended to African print fabrics, because I saw my grandfathers wearing them to the farm. I thought African print was old-fashioned. Little did I know it was the actual fashion. I fell in love with African print fabrics, and even kaba and sleeves, the day I saw this beautiful girl dressed traditionally. Quickly, I went to ask for so...

DREAM IT

 NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  Nothing is for free. Money is great, it's a blessing but dreams are priceless.  Nothing beats a man's dream who is determined and dedicated to accomplish what he has set ahead of him. Seeing dreams been fulfilled greatly, means the road has been rough and distractive. It's good to dream and have it accomplished by action 

AFRICAN PRIDE

 NAME:JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  Woking up every single morning and seeing the wonderful creatures around. Breathing in and breathing out shows how joyous it's to be alive to enjoy the culture ( food, festival, music, dancing) of your country. There's no any best feeling to be an african because we love our culture and we proud of it. Seeing countries neatly dressed in their customary wear, looking sharp in their appearance truly shows the value, qualities and culture of African.

THE SECRET OF BLACK

NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063   OOPS!!! Never seen a black as dynamic as this one. Black is beautiful, no wonder it identify ethnicity and colour of a person. Black can be a mystery and also signify elegance. The demerit of black, it's not a good master because it buries the joy of many souls and it is the reason God commanded the light to reign highly over darkness. Black gives signal about an occasion whether past or present and it is used in art works and fashion 

CORRUPTION

NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  We live in a nation where stealing, speaking ill and lying have become a lifestyle and we have forgotten the harm it will be bring to us as individual. The truth and the fact has been neglected and lies has come to live with us, killing and destroying the wealth of our peaceful nation. It is comical how leaders who claims to be visionaries, see problems and pass by and still boast they have done something to the development of the nation. The minds of people can't be predicted and so its professional to live in honesty and integrity as citizens.

THE REIGNING KING

NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  My fellow animals ask me who I am and i say i am the king of this noble kingdom. In the kingdom of animals, I am the reigning king and I depend on my fellowers meat for survival. Lion is my name and I show no mercy to anyone in this kingdom. No animal in this kingdom is born to be greater than me and I reign forever and ever.

DREAM

NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  I was at drunk one night in the pub. Seeing clearly became a problem for me and there was no one to help me out, gradually I worked my way out to the house. At my arrival I saw two monsters in front of my house, I spoke to them and they replied me and finally left them and entered into my room. I woke up only to realise it was a dream.

BEADS

NAME: JULIUS ALORMENE  INDEX NUMBER: BACS27063  Beads are nice and there are various types. Seeing beads used for decoration during events or an occasion  are very special and unique or even during Ghana month signifies the true nature and culture of Ghana. 

AFRICAN WOMAN

In the heart of Africa, she stands tall, A beacon of grace, strength in her call. With skin kissed by the sun's warm embrace, Her spirit shines bright, no challenge she can't face. Her eyes tell stories of a thousand lands, Of ancient wisdom, and nurturing hands. Her voice, a melody, rich and profound, In her, the soul of a continent is found. Through trials and triumphs, she walks with pride, Her beauty and power, a force worldwide. In every stride, she carries the legacy, Of queens and warriors, of love and tenacity. African woman, bold and free, A testament to all that we can be. With every breath, she shapes the future anew, An embodiment of strength, both timeless and true. ASHLEY MIRIAM-BACS27080 

A paragraph on Black by Asiedua Mavis

 Black is special, Yes Black is special. BLACK matches all colours.God Almighty choose two colours to create human, Dark and fair. I love black because, black is African and Black is beautiful 

A paragraph About African Woman By Asiedua Mavis

 She is indeed beautiful, Beauty is her name Real African woman Adorn in An African print and a black skirt with colourful scalf popularly know in the Ghanaian society as "DUKU" and beads which are crafted with care. These beads are loved across the land because they tell of our Ghanaian  Culture.   Can I also do same? Can I be like her?Oh yes!! I am beautiful  just like her,Am an African Ghanaian  to be precise and am proud of my culture. It can be a bit challenging  but with the love I have for my Culture. I can Conquer it because  love Conquers it all.

Beads day By Asiedua Mavis

 In Ghana,beads are worn for special days when clothes adorn. Bright and colourful they shine Telling  stories,old and fine. With kente cloth,they match so well, In festivals,their takes they tell. Crafted with care,by skilled hands,these beads are loved across the land. Work for dances, rits, and pride.In every beads,traditions guide. Simple,yet they hold such grace, Ghana's heritage,in every  place.

A BLACKEI DARKIE DAY

 Today most students are in black, some are wearing black with a colourful top others did all black. Than I said to myself black is a beautiful colour and it's matches with every colour. Therefore why do africans think black stand for sorrow is it bacause it's dark? But I believe black is a beautiful thing everyone should love. Agboglo Doris Akpe (BACS 27099)

A Poem: LIFE

 INDEX NUMBER: BACS 27043 GYAMFUAA ABENAA RUTH  Life comes with many struggles, Yet many rise up daily , To struggle for their daily earnings , Through the bustle and rattle, Yet people rise up through the struggles to survive .

A Poem About Black.

 INDEX NUMBER: BACS 27043-GYAMFUAA ABENAA RUTH  In the world of colors, black holds its sway, A timeless hue, both night and day. In the dark of night, black as coal, In shadows deep, its mysteries play, In elegance and strength, it finds its way. A color so deep, with stories untold.

A Poem About Traditional Dressing.

 INDEX NUMBER:BACS 27043-GYAMFUAA ABENAA RUTH  An African woman endowed with beauty, showing all her African features. Dress in a beautiful African print kana and black skirt, with a black head scarf and a touch of yellow designs. Adorned in a beautiful traditional beads representing the African culture so high..

A Poem About Flooding In Ghana

 INDEX NUMBER:BACS 27043-GYAMFUAA ABENAA RUTH  When the rain pours down from the sky, And rivers swell,ooh so high, The waters rush and overflow, Causing floods that decrease and flow. Homes and streets become sea, Filled with water,wild and free, But in the midst of this waterly plight, Communities come together, shinning bright.

A poem about Corruption in Ghana by Arthur Beatrice. Index number:BACS27005

The rise of corruption , a cancer that spreads Leaving our people with heavy hearts and heads From the highest office to the lowest rank Corruption has seeped in, creating a dark and dank At every turn, there’s a bribe to be paid Leaving justice and fairness to slowly fade.

My Mother

 My mother, who sat and wash my enfant head, when sleeping on my cuddle bed and tears of sweet affection shared, My mother. When pains and sickness makes me cry,who gaze upon my heavy eyes and wept for fear that I should die? My mother. Who taught my enfant lips to pray and love God holy book all day and walk in wisdom pleasant way, My mother  By Tsetse Francisca  Index Number:BACS27020

Half Naked by Hussain Husainatu(BACS27177)

 OH yes !!! Dressed half Naked  I screamed out loud But no one seemed to care  Exposing chest, breast, Navel and Thigh Catching eyes of innocent married men Their wives there not talk Tolerate Tolerate Tolerate is the word And finally destroying souls

Beady day by Hussain Husainatu (BACS27177)

 Her outfit was a tapestry of color and texture.But it was the bead that truly captured the eye strands of beads cascade down her neck, each one a tiny world of it. They whispered stories of distant lands and ancient traditions, each bead is a silent storyteller with the tale to tell.  Her fingers danced over the beads, feeling the smooth coolness of glass, the weight of metal and the warmth of wood. Each bead held a memory. A moment frozen in time, waiting to be shared with those who dared to look closely.

MONEY

 ABUGRI SALIFU RAHMAN BACS27025                       MONEY   Money is not everything but everything          needs money.   Money is not the root of all evil but rather greed is.  Money does not make people arrogant but rather their background does.   Money does not change people but rather it unveals their true self. ABUGRI SALIFU RAHMAN.                                BACS27025

POEM

 HUNGER  IN GHANA  In Ghana,where the sun shines bright  And the people's hearts are pure There lies a desperate plight of hunger, hard to endure  Children with empty billies cry As mothers search in vain  For food to feed them,wonder why their suffering remains. But amidst the hardship and despair  There is hope that still prevails  With aid and support,we can repair  The hunger that assaults Saving our brothers and sisters is saving our own life 

A PARAGRAPH

 BACS27317  Look who we have here, a very beautiful lady cloth in colours of cultures, threads of tradition, beads of beauty, stories inside. That are adorned with meaning beyond compare.

The destruction of the landscape with bribery and corr

 Name: Apedo Jessica  Index number:BACS27423  Winks and nods, a dance of the bold, Palms get greased, pockets get filled. Favors exchanged, deals come undone, Integrity's price, a game of fun. Ghana's landscape, a web of deceit, Where power and money make the beat. But let's not frown, let's have a laugh,  Corruption's game, a merry gaffe.

A worrying situation in Ghanaian society:

 Name: Leticia Atswei Mensah  Index No: BACS27261   The hustle and bustle of Accra's streets, A worrying sight, that greets our feet. The scramble for survival, the daily strife, A never-ending struggle, for a better life. The youth with dreams, but no chance to thrive, A future uncertain, with no place to arrive. The elders with wisdom, but no voice to share, A generation silenced, with no one to care. The cedi falls, and prices rise high, A worrying sign, that reaches the sky. The politics and corruption, a never-ending fight, A nation's progress, hindered by the night. But still we hope, and still we pray, For a better tomorrow, a brighter day. For a Ghana where all can thrive and grow, Where worries fade, and peace and prosperity glow. This poem touches on some of the worrying situations in Ghanaian society, including the struggle for survival, the challenges faced by the youth, the silence of the elderly, economic struggles, political corruption, and the hope for a b...

The Symbolic beauty of beads

Name:Amponsah Gifty Index number:BACS27027                 My mother likes to wear beads every day, so one day i approached her and asked why she always wears them. She answered, 'My daughter, beads symbolize my African heritage.

Embracing Ghanaian Heritage

Name:Amponsah Gifty Index Number:BACS27027          I wasn't interested in wearing African attire until I saw a certain lady dressed in a stunning African outfit, adorned with beads and a scarf. Her attire truly showcased Ghanaian culture and made her a complete representation of African beauty.          Seeing her dressed traditionally touched me deeply and made me appreciate the significance of embracing our African heritage. Since then, I have made it a plan to always dress in African styles, as they are not only beautiful and attractive, but also a way to proudly represent my Ghanaian identity and the rich culture and heritage of our beloved Mother Ghana.

Poem

Name:Amponsah Gifty Index number:BACS27027 "Oh Ghana,Ghana my dear motherland!". A land abundant with minerals,a land of richness,yet we face challenges severe. Seeking aid from afar,leaving us in a financial scar. "Oh Ghana,My country Ghana!".

A Paragraph

Name:Amponsah Gifty Index Number:BACS27027             My friends came over one saturday and they were all wearing black.i asked them why they were all dressed in black,and they said that,Black looks beautiful on africans and that it doesn't make it obvious if your clothes are dirty.

RESTORE OUR PEACE

 Name: Sackey Natasha  Index No: BACS27427  RESTORE OUR PEACE   Where is the peace we all know? How did the peaceful land get so chaotic? Did we suddenly forget, How we loved one another  Who thought killing would become the norm today  Shooting, shooting, shooting  Is now the first and last thing we hear Today, the killing of Major Mahama Tomorrow, the killing of policemen  What is Ghana gradually turning into? Ama Ghana!!!! Please restore our peace and harmony  This we crave each and every day

A paragraph

 Name: Natasha Sackey  Index number: BACS27427       I asked my sister, why the color black?. Is it that you love black outfits, or you don’t like to wash? This question spiked my sister so bad that she snapped at me with an angry look saying  “hey don’t ask me silly questions”.

Poem

 Index number- BACS27427  Name: Natasha Sackey  Love can sometimes be death Wish I had wings  Fluttering, for dear life  What a black lover Give way for life.