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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 things, especially when I sit to listen to her life stories about her youthful days, and how she met the love of her life; my grandfather. She also said that I should make sure to persue the highest level of education there is. 

"Do not marry your age mate. Marry someone older than you. But not a man you've had the same level of education with. Apart from age, Make sure you're above him in every other way; beauty, education and income; if he has a PHD, get two PHDs; when you do that, you will earn his respect."
 
I also remember when I once sat on her bed and broke it😁. We laughed, She laughed and teased me about my weight. 
I miss you grandmother, I'm glad we got to spend some time together before you left. You will always remain in my heart. ❤️
Rest on Anna Esi Ankrah, Shine on!!!

1943-2020❣️❣️❣️

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