- hello David Asiedu
- Username: nana_yaw
- In response to: "What's the one thing you're never gonna give up?" I'm never going to give up writing. It is the clearest form of self-expression I know and have.
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- Weekday Hour # 1
The hour after work (6 to 7 pm, as the day kisses the night) is definitely my most enjoyable weekday hour.
The air con is off; team mates have faded away; work files banked in paper and mind folders; and still too early to tussle with the traffic.
I hook up with my friends online, catch up on news of this sinful world, tweet and blog: a little spot of heaven.
What's yours? The most enjoyable hour of your typical weekday?
- 10 Things to do Before 2012
Now that 2011 is more than half-way through, I desperately want to to the following 10 things before 2012:
1 - Start that mortgage
2 - Tell that group of people what I really think about them
3 - Be sure about the difference between 'love' and 'happiness'
4 - Be sure about staying the career track or 'moving my cheese'
5 - Doing that music album I've always dreamed of with my best friends
6 - Have that heart-to-heart with my father
7 - Douse the fire in my temper
8 - Stoke the fire in my belly
9 - Get a medical checkup
10 - Get on radio or TV somehow.
What makes your list?
- 3 Events That Have Shaped My Life
When I was only 4 or so, I fell out of an upstairs window but didn't hit the ground below. The telephone wire entangled my foot, flexed and bounded me back in. I was slightly concussed.
When I was about 14, my father compelled my twin and I to kill a sheep for Christmas. I learned the value of life (any kind) then, and have not taken anything that lives and moves for granted since then.
When I was 17, pretty Chantal fro Cote D'Ivoire broke my heart. She was 18. I'm not sure if I really ever recovered from it. I started writing poetry as a means of dealing with it. I've not stopped writing since then.
Can you think of any 3 of your own?
- The Oldest Thing I Own
The oldest thing I own is an old book that belonged to my Grandfather. It is about 50 years old. It is a book on jurisprudence - the philosophy of law - and he wanted to be a lawyer. Unfortunately, he did not go far enough in formal education to be a lawyer, even though he made it to magistrate (career magistrate). I loved him to bits. He called me "Senior Brother", and died before I discovered I wanted to study law. Maybe I did it for him. He died sitting up in a hospital queue. He was 84 and very ill, but nobody would let him jump the queue.
I have never read that book - I never may. It holds much more than just the complex writing in there: life, love, sentiments, a deep bond.
What is yours? What is the oldest thing you own? What's the history behind?
- Who Would You Wait in a Line For? Or What?
The longest I've lingered in a line has to be between freshman registration day at the University of Ghana and waiting to cast my ballot in the 1996 Presidential Election. It must have been 6 hours apiece.
But, God, I really hate to be held up in any kind of queue for anything. Come to think of it, I wait in 'line' all the time as a lawyer waiting for my case to be called in court. Shucks. Need to change jobs.
What 3 things would I gladly wait in long lines for?
1) Maybe Lil Girl after she's been away for a while.
2) Maybe Obama (or Nelson Mandela), if he will actually exchange a sentence with me.
3) Can't think of anything else.
What about you?