Ghana: Failing the next generation to satisfy the previous one…
It is a cool Saturday evening in my home town. Finding a way to escape the incessant noise blazing from
It is a cool Saturday evening in my home town. Finding a way to escape the incessant noise blazing from
In the late 1950s, St Thomas Aquinas, a Catholic High School in Accra, had a headmaster by name Rev Father Maurice
“And they said, go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven;
It is the dream of every young person to live a life of absolute fulfillment with a decent job, successful
At midnight on a recent Sunday, my Australian-based friend Harriet called me and asked of reading list for 2020. The
It is not always I get this fortunate. I spent the last two weekends reading the breath-taking memoirs of William
A friend sent me a damning text after her wedding, calling me ‘anti-social’; my crime was my refusal to attend
I usually spend days and sometimes months before deciding on a blog post. It seems to be the only bad
…Indeed, it got me wondering if my Marxist Nkrumaist leaning teachers indoctrinated me. Some of my most favourite teachers in both secondary school and university where people who espoused views that I considered outrageous but I would never say they indoctrinated me. Some of them were among the most brilliant teachers I ever encountered.
I believe universities at the core of their missions should remain as bastions of free thinking and the window through with a society draws inspiration for the development of its civilization. What then happens when the students our universities are churning out are just a bunch of narrow-minded educated folks who don’t believe in the contest of ideas?