THAT book

Ghanaian houses

Okay the first thing you should know is that there is always that thing that every Ghanaian has... the container. The container is never filled with what it says on it, it'll say butter but its filled with shito or some mysterious thing you can't decipher.

Then there is the Maggi cube and the cans of tomato paste in your pantry. There is never a day when I don't see my mom put the maggi cube in something, she even adds it to chicken Alfredo. Every time I go to the store my mom always buy tomato paste even though there is like 17 cans in the pantry, maybe she low-key bathes in it, I don't know.

Ghanaian parents are always talking about their 'back in the village' days."When I was a small girl like you I'll get up every morning and fetch water and put it on my head and it took 2 hours, heh, 2 HOURS!" While they explain their life story I'm sitting there like -_- , this information will be useful how?

Those phrases they say, don't get me started.

You can never go anywhere. When I ask my parent to go to my friends birthday party when I was In elementary school they'll say we have church or they don't trust "these america people" and I'm Just like :). They still do that sometimes, and if I'm lucky they say "I will think about it." But most of the time it goes like this:

1 day later

Me: "Did you think about the party yet?"

Dad: "Heh! I said I'll think about it, but if you keep on bothering me you won't go."

Me: "Okay sorry."

4 days later, day of party

Me: "So, have you made your decision about the party?"

Dad: "What animal is called party? You didn't tell me about any party."

Me: "Yes I did, I told you on Monday."

Dad: "Well you didn't remind me, you're not going."

Me: "B-But you said I shouldn't bother you about it."

Dad: "HEY, shurap (shut up) you should be worried about school and church no party, stay home and study."

Me: "But I wanted to go, she's my friend."

Dad: "KWASIA!!! You don't have any friends, your only friends are me, your mom, your sisters, your cousin, and aunties and uncles."

Me: "No, you-"

Dad: "Hey, go Study...Lazy cocoon."