Back in 2012, when I was admitted to the University of Cape Coast, I was one of the pleased people on earth (I’m even happier now). I was offered the then Bachelor of Commerce programme which I was to pursue for a period of 4 years. On that Saturday afternoon, when I reported to the Porter’s lodge of the Great Atlantic Hall (ATL), all I thought about was if I was really going to make good friends that understood me just like I had Obed and my mates in the E2 class at Senior High School.

Well, I was given room 510, with my School prefect from Senior High School, Benjamin Agrah and new roommate, Smith. For the first week in room 510, I was mostly glued to my Dell Latitude D540 or my Nokia XpressMusic. I went to lectures, spoke to a few, didn’t have any friends, apart from my roommates. I had a few fights at the Old Site Shuttle Station though.

I still do not recollect how I met Bright and Sammy, and I can therefore not give a clear account of how the friendship started. What I do remember however is that we offered the same courses in Level 100 and we had to study together a few times. We also discussed babble from different sources. Don’t ask me if we conversed about the ladies on campus. I don’t think I evoke any of such memories.

Myself and Bright were B.com students, Sammy was a BMS student. I was in ATL room 510, Bright and Sammy were in ATL room 509.

Startlingly, as close as we were, we never stayed together in the same hostel. We had a lot of adventures together. I remember when ATL celebrated our hall week. Some soloku and things. I also reminisce so gaudily when we had to study one night in Level 300 before a Management Information Systems exams. We had to stay all night in the University’s main library and when we realised the “all night” study technique was not really our thing, we had to resort to sleeping in turns at the main Library. 3 Fools indeed!

Well, we graduate from the University of Cape Coast on the 23rd of September. There will for sure be a reunion of the 3 fools, but also an Avenue to talk about our lives, going into the future (if we ever do find the time to chat on that day).

Bright and Sammy, thank you for all the time and friendship inside and outside the University of Cape Coast for the past 4 years. It’s been great meeting you guys! I love the rapport.

I woke up this morning in Accra, but I’ll be spending the night at Yenkukwaa. Yenkukwaa is a very small town in the Asikuma Odoben Brakwa District of the Central Region of Ghana. What brings me here? Is the Mandatory National Service. If you are a Ghanaian, you probably already know about National Service.

So I am going to spend the next year here in Yenkukwaa as a pupils teacher. The school is the Yenkukwaa Presby Basic School, which I would talk about in subsequent posts. Anyway, I met the headmaster, Mr. Odoom Richard who has been very helpful so far. I have my accommodation secured and will hopefully be sleeping soundly tonight. 

I got here around 4pm and I have already taken a long walk through some Cocoa farms to the next town. I forgot the name already, but there was a football match between Christians and Muslims to commemorate the Eid and it ended in a 1 – 1 draw.

Tomorrow, I get to go to school and then get to be assigned to a class. It’s a new day here and the only familiar thing is the Playlist on my phone.

I’m intrigued by the new experience and pray it goes well. And oh, the people of Yenkukwaa, just like almost anywhere in Ghana are hospitable and friendly.

What would you want to know about Yenkukwaa? Any words for me? Let me here them in the comment. I had to climb a one inch stone to get network access to post this though.

Hello love,

It’s been a while since we spoke. I mean, uni hid your last seen on whatsapp and I don’t even know what’s up. I tried to come down and visit you, but your mum shut me down at the gate. I know I really did a lot of good things for my relationship with you. I offered all the apologies, cracked all the jokes and did all the laughing by myself.

You told me you love me, at least three times in the last six months. That first time when you needed your laptop’s Antivirus updated, on the eve of your birthday and when you needed that loan from my younger brother. Well, I believe you love me, but only when you need me. You know I love you too right? Yeah, I do until this letter comes to an end.

I met your friend, Maria, last weekend at the bar. She asked if I was working now. Well, her question amazed me because I have always been working for as long as I have known her. She laughed off when I told her I still work as the clerk at the VIP bus station. I guess that’s no work then.

Will I ever be good enough? Will I ever deserve the love you should give me? Maybe I’m just good enough when you are in need. When I met you, you looked beautiful. In fact, you still look beautiful, except you are not beautiful. Will I ever be good enough? Maybe not for you, and it won’t be necessary anymore because this letter has ended.

From your “ex Lover only when needed partner”.