Nana Ama
" Omg this teacher is so boring" I muttered to myself as I dozed off and escaped from this boring visual arts lesson. I was awoken by the closing bell. Hallelujah I finally get to walk out of this living hell which is school.
I was welcomed home by the sweet smelling aroma of grandmother's jollof rice. Eii this woman eh she never fails
in her cooking she's the numero uno chef in town. Welcome back home my granddaughter you look exhausted go and clean up and come for your food. But wait grandma where's mummy I thought she was on leave. I said sadly. Oh don't worry Nana an emergency came up at work so she would be back in a short while okay. Okay. I took a short shower as I had a throw back on what happened at the cafeteria today. I bumped into this newcomer guy who spilled my food on the floor. "I am so sorry"he said in an apologetic tone I will buy you another pack. I was like no need to worry yourself I am not even that hungry. He was fine though. He was not like the other newcomers which were ugly he was fresh. It was nice meeting you by the way he said. Nice meeting you too I said. By the way what's your name he said. I'm Nana Ama I replied. Nice to meet you again he said.(End of flashback)
I was now done bathing and was putting on my house dress
A picture of my outfitIs my outfit not bae
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Diary of a Ghanaian girl
أدب المراهقينNana Ama is the normal average teen who is introverted when outside but when she goes home she is the opposite