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Grains and pearls

I call it grains and pearls because it reflects everything I am, and everything i will ever be. My riches and worth, My values and wisdom, My voice and thoughts, My dreams and imaginations,  My talents, my everything; poured into one record.  Some people will call it an Album, but I will refer to it as a documentation of my grains and pearls. I also call it 'grains and pearls' because this is the Album that will make me, me.  On this piece, I share my ideas with other amazing acts like,  👩‍🦱Lamisi 🧔Atongo Zimba 🧔Kwame Brenya 🧔Kpodo 🧔Obiri Tete Nana Kwame 🧔Agya Sei Korankye 🧔Fimfim 🧔🧔🧔🧔🧔The legon palmwine band 🧔🧔🧔🧔Kwanpa Band And likely other amazing acts that I'm yet to discover.  The record is rich. It is full of grains and pearls. It will be called 'timeless'. It will appear on Tabloids and Bill boards. It will represent Awura-Ama Agyapong, Ghana, Africa to the universe and generations. It is everything you will ever call music.  📀Grains and pear

Tribute to my grandmother, Anna Ankrah.

"Aunty Anna", the name many of her friends and family called her. But to me, she'll always be "Nana". My grandmother, My councilor and friend.  We've always been close. But adulthood and school drew me away from her especially last year. Then came the global pandemic, then the lockdown in Accra; a blessing in disguise; That was when we got closer. All work and schooling activities had been put on hold, so I spent a lot of time with her. There, I learned that it pleases her when I pass through her room to say good morning every day and leave her a peck. I always made her bed and folded her washed clothes. She also liked it when I buy her a pack of tea bags, a tin of low fat milk and some brown sugar. Because of this, she didn't mind sharing her tea with me.(She never shares her tea with anyone 😊) She had a habit of taking hot tea with milk every morning, and in the afternoons, then a bowl of fufu with light soup for supper. I remember her for a lot of th