Kiki Sinare

In the West African nation of Ghana, every 1st day of July is Republic Day, a day set aside to commemorate the establishment of Ghana as an independent republic in 1960. Before European colonizers even had arrived in what is now Ghana, the region was home to the famed Ashanti Empire, which was rich in such coveted luxury items as gold and ivory. Although the Portuguese were the first to discover the empire in the late 1400’s and several colonial powers fought for control, the British finally prevailed in the late 19th Century. Following World War II, the British Empire was greatly weakened and could not hold onto its colonies as earlier. Ghana sensed the opportunity, and demonstrations for independence began. In 1952, independence leader Kwame Nkrumah was elected, and the British finally negotiated and conceded to giving Ghana independence on 1 July, 1957. Ghana was the first African colonial nation to become an independent republic. And although its subseque

MOST , we tend  to forget all about our fathers  and it's  always mothers. We seem to forget that if not all there are some good fathers still around. It's time we celebrate fatherhood to express love, appreciation, affection and honor to our fathers, Uncles,  fathers-in-law and great grandfathers for their hardwork and contributions to the  family and society as a whole. Father’s day is celebrated every third Sunday in the month of June. Being a father is not defined by one moment, it is a tireless commitment to the small things that happens every day and the constant response to every call. Every Father is like an idol to me, this is because of the ounce of blood, tears and sweat you shed on us to shape our lives, I want to say a Happy Father’s day.

A disaster is a sudden accident or natural catastrophe that causes great damage and loss of life.This piece seeks to give a recap of what transpired three years ago. It started with normal rains on a cool night to nourish crops and fill reservoirs but it turned out to be a violent rain of anguish, death, and fire. 3rd June  2015 will forever remain indelible in the minds of many, a blot on the city and of great depression to a nation. Over 150 life's men ,women and children were snuffed in the most horrifying circumstances when the rain turned into a storm, the storm into floods; the floods gave way to fire and the left behind charred bodies, burnt properties in an unplanned city. Three years on and I want to take you down to the chilling memory lane of how the day's dream turned into a worst nightmare for hundreds of residents in and around circle, adabraka and all in Accra. On an ending note,the  nation mourned its lost souls on June