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And the woman with five husbands


Part 2







Geoffrey Akuamoa


































And the woman with five husbands


Part 2







Geoffrey Akuamoa







This is a real story, the events are real, and the characters described have been, camouflaged to protect the innocent. The opinion expressed here are solely the opinions of the author.

The Woman with the Five Husbands

And a Lover

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Copyright 2016 Geoffrey Kofi Akuamoa

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Geoffrey Akuamoa

Printed in Norway 2016


This book is, dedicated with love to the memories of my parents. Felicia Akuamoa, Ebenezer Akuamoa Reynolds and my siblings, Osei Akuamoa, Bernhard Akuamoa, Ruby Akuamoa, Annie Akuamoa, and Martin Akuamoa. They are out of sight but not out of heart and mind.

It is also for my wife Jennifer, for her inspiring influence, who took off where my parents left off. My warmest and sincerest gratitude and love to her.


































My gratitude to my wife Jennifer for her constant and never failing assistance





















































Chapter 1

In the beginning, Kester, Felicia and Bea

Felicia said, “I do” to Kester, and, admitted him into her realm. They were equally charmers and fascinators. Felicia was aware that Kester and was a polite young man, well mannered, modest, pleasant, sympathetic and charming. Felicia respected, his judgements, point of views, and whatever, he connected.

Kester was self-confident and did not border about what folks said about him.

Felicia`s parents come around, they really perceived how honest, genuine and sincere he was.

Kester was agreeable and courteous, towards his stepparents. He was straightforward but spoke his opinion only when it was necessary and when his opinion would lead to something positive.

Whenever the siblings were around, he impressed them in a manner that escalated their likeness and friendliness to him.

His behaviour and activities promoted appreciation, understanding, empathy and affection in Felicia. He was decent. He was always shaking hands, and pated people gently on their shoulders or upper arm. He was simply charismatic and sensual.

He was a businessperson, educated, civil and passionate.

Bea was a beautiful looking young girl. She was strong-willed, authoritarian in nature and hardworking. She was not discreet. Her love to menfolk was unbendable and firm.

Bea had fallen in love with Felicia`s husband Kester, in secrecy. Her adoration for Kester was very strong. She was a growing up girl with lust for affection and hang for prettifications, colourful clothes and improvements. These were only possible if she attached herself to the affluent Kester.

In fact, she was a lovely girl with beautiful eyes, which, come from the white of her eye, lively and clear, lucid and humorous, and, her smiles were warm and composed, giving no signs of turbulent thoughts; she was, aware of her characteristics, which made her indisputable and desire

Yesterday was her birthday.

It was on the 8 July 1941, she was 18 years old.

Beatrice stood behind the curtain of her bedroom, gazing out at the back garden. She watched the performance of light and shadow on the lawn, as the sunlight felt, on the garden. There was a gentle breeze and the leaves on the flowers whirled under them and sparkled with colourful brilliance as they caught the sun. It was joyful and pleasant, a beautiful day to wake up to.

The problem was that she had no friends to celebrate her birthday. She was, entirely, alone, her sisters had traveled and she was not in good terms with her parents. There was nobody to celebrate this important day with her.

Slanting her head against the window frame, she exhaled noisily, thinking of the empty hours approaching.

All of a sudden, her throat squeezed and she felt the tears collecting behind her eyes as grief mingled with unpleasant disappointments dribbled through her. Nevertheless, after some few minutes, she winked, her eyelids, and cleared her throat.

Resolutely, she brushed aside her melancholy and all the negative emotions. She took hold of herself, and promised that it would not happen again.

She saw someone on the lawn. It was Kester. Her sister‘s husband.

She turned herself away from the window, and thought of what to do. She knew Kester very well but was not in the mood to receive menfolk. She wanted to hide or perhaps neglect him. However, that would have been unfair and uncouth.

On the other hand, why should she hide herself or make as if she has not seen him. Not today. It was her birthday. She has always had in mind to date Kester. She was Kester`s secret admirer, but did not know how to go about it.

Kester is in his thirties, she is only eighteen and moreover, he is her sister‘s husband. It would be unmoral to, even think of anything of that sort.

“To “heck” with it, the good Lord should forgive my intentions,” she said.

Bea was a girl who did not hang out alone with menfolk. She kept her hands to herself, and made sure menfolk respected her. She did not allow them to pressure her into doing something that made her scratchy. She had never done anything irrational to provoke them either. Nevertheless, on this day, she was, mixed up and was in the mood the break her rules.

She whispered, Kester, hallo, Kester!

Kester was on the lawn to see Beatrice.

Bea, asked, “Kester, what are you doing on the lawn?”

She knew, deep inside her that she admired him very much and had been ever since she was twelve years old. She equally aware that Kester came to look for her.

It suddenly struck her that she had nothing descent on her, and that would have been naughty had Kester seen her. However, she wished Kester had seen her in the status quo because that would have given him something to think about although, she did not know how he felt about her. She was a little confused and ambivalent about the situation knowing that he was married to her own sister Felicia.

Kester walked decisively on the lawn, figuring out in which room he could find Bea and thinking if Bea was in the mood to see him. He had never visited her before. It was his first time and was cautious. He thought of what Beatrice would think of him.

Kester speculated, “Maybe she will think I am bringing a message from her sister Felicia, whatever it is she will not think bad of me, she will find my visit as a surprise and something unusual. On the other hand, I can tell her that I visited a friend and on route, I am saying good morning to her”

Beatrice was a beautiful girl of upbringing and sophistication. She was a girl with intellect and flair. She was humble and decisive, a kind of a woman Kester would admire and respect.

Beatrice has, made herself descent. She had put on some kind of a sexy outfit. She was in ecstasy waiting for Kester to knock at the door. She had perfumed herself here and there.

Kester knocked at the door, Beatrice was ready for him. He entered, embraced and kissed her gently on her cheeks. Bea was surprised but liked his approach.

There was not much chatting but mortem action.

Kester caressed her with his right hand on her backbone and the left hand on her left shoulder, pressed, and circled his fingers smoothly outwards.

Bea was extremely flabbergasted although she was unaware of what all that was about.  Kester was not shy; it was as if he had built up some kind of libido for a long time.

Bea did not speculate on what may be or not but enjoyed every stroke Kester made on her body.

The room was, in soothing temperature although, there was a scorching heat outside. Bea knew she had, all the time in the world and it was her birthday. That day was hers and hers alone.  Bea bursting with warm and loving feelings for Kester became as soft as silk and as weak as water.  She had warm spread throughout her body, she felt more happy and relaxed and more receptive to inducements. Her pupils widened, her sweat increased. Her nipples erected, and her breast enlarged. Her breathing accelerated and became deeper, her skin flushed around the neck and her chest, her neck arteries were distended. Her heart beat triplicated; her tone of voice changed, her body language abruptly altered.

Her gaze fell on a chair and, holding Kester`s hands directed him to sit on one of her comfortable chairs.

Everything was new to her. As they sat on the chair, she folded her arms and respectfully starred at Kester. She is restless and clinched Kester`s hands, questioning him with low voice and in surprised tones, what all that was about.

Kester was for a moment taken aback, and became little edgy.

Bea recognized his disposition and apologized and said “It is such an unwise question, sorry, you must understand I have not experienced this before”.

There was no question in Kester`s mind that Bea was telling the truth and asked Bea not to be glum and feel sorry. Kester apologized.

Bea said to Kester, “I am really sorry, how can I be so self-centered and naïve and not understanding this, it is obvious”.

She reprimanded herself repeatedly. Kester quickly remarked that it was his fault perhaps it was too early in their relationship.

Bea`s face revitalized as she adjusted herself to the hint of intimacy.

She instinctively understood the happy moments they had together, and said, “This gregarious Kester has paid attention to my plea”.

They laughed and rejoiced together because Bea understood that Kester has singled her out as the girl he wanted as a paramour. It was, the loveliest birthday she had ever had.

From that moment on, they became, joined at the hip.

The two had a long chat together. Kester explained much about affection to Bea.

Bea said, “I do not know what I will do without you”

Kester left Bea but promised he would see her again, soon.  He also promised to take Bea on a camping holiday one day.

Bea asked, “why me?”

Bea, slapping her own face several times sensed that she has made herself ridiculous in the presence of Kester and felt embarrassed. She should have asked Kester about why she felt sensually aroused, a sensation she had never experienced before. Nevertheless, there were so many surprised moments happening and there was no time to ask questions.

With a quickening enthusiasm and admiration, Bea remarked that Kester was extremely gentle and very experienced. She could feel that there were, many things, Kester could, teach her, but time was against him.

In Bea`s eyes, Kester was so precious, so she did not want him to slip through her fingers. She had taken him for granted before; with her condescending, pompous opinion of him that he only wanted to have sexual with her, but now, she could see that Kester really loved her. She was, petrified, and mummified by Kester, but now she admired him unconditionally.

Bea said, thinking loudly, «He is the only genuine person I have in this world”, after Kester was gone.

It was late and Bea had to give herself in.

That night Bea could not sleep. With a sign of disillusionment, she stared at the door and admitted that sleep was going to evade her. Her mind was racing and could not relax in bed. Therefore, she woke up and ate some biscuits with the hope that it would relax her but that was unable to calm her.

She felt as if her brain was, la-di-da, hooked to love because something in her was set in motion. She was lovesick and wanted to take a cab to visit Kester, which she knew was impossible. He was married to her sister.

She walked a little on the lawn but that worsened her condition because it reminded her of him on the lawn.

She felt as if she had butterflies in her stomach. The biscuits she ate, did not help, it even worsened her condition. She was unable to think very clearly and could only think of him. It was like an obsession.

She went back to bed and tried to sleep but those thoughts could not leave her, She could only  think about him and in every detail about what he said, how he said it, why he held her on her shoulder, what he meant by it, what they chatted about; everything felt a little black and white.

She felt she had panic anxiety and was even scared.  When she wanted to think something positive about him rather, negative emerged. She had both positive and negative ideas about him. They lay side by side. Thinking positively about him, could hurt and could be warming.  Thinking negatively about him helped for some few seconds.  Bea was simply ambivalent. It was a phenomenon she had never experienced before and that was very irritating and nerve ragging.

As Bea struggled in the bed, she heard a sound of a vehicle. The car door slammed at full volume. She looked at the window and saw that it was Kester`s vehicle. She thought at first it was Kester and started rejoicing but it was short lived.

It was his chauffeur. He had sent his car driver to present her birthday present to her. Half or do she was in joyous desire.

The chauffeur knocked at the door, entered, said hello to Bea and greeted her from Kester. He presented the present and left. Bea, felt very tranquil, relaxed and without even opening the birthday present, went to bed and slept profoundly.

The next morning

Beatrice woke up, rejuvenated and fresh as daisy. She opened her windows to let in fresh air; she was humming a beautiful song obviously composed by herself. Suddenly two young girls stood on the lawn, their eyes were furious as they glowered on each other. They were arguing about something using heated lyrics and vulgar language, which still echoed through the whole neighbourhood.

They were very loud, and Beatrice knew that to remonstrate and protest against them was useless because with such anger and aggression, they would even injure her, and no amount of guidance would make them stop.

The way they were dressed was very revealing, short skirts, red in colour with green blouses, somewhat torn and dirty. They had blue slippers instead of shoes, which did not march with anything. They were fighting about the loss of a goose, which they think had flown across the lawn.

Bea shut her windows and went back to her room. It was very unusual because that has never happened before. She felt she was up-living things she has never experienced before in her life, an omen.

The two girls searched at the corners of the lawn, and between the flowers and the back yard. They left quietly without finding their goose.

What a birthday and sudden manifestations in life.

She never believed the two girls; she thought something profane was happening.  She asked herself several times, “Why do they appear exactly a day after her birthday and why a goose?”

That gave her something to think about and in the process; forgot to contemplate on Kester. Her lovesickness simply minimized and disappeared into the thin air at least for a moment.  The intrusion diverted her thoughts to the many great inventors, and writers and scientists who spent years discovering, writers who spent hours inn bed formulating and inventors who spent weeks after weeks finding out assignments. Bea was an intelligent girl and could add two and two together. All these, people and many others spent, less hours in napping, they hardly slept. Thus, they had, inspirational sickness, hers was lovesickness.

All she needed to cure her lovesickness was to put her mind away and be creative, artistic and arty. She immediately programmed her thoughts to paint. That put her mind away from Kester, at least for time being.

The thought of the two girls, still ranged in her head because it was on her birthday. She interpreted that as something sinister. She was only eighteen and had never lived through such a busy scenario before.

She said; “Well, we learn to live”

Bea went to her sitting room still wondering about the girls.

Suddenly, she heard loud voices from afar but directed towards her home because they were very clear and loud. There was a, group of people exited and bellowing.

Although, Bea was a little tense she was, not weighed down by anxiety. She began feverishly to invent analogies and distinctions between reality and simulations because she could not understand why all these were happening a day after her birthday.

The group was nothing more than her own family who have gathered to celebrate her birthday. They had come from their holidays.

The most talkative of them all was her mother who was bellowing and pointing fingers at Bea`s house.

The mother`s yelling was, because, their daughter did not invite them to her birthday party. Bea was, taken aback because; she thought she was by yourself and that all her sisters had travelled.

The problem with the whole family was that, Bea`s parents wanted her to live with them but Bea wanted to make it on her own. She had ambitions, and hopes, to lead an independent and self-directed life. She wanted to settle down with a job, a house partner and to become independent from her parents.

Her parents were up in the years and required some helping hands from Bea, the youngest. Felicia her older sister, was, married and was living with Kester. Elizabeth, the third sister was busy trying to make ends meet on her own and Sapp, her second oldest sister was married to the church.

The parents had a huge sugar plantation and needed help from their children to manage it. Managing the industry had always created some king of discussions amongst the family. Felicia and Elizabeth were preoccupied with their families leaving the youngest Bea who was trying to make it on her own.

The family sat together. Bea`s clear purpose of inviting them in the house was her hectic confusion about the two girls. She was determined to refuse her parents but to avoid uncomfortable situations she let them enter.

At first, she thought it was about Kester, but that was never the case. She felt relaxed.

Their mother raised an issue about the farm pointing out that numerous changes had to be, weighed and contending issues faced. On the other hand, in Bea`s mind, it would have been better never to have begun the sugar cane farm and therefore never to have to think about anything. She did not want anything to do with the farm.

However, Beas heart was beating rather quickly, her breath uneven, her stomach rumbling and she blinked ambiguously until she relaxed but after some few minutes, she still entertained some fears that perhaps somebody saw Kester and her together. Her heart kept on giving great jumps.

Her mother started to talk and beating around the bush, so, Bea was restless; she stood up and then sat down and listened to the wise words of encouragements from her mother. However, she felt uneasy with her eyes fixed in defensive, unalienable gaze. She felt each second that the mother was going to talk about Kester and her.

Bea was suddenly relaxed, putting all speculative ideas out of her head. Her ambivalence faded away, saying in her head that life would even be harder if it were not, for the unbelievable vanity of Kester.

At the gathering, the parents were wrestling with themselves about how to divide the sugar cane farmstead amongst the four sisters, but Felicia murmured, “Great souls have wills, others but feeble wishes”. The parents questioned Felicia to explain her philosophical sentence but she never responded, she thought it was obvious.  The parents rested their dreams of sharing the farm for now.

The family sang some birthday songs for Bea and danced merrily. It was a happy day with many warm smiles after all. The atmosphere of that day delighted them and made them more conscious that they had each other and needed each other.

After a while, Bea`s mother smiled and glanced away and said with a sly little smile, “Bea is a good girl because she does not mingle inappropriately with menfolk and keeps her hands to herself. She is a superior young woman in every respect and menfolk respect her”.

There was a small silence.  Suddenly, Bea said incongruously”, Mom, why are you saying all these?” She was not even flattered; she thought her mom suspected something and had been mocking her ever since she arrived.

Bea touched her forehead, stretched her dress and edged away from the family.

When she was out on the veranda, the mother starred at her, looked up, gazed down and shook her head a little disapprovingly.

Bea instantaneously observed her mother`s movements, She turned on her side, relaxed herself on one elbow and stared at her mother un-solicitously.   She could not help despising her mother`s mocking display. She thought she was theatrical, and perhaps hiding something. She was still uncertain if the mother knew about Kester, she was aware of her mother` diplomacy.

Felicia, Kester’s spouse and Bea`s older sister, gazed at both of them with watchful eyes, thinking that the mother was ruining Bea`s birthday by her teasing and pleaded for her mother to stop.

Bea looked very dumbfounded, tapping, her fingers on, her laps whilst, mother grinned.  However, Felicia thought her mother’s witticisms were dictatorially sarcastic; there was no reason to make remarks about Bea in a gathering like that.

Felicia wondered if there was some kind of animosity between the two.

The Father, who mere always observed proceedings and never uttered any words, suddenly said that he has been surveilling a package under the corner of the table and has steered at it ever since the arrived.

There was a small silence.

Bea angrily reached for the package, took out some clothes from it and placed them on the table in front of the family.

She said, “These are my filthy clothes I have accumulated to be washed, does anybody want to have a go at them?”

There was extreame quietness in the room.

Felicia wanted to say she would help, and then she kept mute.

The mother, appearing slightly relieved, nodded her head and said, “I would like to help my daughter out but not if there are clothes from the reverse sex“

There was silence again.

By that time, Bea has left the room; she could not take more sarcasms from her mother. She was now very certain that the mother knew something about her affair with Kester from yesterday.

Bea had concealed Kester`s birthday present unopened and placed it at the back yard. She was certain that nobody knew about it. Nevertheless her mother`s insinuations made her head spin.  She was convinced, particularly, that Felicia knew nothing about it and that gave her a firm glimpse of hope to converse with Felicia freely without feeling guilty.

One way or the other Bea did not seem to have any debauched conscience. She remained firm in her love for Kester.

The Father said, “I am sorry to cause such a commotion on my daughter`s birthday. That is not my intention; I am not even curious but if I do not say something mother will rebuke me when we get home”

The family laughed and the entire affair was, put aside.

Bea said, “You are incorrigible, father but, if there is nothing to talk about, but merely to ruin my day, I will sing you a song”.

Father, “Oh yes do, I have been waiting for it. I hear you are a very good composer and singer, especially when there are old people around”.

Bea, replies “Father, what do you mean by, when there are old people around, are you insinuating that I cannot sing”?

Father, “Oh no, now, I have said something inappropriate again, I better shut my mouth”.

Bea was edgy, analyzing everything and feeling offended, she had always thought that the family detested meanness but on this day and on her birthday, she felt they were impolite.

Elizabeth, Beas other sister, a stutter, she never said anything on such occasions. She was a little high tempered sister who did not mingle herself in social gatherings because of her handicap. All the same, she stood up and said in a piercing stammering voice and turned as red as her blouse. “Are you having fun?”

Sapaa, the sister born after Felicia, taking pity on Elizabeth, said, “No, I do not think they are, they are, only joking and having fun because they are in good mood”.

Elizabeth, bending her head and scratching her cheeks said, “The whole day`s conversation rotates teasingly, on Bea, and I don’t know what all that is about, I do not find that amusing. We should rather chat about the farm because, of the danger of concourse”.

“Hmm!” Said everybody in the room.

“Today is Bea`s birthday”, says Felicia. “We should amuse ourselves and be joyful; it is not often we come together. We should get on with it”

Bea suddenly asks” Does anybody know about two young girls who appeared on the lawn looking for a goose”?

There was silence in the room.

The mother, looking drowsy, hanging her upper limbs loose, with her head dangling from side to side but with her eyes opened, Said, “Yes, Elizabeth is right. We have built an enormous farmhouse, acres and acres of them, worth millions of money, and you are not even thinking of that, we can lose everything. Yes I sent the two young girls to the lawn, it was only for fun because it is your birthday and there is no evil intention to it”

Bea sighs in relief, now she knows about the two girls, she has been wondering ever since and she was sure that her mother did not have any idea about Kester and her. The mother was joking all along.

It was all in her Bea`s head.

Bea groaned and, understanding everything, she remained calm. She settled back in a chair at the corner of the room, waiting for the family to leave. She was relieved that nobody suspected Kester and her.

There was silence in the room as the family prepared to leave except some glasses clinging together and the singing of birds outside. It was late but cool and becoming and the family was pleased that they had a nice day. Nobody was, fogged by the discussions they had and Bea did not criticize her mother neither did the mother grumble about the treatment she received. Everything was calm and composed.

“What a nice way to end a birthday” the father commented.

They glanced towards the lawn, speckled with moonshine and the swaying of the flowers by cool airstreams, and reflected on the nice day they have had.

The family bid Bea cheerio and received a kiss from each one of them.












Chapter 2

Bea and her birthday gift

For the first time in many years, Bea experienced how amusing and obnoxious a family re-union could become especially when they visit unannounced. Bea did not know how other families behave.

She was worn-out but liberated after they left. She tidied up some few things and sat on her chair for a while.

For the first time in two days, she felt a little of the enormity lifting from her and her, exhausted eyes revitalized.

Bea did not open the birthday present from Kester after the family had gone.  Instead, she started to speculate on their visit analyzing them and making conclusions.

She felt that it was excellent to have family visit but there should be someone to organize them. It was obvious to her that with a family headship they could establish practices and procedures that would alleviate sarcastic personal insults and witticisms, not understood by someone.

She sensed that as a freshest in the family she was, ridiculed instead of coaching her about self-leadership. She felt distanced by her Mom and Dad    to fight her own battles and, in her own home especially, by an unannounced family.

She felt depressed many times for the reason that her Mom did not want her to grow-up. She thought she was still a kid and did not expect her to have altered as part of life cycle. She was, treated as a teen without any rights to her own thoughts and feelings and, her Mom had control over her thoughts and feelings.

It evoked so many memories not all of them were cheerful ones. She recollected how her Mom asked her alone to weed the sugar cane farm when she was six years old. It was a job for three people not for one child. As she mirrored, a rush of bitterness and detestation occupied her gullet and for the moment, she sat on her chair lamenting.

She did not feel guilty of loving Kester because, she did not choose it.

She felt there was already far too much hurly-burly and emotional letdowns in the family as it was and she was not to be blamed for all that because of her affection for a man.

Her affection to Kester happened automatically. Yes, he was and older person and married to her sister but was also more matured and knowledgeable. He knew what he was doing.  Love did not have married man written on it and it did not discriminate.

It was not because he was affluent or because she was looking for a father figure but Kester seemed to admire and respect her and treated her right. He was not only experienced in life but also with relationships and more idealistic and romantic too.

He was more caring, considerate, empathetic, and easy to talk to, making her more matured and considerably quicker. He was not scared and did not play mind games. He seemed to be at the same maturity level as she was but less provoking. He could satisfy her needs and has the pledge and the readiness required for a longstanding relationship. He had accomplished something and had economic and emotional stability maturity and he is liable of sharing similar life views and goals, despite their age differences.

She could guess from last night that he was more skilled sexually and but had less sex drive, because she left her alone without fulfilling his wishes. He was an excellent listener and cared for her needs rather than his.

As an eighteen years old girl, Bea had matured and had her own mind about life. She genuinely believed herself to be, fully-fledged.

Bea wanted to see Kester because she wanted to unburden herself to him. There were so many events since he left to unfold and was sure it would delight him.

It was getting late and Bea`s eye lids began to be heavy on her. She had to give herself in because it was a hectic day.

She went to bed, closed the windows, covered her head and slept at her back profoundly. There were no speculations and no lovesickness; she had reasoned herself maturely and conscientiously out of it.

The morning birds began to sing their melodious melodies, the sun appeared and shone. It glowed under its morning warmth. Visible splendid colours were, displayed on all the blades of the grass and the flowers. The sunshine was, spread out like a big hand with unique mixture of golden, rosy, ginger, and red colours and in-between the digits of the sunlight were radiance of sea blue colours.

“What a day and a morning to wake up to”? Bea said.

A forth night later

Two weeks later Kester arrived as Bea stood admiring nature in the morning. He smiled benevolently, looking extremely pleased with himself and particularly with Bea. She recalled how she had smiled back at Kester a forth night ago, thinking that Kester looked gorgeous and renowned. Her love for him had amplified and increased in her.

Kester took his camera with him. He removed his camera and took that affection as it trickled out of her eyes.

They sat down comfortably and chatted.

Bea asked Kester about his love to Felicia. He said that he loved her in another way. They had had their skirmishes, discomforts and anguishes but their marriage had survived them all, which was the most important thing. They were comfortable with each other. They had been married for a long time but wittily it did not seem that long for him, and how fast time had tripped by, well “tempus fugit” he said.

Bea quickly remarked, “You have a warmhearted determination, because you are insistent and pushed by some kind of a driving force within yourself to love me and that I appreciate”.

Kester went on further and expressed frankly that he did not value coupledom, monogamy but believed that falling in love with her was exciting but it was very unlikely that she would leave Felicia. He was, not forced into the marriage. Perhaps he looked for excitement and adventure because he felt that something was missing at home. He was, physically, sexually, emotionally, and mentally attracted to Bea.

In Kester`s mind, he very well knew that he was triggered by an element of pettiness for Bea but it was improper to spell that out to her.

Bea had already predicted that the outcome from the beginning. Anyway, Bea was only eighteen and had the whole life ahead of her. She wanted to continue her studies. She had her mother’s, aspiration for hard work, her strength of mind and dynamism, her willfulness to acomplishment. She wanted to be, trained as a teacher where students and teachers were, engaged with thinking routines and other strategies that encouraged thinking in the classroom.

There were no remarks from Kester. He was mute.

Suddenly there was comprehension trembling on Bea`s face. She was remembering when she was younger and, as the youngest of the sisters had to do all the boring jobs.

Kester said, “Everything we do, good or bad, has its inevitable consequences. It is like throwing a stone into a pool and watching the ripples spread out, further and further, and far reaching; but I am here with you, I am not far reaching”.

Bea dropped back in the chair and allowed herself to float in her frame of mind. She did not know what her sister Felicia would say if ever, Kester would help her.

She half-smiled and shook her head. She did not say a word.

Kester suddenly said he would help and would tell Felicia.

She was shortly surprised because Kester was willing to help her as well as willing to break the news to her sister.  For the first time, she acknowledged herself, that she was, praiseworthy enough, to be educated as a teacher. She speculated on where the economic help was going to come from. Now she was sure. She had long stopped speculating on her education because she could not find solution to her funding.

Bea was happy.  There was certain display of light on her well-defined face. This was, reproduced in her chin and in her firm and unwavering mouth, which was quite attractive when she smiled.

Her best features unexpectedly shone out, her perfect, smooth skin texture brightened, her lustrous brunette hair fixed with unique sheen, was impeccable and her gorgeous eyes, unspeakable.

Kester noticed spectacular things about her. She had first-class brown whips, highlighted by magnificently curved brows. Their shades triggered people to look at her twice. She was, tanned, profound and vibrant. It was, staggering.

The Birthday Present

“Close your mouth” Kester said`, to Bea and keep it closed until I tell you to open it”

Bea said, “What kind of joke is that? Are you mocking me?”

Kester replied, looking up adoringly “No but you are sullying, it is not a joke. It is running down your cheeks but that does not make you unpleasant, it is an involuntary reaction to what I said to you”

Bea said in a surprised temper, feeling embarrassed “Oh, I am sorry; it is because you say you will help me and I am very happy because I am honoured. However, you make me feel ashamed of myself. Was I really soiling?”

Kester said, putting his hand around Bea “I understand you perfectly because you are not expecting me to assist you. You can look at yourself in the rest room”.

Bea quickly entered the rest room and stood in front of her mirror. She looked at herself and could see nothing; there were no traces of her soiling. She emerged from there, grinning, with her heads down and her hands on both jawlines, saying, “You are a clown, Kester, yes you are”.

Her joy knew no limits and was, more, or less packed with ecstasy.  She reached for Kester`s hand who sat laughingly on a chair with his left leg overlapping his right leg and flexing his upper body.

Kester said”, It is all right; this is the first time I am making fun of you. I want to see how much you can take it”.

Bea quickly remarked with a grim expression, “But what is dangling out there? It looks scary and it moves”.

Kester looked in the opposite direction, picturing what she was observing. Bea said, “Why are you looking around when the dangling is on you”? Kester was ill at ease, thinking of what Bea meant. He straighten out his body in upright position and said,” Nothing is dangling, it is my belt”, and laughed wholeheartedly, saying, “You are a naughty girl, Bea”.

Bea smiled in hilarity, stretching her left hand and putting it on Kester’s right shoulder and said, “Now it is tit for tact”.

Kester, gripped Bea`s hand positioned on his left shoulder with his right hand and guided it towards his mouth and kissed it several times.

Bea lifted her eyelids and blinked several times and then brought her right hand and caress Kester`s left cheek pressing it down slightly and comfortably, focusing her eyes on his.

Kester slide his head towards the direction of her neck, beaming and admiring the necklace around her neck.

In a surprise mood, Kester abruptly said”, Oh, so you have opened your birthday present without saying a word to me. That is not very nice of you”.

Bea replied, smilingly rotating her eyeballs around her eye sockets and looking up to the ceiling of the room,” I want it to be a surprise, but it is not the intention of a beneficially of a birthday present to run back to the benefactor to parade it”.

Kester was somewhat flaw and shy, touching his chin and spinning his first and second fingers around it said, “You are quite correct my dear, that is very uncouth of me, but there is no harm telling me about it”. He looked very saddened.

Bea, looked at him again and said, “Don`t be childish, and don’t look troubled and apprehensive. It has been my intention to thank you for the fantastic diamond necklace; it is my second “god” because I warship and glorify it every night. I am so delighted and overwhelmed by it”.

Kester loosened up, squeezed his hands, unable to camouflage the respect he had generated for Bea in his expression said,” I am very impressed, captivated and spellbound”

Bea said to Kester, “Look over there, near the flower beds; there is a white cat running in-between the flowers. I have never seen one like that before, do you know what it means”?

Kester, looking very edgy replied, “Sighting a white cat is said to convey misfortune, and to avert the bad luck people spit or turn around and mark signs of the cross on their bodies. However, others interpret that, dreaming of a white cat is good luck as well as sighting them at night or on the road, however, different nations have different interpretations about it.”

Bea said, “Well-spoken but I thing, it is a sign of good luck”

Kester elaborated and said, “Really, the figurative meaning of cats is that of security and guard, they are expert caretakers of homes and people.  They are also main secret keepers, and are a symbol of obscure knowledge”

Bea sat attentively, gripped her hands a little tighter and asked, “What about black cats?

Kester answered meditatively, “They are more mysterious, sighting them on your crouch is a promising symbol meaning, starting a new business relationship, or becoming more stable”

Bea was more attentive and biting her nails, she asked,” Does it mean we should have seen a black cat instead of the white cat? Anyway, which one of them is best to sight?

Kester was amused and replied, “Appearances of these cats are, promising because they depict, the family is sheltered against energy that may prevent them from introducing new philosophies and are safeguarded against inconsequential, difficult set-backs”.

Bea said, “Mm! are all these not irrational beliefs”

Kester said, “May be”

They chatted for a while and Kester, leaning forward, kissed Bea on her cheeks. They were both hungry and wanted some diner.

Bea smiled, her eyes sparkled with delight and contend, and she was having a good time and learning a great deal from Kester.

They went out and chewed on the delightful meal in an eatery.

It was an exceptional day.

The sky was perky blue and saturated with sunbeams. The brightest of mild light winds whizzed through the leaves.  There were no other reverberations apart from the indistinct buzz of successively dripping water, the infrequent tweeting of the natural world and the buzz and flickering of their extensions as they winged up into the glittering air.

Bea sat with an open mouth, admiring Mother Nature waveringly, and said, “There are wonders in this world”.


The Innocent girl

Bea was a sweet, loving and a faultless girl. She was genuine, heartfelt and of princely nature. She sincerely concerned about people. Her Mom did like her but she teased her often. Bea in her pureness could not, understand her mother`s approaches like when they met during her birthday. There was always anxiety between them.

Bea did not have many contacts, she kept mainly to herself, reading novels and painting landscapes. It was her passion and she was brought up that way, yes, her background and upbringing.  The mother had four girls, Felicia was the oldest and Bea the youngest and the age differences between them were lengthy.

She had never know sexual desire and of late, some of the strange, new approaches she was living through jumbled and terrified her. She was unable to look at even images of half-dressed people in magazines. She always turned her head away simply because she was shy and disliked them.

One morning she heard a sudden prattling outside her bedroom window penetrating her early morning stillness and peace.

She raised her head looked and listened.  She could hear low meaningless whisperings, followed by tramping of feet banging into the neighbouring ingress.

Bea knew that it was Sapoo, one of her sisters, going about her morning prayers. She suspected that she had dropped her bible into the entrance. She knew her sister could be careless at times. She had a church member living in the neighbourhood whom she, from time to time pray together. Sapoo was very spiritual. They never chat together because she was much grown-up and all Sapoo typically chattered about was religious subjects, which was not her cup of tea.

Bea believes that everyone was entitled to his or her own beliefs and religion should not be, imposed on somebody else.

Bea`s philosophy was that every Tom, Dick, and Harry approved that murder, infidelity, robbery, deceitfulness, and greediness are incorrect.  Common sense tells us that there is right and wrong, which is, entwined into the fabric of our society.  Although, Christian values endorse domestic tranquility, people should be, allowed to make their own minds.

As Bea was constructing her own concepts, there was a loud knock on her door. It was Kester showing his admirable striking face.

Kester greets, “Good morning Bea, how are we today? I know you are not expecting me” pushing the door with his right elbow and smiling on his whole face. “Is it alright that I came? Or you are busy today?” Touching his little mustache, he had grown during the past seven days.

Bea, “Its allrigt just come in, I am sitting by myself anyway and doing nothing just creation ideas about life”

Kester entered the room, took a chair and sat on, asking whilst he sat, “But what is it all about, not about me I suppose”

Bea, No, no, no, “It is not about you but myself, I think I am growing fast, I am even trying to propound theories about life”

Kester, looking a little surprised and tightening his belt” But why is that all of a sudden? Has somebody provoked you?

Bea, winding her hair between three fingers “No, it is just that my sister Sapoo, the religious one, just dropped by the neighbours”

Kester, “Did you see her?”

Bea, having a piece of bread between her fingers and chewing something, «No, I did not”

Kester,” Why not?”

Bea, “She did not come to see me. I am not on her agenda, but her presence motivated me with my theory, when her Bible fell on the door of the neighbours.

Kester, “Aha, I see what you mean; you suddenly got an idea about Christianity and found out that you attend church a little more often”

Bea, “I found out that people must be allowed to make their own minds if or not they should attend church. Everyone knows about right and wrong”

Kester, “You are quite right, I share the same views. Well then how was your Week?”

Bea, dragging back the curtain with a great decoration, overflowing the room with dazzling sunshine said, “It was pretty modest and reasonably good but without you nothing is perfect”

Bea enrolled in teachers training college

The buildings are huge and the environment is rich.  The site is quiet and calm for students. Privately owned mini-buses, taxis and state owned buses connect people to the Metropolis and other parts of the country. The environment here provides a diverse ecosystem for plant life. Beautiful setting. Their beauty are indescribably wonderful to the eye:  The breathtakingly spectacular interior and exterior designs match like twins. There are long driveways lined with trees, literally everywhere. A tall, stone tower is, mounted in the middle and looms in the distance.  Red roses grow around the buildings and the grass is green with patches of flowers. The rooms are spacious. There are playing fields, grounds and other necessary facilities for athletics and other school activities.

Kester enrolled Bea in a teaching training college. In spite of Beas periodic encounters with the headmistress, her new life brought her harmony and peacefulness to the extent that it distracted her mind from Kester and from her mother. If it were not for the teaching profession, Bea did not know how she could bear life. She was confused because, she felt she could not go on much longer by doing nothing but reading and painting nevertheless, she often wondered just how she would have been if Kester had not come around.

Sometimes her heart felt very joyous with full of passion and fierce desire for Kester to what one felt was unavoidable.

Bea said, “Occasionally, husbands do not spell out what and how they grieve. Every now and then, they need, compassion, kindness and care, which most women take for granted in their comfortable skins, they do not offer them. The woman`s love transforms into comradeship and that is probably the reason why their husbands need refueling and renewed affection from somewhere, the woman cannot simply offer what she no longer possess. They take their husbands for granted, and, perform minute house duties. They are nonchalant with their meals and undertake imperfect housekeeping. Society`s mercy is often in favour of women and, the husbands only build citadels of unhappiness in them and feel, powerless to disclose. All that glitters is, not gold”

Bea knew how to contain her bitter tormented feelings for not seeing Kester because she felt she knew what Kester was going through. These, were some of the reasons why she was in love with Kester. Furthermore, he was, helping her with education.

The only way to contain them and to show her appreciation to him was to study hard; and she embarked herself into a more tedious obligation of studying assiduously. Never had she studied so intensively. She was often so tired that sometimes she felt knocked out.

She has not heard from Kester for a long time, she had tried as, she believed, he also was endeavoring to reach her or perhaps he wanted to preserve the integrity of her education he had loved by leaving her alone. She felt her life was a melancholy indeed but she had a mission to accomplish.

In those immature years, Bea often reflected with amazement upon the passionate selfishness of an eighteen –year- old girl in love but now she thinks more about him

Bea promised herself that whether married or not she would not support herself by teaching alone and would never become a financial burden to Kester or any other menfolk. She believed that personal freedom and dignity in marriage were unsuited with economic dependence; she also labored under the happy impression that teaching was a profession in which self-support was rapidly attainable but she will depend on Kester.

Bea and Kester did not even have opportunity to recapture the lovely enchantments they had had, not even for a moment. However, as weary as she was, she passed the days in heavy readings and studied conscientiously to please him.

Bea felt so bitterly sorry for Kester because she thought he was probably fighting against some outside devils.  That made her both sad and furious with a desperate pain of powerless yearning for him.

Bea would have been thankful if she could hide somewhere in the boarding school and cried but there was nowhere. She was in a boarding school, far away from Kester.

At times, she felt that she could not bring herself to take a transportation and travel to Kester. She did not know what to do and did not care for anything except to visit him.

She felt rather sad at times and she on the sly concluded, without surprise or distress, that probably Kester was no longer in love with her. That was a silly supposition, she felt.

However, the idea kept on swinging in her mind. She could not allow her guarded, secret desires for Kester in her heart to be, invaded. Therefore, she kept everything to herself.

However, sometimes she felt she could have done better without love before it came because it was so hurting. It was pleasant when she had herself to care for instead of another person to think of.  Although, it has been, said that soul grows through grief and sorrow, is ultimately right. However, enduring pains for a longer period, made people motionless and indifferent.

Kester`s unexpected visit to Bea at the college

Here they are sitting in the lobby of the colledge. She and Kester.

Bea could hardly belief they were finally meeting after all these weeks. The two had not seen each other after she went to the college some four months ago. On this hot and humid day, it was already getting to the end of her college term., and Kester was able to set a day aside to visit Bea. They had not communicated with each other for a long time.

Now blushing with happiness, Bea looked across the on which they sat and broke into a smile said. “It is lovely to see you Kester; I have missed you a lot”

Kester, in his cute face, covered with his new moustache and intensely animated, was, occupied with laughter; it specified his desire at their re-union

“I have missed you too, I still feel very bad of not visiting you before”

Bea broke off, reached down for something she had wrapped together with a newspaper on the flooring and carried on to give Kester something rummaging around in it.

With a charming face and a little smile, Bea gave something conical across the table between them to Kester and said,” Anyway this is a gift from me. I never did get around writing to you, because I wanted to concentrate on my readings and to let you have your peace of mind. You have a business to run. However, this is something for you. It is not much but it is from my heart.

Kester, “Bea you shouldn`t have to”.

However, one could see that he was thrilled to receive the present, happy because this was the first time Bea had giving him a gift.

Kester`s face lit up and his brow eyes boogied and swayed as he opened the wrapped conical present with excitement of a kid.

Kester looked up and smiled at Bea.  He reached out and took Bea`s hand lying her laps, squeezed and kissed it affectionately.

Bea looked around her to see if somebody was watching.

She said, “Oh that is alright, I wish we were somewhere reclusive, because I want to kiss you, hug you and caress you, so much. The teachers are very strict here because the punishment to follow is a one week`s incarceration in a dark filter room”

Kester quickly remarked, “Yeah, I am so sorry, you should not have been enlisted in such a strict college, what an ugly, cruel and inhuman punishment for behaviours that are natural”.

Bea, “That is okay, time flies and I will be out from here pretty soon”

Kester, “Well, apart from that how you find the college?”

Bea, “It is alright except that it is boring at times without you but if you were here with me I will not have the opportunity to schoolwork and we will stay here forever.”

Kester,” Very funny, so you have a sense of humoristic sense, anyway I do not want you to end a career you have so much wanted to accomplish by have staying with you here”

Bea,” Oh no, my metamorphosis has not been as complete as yours-in fact I doubt if it has occurred at all. I can kiss you right now and I will not care if I am, punished. I am pleased and satisfied with myself because you are here and, I am not afraid of anything. They can put me in confinement but you are here to recue me.

I am a practical person and outwardly tough. Becoming a teacher is not all that is in life”

Kester. “I can sincerely realize that you are a brave girl who has affection for me, I would have preferred if you had completed your course. You are still a young woman on the rise and there are, countless things you still have to hit the books”

Bea, “Okay, Kester, I suppose I ought to thank you a lot. One has to be grateful nowadays for being, allowed to study in a college. It is very expensive and you are bearing the cost of the whole kit and caboodle in here. Your help is one of the many things that I appreciate”

Kester, “Do you ever feel lonely in here? You know, you one can be amongst thousands of people and still feel lonely”

Bea, “Yes, I know. As lonely as I was, and panicky, I found courage and self-assurance to maintain calmness and obedience to the rules of the college. I presume I am growing-up. With you, I can grow-up and learn about natural life much more rapidly”.

Kester with his jaws aslant and flexing his head said,” I am much flattered and that is the one thing I admire about you, always flattering me”.

Bea,” I have only one wish in life right now, and that is to finish quickly with my education here because all that you do for me have changed me tremendously and I really want to be with you no matter what. I can only love you and that I have the power and the means to do”.

Kester bit back a smile and glanced on the ceiling,” You are praising me again; the warmth of your love fills me and quenches my thirst for affection.  I do not think I have ever been so, pleased as I am now. For the time being, at any rate, your affection enlightens my life and I feel gratified with all the sympathies you have provided me for the rest of my life”

Bea got red in the face and let out a tiny sigh. ”What a wonderful thing to say”

Her feverish longing to be with Kester made her more anxious to finish her education more speedily made her count the years. They seemed so long for her.

Kester frowned, wobbled his head, and with a perplexed look, said” The period of this life is like the wind of the desert, even joy and sorrow, beauty and deformity pass away so rapidly. You must not worry, time will pass swiftly”.

Bea as a final point said, “Thanks Kester, you are a great help in my life and I appreciate your doings and wisdom, I really do”.

She began to fan herself with one hand, and fished around in her bag for a paper handkerchief. She stroked her face with it and said, “Hmm, there is no breeze at all, it is warm in here”.

Kester peeped up in the sky, anticipated it would not shower.

Both of them felt quiet for a while.

Kester turned his head and saw some of the girl students walking along a lawn, thinking how keen some of the girls looked, outfitted in their regalia.

Bea, turning her face to watch where Kester was viewing said,”Hey I am envious, are you trying to find a bargain or are you trying to equate them with me?

Kester, smiling ironically, looking somewhat introverted said, “None of that, it was a spontaneous reaction; it is obvious that when people unexpectedly see things moving, they spontaneously gaze at what is going on. Your voice sounds very serious all of a sudden, is there something wrong?”

Bea stared at Kester and cuddled him tightly, overflown with happiness and packed with respite said, “Okay, no hard feelings”.

After Kester had left, she launched herself into her courses with enormous eagerness and astonishing commitment she, had earlier shown and anticipated to graduate with flying colours. She wanted to do well not only because of her own sense of egotism, but for Kester.

Bea`s education completed and her special moments

Bea had completed her studies. She had become an inspired and adroit teacher, enjoying and rejoicing in this role.

Oh how she loved Kester, his kindness, his loving nature, his willingness, a man who made it possible for her.

The consciousness that she obsessed about him in every way was like aphrodisiac, and just by thinking of him brought her to sweltering warmth and spur.

Bea longed for Kester. There was something fragile and twitchy about her. She did not seem real at all; it was, as if she was part of a dream, she has been dreaming and living it.

She was longing for Kester.

The longing had transformed Bea into a loving statuette. She stood for hours near her window, motionless; starring out towards her lawn, thinking Kester would come by.

Tears came pouring out of her eyes, and she wept and cried until there was no more tears inside her, and finally she slept.

The next morning she was all right. She spoke to a friend and explained everything, recounting the years back with Kester, her studies and her hard work and struggle at the colledge.

This distressed her so she decided to visit Kester when she knew that her sister Felicia was absent.

She knocked at the door.

She slowly said, “I am standing here, to visit you”

Kester opened the door and fastened his eyes on her slender well-formed figure, so exposed to him through the light quality of her material that adhered to her body in such a confrontational manner.

Kester steers at her beautiful curvy figure. Bea`s breasts taut under the fabric. He could see her nipples clearly upended cuttingly.

Bea`s face was compassionate and decisive, her movements were slow and passionately distressed.

Heat stormed through Kester`s head and flanks.

He was, sexually aroused.

He bowed, too emotional to communicate.

As he gazed at her, his yearning shot through him, and in the same shrill and pressing way that it always did when she was close to him. He had never desired a woman as much as he required her.

Bea had come to Kester in the front entrance, stood for a while and on tiptoed.

Kester smooched her, kissed her and held her tightly.

He ran to the windows and closed the curtains clinging and gluing to the arms of Bea determinedly.

Instinctively his hands surrounded her and directed her to the bedroom.

Their love for each other was strong and undiminished. Kester turned out the lights and made love to Bea.

Kester was quiet, his body held at an oblique angle. He shifted slightly so that their bodies amalgamated. They moved closer to each other, and Bea felt his hardness against her thighs.

Kester slipped her cloths over her shoulders and pulled it down past her breasts. He gazed deeply into Bea`s eyes, his love for her spilling out. He lifted his hand, stroked her cheek. He dropped his head against her stomach and his arms went around her. He smoothed his hands at her back and slowly over her buttocks.

Bea trembled and her desire for him swept through her. Her heart beat rapidly and her skin tingled in anticipation. She stroked his her, and then let her hands fall unto his shoulders, where they rested.

He covered her stomach, with wavering kisses. He stroke her back, her behinds and her thighs. His hands came to contemplate in the spineless mellifluous curls of hair that covered the rise in the middle of her legs. He separated the loving petals, stimulated the little folding of warm, wet skin that sheltered her womanhood.

There were protracted, gentle, prolonged kisses; his hands played amongst the scented folding, stirring, seeking, and conveying his tongue to join the search.

A violent and impulsive warmth erupted and began to pulse at her essential. The trembling and the pulsation increased. Her breathe was paroxysmal and shallow.

It felt too good that it was agonizing to sustain the feeling. Her body surrendered to the excess amount of pleasure it was sustaining. She vibrated.

The vibrating started, around her hips, and spread.

The entire body was, hooked up to an electrical stimulation. She was, frozen in position as her senses were, electrocuted repeatedly. She experience euphoria; and collapse, shaking.

Her entire body tingled. As his pushing continued to get faster, her body lifted from the bed as though something was trying to escape through her ribs.

He, pushing faster she felt the heat started to spread. The electric pulses grew strong moving outwards from her hips to her torso, to her arms and was unable to escape the shock waves. Her body lighted up and burst into a million pieces, collapsing   shaking, and speechless.

She wanted more.

A day after their lovemaking

In spite of her periodic happenstances with love making, Bea`s, oddity gave her peacefulness to precisely the point that it preoccupied her mind from the triviality of daily life. She had grown up. She was a woman.

She thought to herself one day as she was wandering round her home,

“If I had not met Kester I do not know what I could have done. Nevertheless, we cannot continue in this manner. I often wonder just how I should take it if Kester were to leave me. Sometimes my heart feels much worked up. I know have full of passion and aggressive longings. At times, it is possessed by empty and despairing acceptance to what one feels must be unavoidable.  When I think of all that dazzling life could ensure and become, I narrowly know how to contain my unpleasant and grief-stricken passionate state.

The only way to overcome them is to throw myself into marriage. Luckily, because in any average humankind, exalted emotions of this type do not last very long”.

Nevertheless, her life did seem to be very auspicious so she will clung to what she had a world of pleasantness and comfort.

Looking with bright eyes into singularly empty future, which seemed capable of being filled only with the help of Kester, she did not feel in the least inclined to marry. She was, everlastingly hooked with Kester.

Bea, “For a day or two I felt peculiarly, wobbly I was happy with strange joy that was unlike any other feelings I had known before. It was something of happiness of menace and agony.

However, the vital sense of self-conquest soon vanished, for within the next few weeks a good night’s sleep proved impossible”.

The revelation

Nearly two months later, Bea was asking herself why she not seen Kester. She hungered to see him desperately.

She suddenly grew animated and there was a new high-spiritedness about her. Closing the door behind her, she walked to Kester with her usual dignified rigorousness. She yelled anxiously, in her shrill voice, “Hello, hello, Kester”

Kester, coming out of the sitting room, said “Hello, Bea come in please”

Bea, entered and said,” I expect you to be alone; why are you sitting in darkness?”

Kester, putting the lights on, “I sometimes meditate in darkness”.

She disbelieved Kester, her eyes was, filled with curiosity and suspicion.

Bea said hurriedly, “Good evening”.

Her suspicious eyes evaluating him up. She hurriedly acquainted herself with the rooms. She had been there before, but sought to see if somebody, specifically her sister was in.

Kester took a deep breath, talked in a more even tone, “She leaves me alone a great deal these days, and you know she does. In fact, she is sometimes out with her other sisters”

Bea made herself comfortable on the sofa, sighed heavily and shook her head. “But why did you not come to me is something the matter?”

Kester, “No, of course nothing is wrong, it is just that she has to see her family from time to time”

Bea`s mouth tightened in displeasure. “I am also part of the family, why does she not visit me? Does she suspect something between you and me?

Kester, “Mmm! I don`t think so, anyway I do not know. I am sure there is right good explanation why she visits them”

Bea, “Ah! Well, I suppose there is”

A little while later, Bea leaned forward and kissed Kester. She lay on the sofa on her back, and starred at Kester, her eyes were wide opened and, unblinking. She smiled to herself thinking of the last time they met. She groaned and bestirred herself, then sat up. This time she opened and closed her eyes and adjusted them to the brightness. She was restless.

Bea, “I am in love, Kester. For the past two months, all I could think about was making love to you in a nice comfortable bed and now, that we are, together, we are ignoring it and decide on silence instead.

She took off her chemise, pushed herself up the sofa, bent herself, and wrapped her arms around Kester. He walked her into the bedroom and installed themselves in the middle of a large bed, where they lay.

Kester, “You are truly a gorgeous girl, did you know that?”

Bea, “That is why you are in love with me”

Kester, “Your eyes are like cerulean, do you also know that»? He gave her a touching look and puffed her a kiss.

Bea, “That is why we are her” Stretching her left leg and rubbing it.

Her happiness knew no bounds and she busted into ecstasy.

He smiled, analyzing her closely, hopping that her coming to him had not, upset her undeservedly, because he felt he did not receive her, enthusiastically.

Bea pleased with her eyes glittering with pleasure; she offered him a minor bow and a kiss in return.

Kester, “I must say you are most kind and lovely”

They made love.

Felicia`s reactions

Felicia arrived home; she hurried into the sitting room and took off her hat. She called Kester. Her voice echoing through the rooms

Everything was silent.

She quickly entered the bedroom and found her husband Kester with her beloved sister Bea levitating from their lovemaking.

She had not realized, as she was latter to realize through her own mental surrender; a feeling of rage, sadness, humiliation, and depression be bearable.

She focused more on the emotional side, because she was more likely to forgive an affair not involving emotion and was inclined to forgive Kester who had been smashed into the act.

She focused on their teen-agers, their finances, and their existence and was distraught with   feelings of disloyalty and anger,

She experienced conflicting feelings, from fury and self-blame to solipsism and optimistic assessment of their marriage.

The agony of love and fear filled Bea with ire and she sat at the edge of the bed humbly under disdain and embarrassment

Kester was, constrained by a sense of disgrace. However, it prompted Felicia to evaluate herself.  She felt as if she had ruined something and felt she was not good enough.

She felt miserable and lost all the fondness to Kester with feelings of emptiness. However, in a way, it created intensification in magnetism, inspiring a desire to pull him closer her. She felt selfish toward him feeling that Kester belonged to her and not Bea.

Felicia had a persistent sense of annoyance with what he had done because she had greater anticipations and respect for him.

Felicia had been seeing signs of it for years but she was not able to lay a finger on anything. She had note wanted the situation to happen.

She had been so preoccupied with everyday doings that she really did not have a chance to redirect on where they were emotionally.

Bea, her sister, the cause of this emotional firestorm, kept silent.

For the time being, the inflammatory emotions burned down whatever barrier might have existed between Felicia and Kester. She was so angry and despised herself.

She wished the affair had never happened.

Bea melted away the distress of her triviality into tears and grief and said to Felicia, “Sis, I had been living in complete denial about the entire situation. I was living a make-believe and not thinking straight. I really did not know what I was doing so forgive me sis.”

Bea came clean to minimize the upset.

Felicia said to Kester, “pointing the finger at you for having an affair with my sister is certainly not the best way to go. However, you must understand that it is my reactive means to overcome my anguish towards a highly destructive situation. I know you do not like to be, blamed, nobody does but I will not say sorry. I may journey to my parents for a while until things cool down”

For a few hurried moments, they did not come near to one another. Felicia was pregnant but she had hopes; and her anticipations were very sweet.

She journey to her parents. She never returned, she died from miscarriage due to heavy bleedings

Gradually, the circumstances of Felicia`s death, Kester could not grasp at first, began to acquire, coherence in his mind. Through news from the township and the priest who had buried her and the family, whose pity was gushy, Kester was able to piece together the details of the painful and messy death of Felicia.  She felt, he was, to blame and resigned to himself for some months.

The gruesome news made him realize, as he had never realized before, all what Felicia meant to him. They had four children together, Ceff and Leadbeater were the boys amongst them, and Ann and Diana were the two girls. Diana was the oldest.



Kester thinking back and philosophizing

His name was Ceff.

Before the death of Felicia, Kester was minding his businesses affairs. He was often at home with Felicia and had given birth to Ceff.

He was born in the year 1934, Friday at, ten minutes to midnight, on 24 August in the middle of a cold season the country had ever witnessed.

A lusty, robust, smiling, sucking his fingers and moving all his limbs vigorously. He came screaming into the world.

His mother Felicia called him the fighter and she was list surprised when she saw that his son was the one who in a crow, drew others to him. He had a “gift of the chit chat” He was the second born of her four children and the first born of his father, Kester. Felicia had a child Diana, before marrying Kester. Things at home have cooled down; however, there was never any problems in their marriage.

Felicia and Kester seemed to thrive well. There was no lack of good communication and they had a satisfying, successful lasting connubial relationship. They talked and shared feelings and engaged in playful chitchat. They both laughed at issues, and put them into perspective. Kester was seemingly honest with Felicia, because he clarified matters Felicia found repulsive.

Felicia, “Well, people do not usually find fault with themselves and husbands do not usually say what they have in mind to their spouses. Some fear it may hurt the other”.

Felicia thought it was another girl but this turned out to be a handsome active boy. Two years later in 1936, she delivered another handsome boy and three years after, another smashing girl in 1939, a year in history of the country when it was, shaken by a devastating earthquake.

Matched to his handsome exterior, Ceff had a superb athletic body. He was well muscled, strong and firm.

Neat and tidy at all times, he considered himself to be a bit of a fashionable lad. He liked fashionable clothes and wore them with flair and sophistication.

He was Felicia`s favourite.

His siblings were aware of this, but they were not jealous because they shared their mother`s feelings with him. His brother looked up to him, respected him and hero-worshipped him; his sister idolized him. Ceff was a lad of a kind, generous, compassionate and every ready to help.

The father, Kester on the other hand treated Ceff like a normal, ordinary lad. There was tranquility and peace at home.

Kester and Ceff were good friends and usually travelled together.

Once they travelled together on one of Kester`s business trips. There was much intimacy between them. They stock closely with each other.

One splendid day they travelled to the interior of a territory. They toured toward the deepest jungle.  Kester had some business dealings with the. Kester had his chauffeur who was well acquainted with the region.

The mother, the main confidence of Ceff and a friend. She always had been, she always would be- until the day she died. She asked Ceff not to travel because she was afraid of what will happen to him.

A short time later, Felicia retreated and said, “You are quick, bright, and intelligent; you have a powerful analytical ability and retentive memory, so you should help your father and accompany him.”

What gave such the idea to Felicia to tell Ceff and later retreated was not known, perhaps a mother`s premonition.

However, the trio, the father, the son and the chauffeur drove for several hours before approaching the region; they observed that the tropical sun and rainfall had retained the wilderness of the jungle because of the extremely scorching sun.

They drove further into the forest and observed that the region was sopping with water.

The trio were exhausted. Kester said. “Let us search for a comfortable cool spot to rest”

They had taken gallons of iced water along. However, by the time they arrived, the ice had, evaporated into vapor.  All the same, they comforted themselves by drinking it saying, “It is good for our health”.

They observed small creatures on top of the trees enjoying their usual meals. Observing the creatures made them hungry so, the chauffeur Mr. Boat unpacked their sandwiches.

Ceff with his sharp eyes observed some, heavy, bushy and thick brushwood piled up on their pathway. On top of that, the area was, murky, muddy, and misty and obscured presenting teething troubles for them to drive.

Ceff locked for treacherous, animals and chimpanzees. There were none and that calmed their nerves. However, there are many monkeys, but they are not afraid of them.

The night fell very brusquely and they covered themselves with blankets and dozed off.

The next morning they were, received by the most beautiful, multi coloured butterflies on earth, meeting in a sludge to acquire the minerals they required.

They tried to clear the debris, it was simply impossible but luckily, some friendly strangers all of a sudden emerged from the bush and offered to help them.

They strangers walked through the sludge and pulled the jeep. Some of them fell into the mud. They were, covered all over, with sludge, yet they continued to pull. Others wounded themselves in the process and yet they sustained.

Ceff remembering that her mother asked him not to travel at first said, “So it was a premonition perhaps I should have listened to my mother”

The strangers directed them through the jungle until they finally reached their destination. They walked slowly side by side the jeep, whilst they sat in the vehicle.

On the way, they observed that some of the strangers were superstitious but that helped to protect themselves from evil.

At the village, they were welcomed them.

Kester was a businessperson and they had come to buy some treasurable items.

They had travelled from a comfortable lifestyle into one, which they had to boil the water before they drank whilst the strangers drank the liquid, without boiling it, and unaffected.

Kester and his group remained for two days to inaugurate trade relationship with them. Kester had never visited them before; he was, endorsed by a comrade to trade with the natives.

All of a sudden, a huge man sprang out from behind one of the tall trees.  They were all panic-stricken, trembled, and perspired.

Ceff said, “This is a second premonition, perhaps we must travel back, mother was correct but I could not have left Dad alone”

However, in the end, it turned out to be a gigantic, lofty frightful man who was rather scared of us, putting up a brave face to ask for nourishment.

Kester said to Ceff, “It was good you accompanied me”

They travelled back and Ceff promised himself never again.

At home, Ceff narrated everything to his Mom, who said, “But I had more or less a kind of intuition, however, all well that ends well”

Memories of Bea

At home Kester leaned back on his chair, sat philosophizing reflectively.

For no reason at all he suddenly thought of Bea. She had a way of popping into his head when he list expected. He had not seen her for some time but, when he closed his eyes, he could see her face very clearly, in such details.

He was not intending to marry her because that would lead to the terrible bondage of married and complicated what he was sitting with already; he tried to put his mind off. However, it never worked.

He described every details about her with his eyes shut. At the same time, he felt it was a hopeless waste of time to do so. He was ambivalent. He had to occupy himself with something to avoid thinking of her or he could contact her straight away. He was not having it easy with himself.

Mr. Boat, the driver was, in good terms with Kester and was very loyal to him. He recognized that his boss was in dilemma and sat with him privately to chat about matters.

en asked, “What is this thing called love?

Kester replied, “Have you never been in love before”

Boaten, “No sir, I have never”

Kester said, “Well, romantic love is built on few important physical appearances of the one adored. Loving more than one person is not completely impossible. The additional love is, based upon diverse characteristics, thus the two loves balance rather than contrary. The one love is more lasting whilst the romantic love is temporally and periodic, depending on the corporal make known and, physiology of the person involved. It is like strong fascination. There is no sensible denial in loving two people at the same time: However, one can discuss this theme to endlessness”

Boaten, “So, people have different ideas about it, but emotionally, it will be agonizing to picture your lover in the arms of another person”.

Kester, “Yes indeed and that is what makes it difficult because I would not like to experience it myself. I am emotionally too allergic”

Bea and Felicia’s children

Years had gone by and the more Kester thought of Bea the more he detested himself for not contacting her. He relied upon the bulwark of Bea to give him some purpose to his existence, which seemed to have become singularly purposeless. His children needed mommy`s care.

In the painfulness of his despair, he revealed to Bea much of his torments and all his unpleasantness with a wisdom of leaving behind him all that life still apprehended of influence and well-being.

Determinedly he rejected the concern that he was lone in taking care of the children and, insolently maintaining that he did not have to go through this single-handedly, he needed Bea. The exertion was more disheartening beyond explanation.

To complete his nervous misery and speculations, children constantly required guidance and help from their parents but he was not at hand to administer them because of his work. That drove him to craziness.

He tried to take life’s setbacks in pace and get on with it rather than dwell on the pain of loss, no matter how challenging it seemed at first.

He hired a house cleaner, but then again when a surviving spouse was, left to raise young children alone the challenge of adjustment was enormous; and widowhood was harmful to his health.

He constantly remembered the absence Felicia.

Family members advised him with infuriating unity to get married very soon, but Kester resented the suggestions bitterly. What was important for Kester was to uphold normal doings at home, at school and in the communal wherever probable, and for Bea to give extra support for the children. They were still in love with each other.

Bea took time to give the children embraces and clasps. She favoured for the children constantly, repressed their uncertainties and anxieties and appreciated their own way of control.

She gave then abundant encouragements and inspirations and chattered plentifully with them. The children could not have been in better hands.

Bea is pregnant with Kester

The other sisters were, disconnected by the change in Bea, because she now avoided all but the most obvious duties, of looking after Kester’s children. The intrusive family soon turned into confused edginess because of jealousy. However, Bea was not baffled and in the process of playing a homemaker, became pregnant with Kester’s child.

It was a bitter depressing afternoon, and the rain with cold winds drove bursts of heavy rain into her face. Bea watched the rain dropping and wondered how; ever she was going to get through the fatigued souvenir of life. She was only at the commencement of her thirties’ she might have additional twenty, perhaps even thirty years to live. The outlook seemed abysmal, and she trembled with unhappiness to terminate the pregnancy as her numb legs wobbled underneath her.

She was apprehensive, and   did not know what was right or wrong. She endured sleepless nights because of the consequences to follow.

She had stomach discomforts, emotional and physical distress and had intense pressure to “get it over with.”

In the circumstance, she developed antipathy against mannishness.

She was ambivalent because, irritated and aggressive, defending herself for her action towards the pregnancy termination, however with the moral support from Kester, Bea recovered and her wits returned.

Her premonition was not to allow her future children encounter what she was going through.  The omen still holds.









Chapter 5

Kester had, left, the children had, grown-up

After twenty years of privileged life, Bea undoubtedly felt that whatever vicissitude she had encountered, she had had an enjoyed life. It was time for her to say “I do” and her parents evidently agreed to her intention.

Nothing could sojourn her complete hunger for marriage, or induce her to stop doing what she envisioned to do. She wanted to prove that she could keep herself employed as a teacher and get, hitched.

It was quite thrilling for Bea to be a defenseless female and felt that no one in her close surroundings was indifferent about her or whatever, happened to her.

Felicia`s children had grown to adulthoods and needed no chaperon. Kester had left the metropolis and had wedded a new woman.

Bea met menfolk who wanted to wed her. She did not take them seriously because Kester was there. After he had moved out, she still loved him and thought the men she encountered could not afford to give her a comfortable home. She was a teacher at work, and could take care of herself.

One strenuous sundown, after weeks and weeks work at the school, Bea almost blacked out. She was extremely flabbergasted and demeaned, probably because she thought she was going to pass on.

Bea had been feeling lonely lately and felt an urgent need to visit Kester.

Throughout the last preceding days, she had, experienced series of thundery nights. There was no moon or stars, so it was, gloomy. There were sporadic flurries of rain, distant rumbles of thunder and repeated sparkles of lightening.

She felt spooky and very deserted. She was restless and could only walk to her terrace but the rain kept on blowing against her. She watched the total blackness and hanged on to the wild echoes of the winds with a floor lamp, which the speediness of air kept on gusting out.

Short hours in bed seemed adequate because the nights were so mild.

Well, she decided anxiously that there was no harm in visiting Kester and travelled to visit him, no matter where he was and who was with him.  She recognized she was in for it. She felt animated on the other hand frightened. She knew she may possibly not because Kester was happily married; and to her passionate powerlessness not to do so, was, added the sharp salt of passionate inquisitiveness.

Bea`s husband first husband

“Close your eyes,” Amber said “and keep on closing it until I tell you to open them” Amber was a friend of Bea.

Bea, “Okay, I will do exactly as you say; smiling to herself and looking at her newly acquired shoes.

Her happiness knew no boundaries and she was bursting with joy.

Bea said, “Should I open my eyes now? By the way, what am I closing my eyes for, is it Kester?

Amber squeezed her face, “Why are you always thinking of that man. He is married and gone. You better block him out of your head”

Bea grinned at her. “What is it please tell me. I can`t wait.”

Amber, “There is a fine-looking man admiring you. He had watched you for the last forty minutes. He does not seem to take his eyes of you, do you know him”?

Bea eyeing at her own figure and flattering herself, “Where is he Amber, are you making fun of me? Why can`t I see him”

Amber, “Mmm! But you are looking at yourself, he is coming over here, don`t look at him it is not polite”

A tall man suddenly approached from behind a tree. He stopped suddenly, swung his head to Bea, and lifted his eye, lids. He blinked for a sec, smiled and took his sunglasses to shade his eyes.

It was cold that day, and has been for some time. Everywhere was dry and the sky was dreary: but the air was fresh and healthy and there was sunshine periodically.

Bea and Amber were interested in ornithology, the branch of zoology that studied birds. They were at the beach to enjoy themselves.

The birds dived and dipped and altered directions simultaneously as if there was some kind of intellect telling them what to do.

The strange man advanced close to them and interrupted, “There is no any front-runner but they categorically alter course at the same time, just as shoals of fish do”.

There was stillness and Amber looked at Bea.

“Pardon me, my name is Antachi, Robert Antachi,” He said smiling charmingly and extending his hand to greet Bea.

Bea was flabbergasted but pleased, swaying her body left and right. She intended to pull out her eye, glasses from her handbag to look at the man but in her apprehension, she pulled out her field glasses instead.

“Oh sorry, I am nervous, “She said admittedly, biting her fingers”.

The three of them had a good prank. They sat down and talked nineteen to the dozen. The chap was gregarious and charismatic.

He was well dressed in an expensive silver shinning suite. His manners portrayed a well-educated person. There was no ring on his ring finger. After a while, he invited the three of them to coffee. Bea had no appointments and nothing doing so she agreed. However, Amber wanted the two to be together so she invented an alibi and left.

The two strolled through a bunch of promenades; Mr. Robert Antachi called his chauffer and they drove in his   Mercedes Benz to a five-star hotel.

The beautifications, the illuminations, the flower set-ups and the gorgeous Eighteenth Century Rococo furniture impressed Bea and, in fact the whole kit and carbuncle.

He was a bachelor and a famous solicitor.

After the coffee, he asked Bea home.

As they entered the house……

Bea said, “You have a remarkable home, I must say”

They spent quite a long time at the home chatting. Bea left him very late.

Hereafter she visited Robert many times.

He finally proposed to Bea and they became man and wife.

Two years later

Bea was very happy for her first real pregnancy. It was her second pregnancy but Robert did not know about that. It weighed down on her.

At times, she worked very hard at school and at home. She thought of her first pregnancy with Kester and that distressed her psychologically and made her even gloomier.

Consequently, with all these psychological problems her pregnancy was turning out to be a difficult one.

She developed morning sickness and edema in her lower extremities. Her morning sickness was becoming severe and the nausea often continued during the day. Her vomiting was getting more severe and she was, weakened. Robert was very concerned about her and sympathetic about her disorder. He thought a doctor was, needed or perhaps she should be, hospitalized but Bea refused, she knew about the underlying issue. Her pregnancy with Kester was on her mind.

Although, the baby represented so much to her and more than she could bear because the baby was not only the fruit of their love and their first child, but also the beginning of a family of her own which she had so yearned for many years.

Her sickness prompted her to take care of her health and her diet not to endanger the baby and to stay fit.

They had a darling girl she was, christened Alex.

Her marriage to Mr. Antach fell apart after a couple of years due to variety of misunderstands and mistrustfulness. Probably, Bea had Kester at the back of her mind.

Five years later…

Amber felt into the habit of dropping in to see Bea two times a week. Bea has now been married for five years.

One afternoon, Bea went shopping and she was a little late in coming home. When she arrived in the house, it was noise.

She thought there was a large get-together; but was surprised to find out that, there were few people in the house playing his newly acquired record player and making all that fuss.

When she entered the sitting room, she was, introduced by her husband to a fine-looking girl, short and who looked somewhat ill at ease when she first saw me.

She was dressed in a beautiful expensive blue silk with a long, shambled skirt that covered her chubby legs. She had well-developed upper body. Her arms were a little chunky, but her neck was long and pretty.

She was, not very excited to see me, and her, brown eyes simmered.  There was no doubt; she was a very appealing and desirable young woman. It was obvious that unless she took care of herself she would develop an inappropriate chubbiness.

Robert asked me to sit down and I found myself placed between this young girl and another nervous girl. She was about fourteen who talked at the top of her voice.

Bea, “I wonder if I have landed on another sphere”.

It was for Bea very uncomfortable to be there.

Bea, “I wish Aber had accompanied me”

A man came into the room. He had a rough, unfinished expression. He had a short somewhat horizontal nose, a sensual mouth, and a darker complexion.

He was obviously a family member by the way he talked spontaneously to them. His virility was imposing.

There was nothing cheeky in his manner, and yet Bea got the impression that he was missing a humoristic sense and sensitivity.

He conversed with Bea.

Bea wondering, “What is he really thinking?” when he made conversation with me.

Bea, “that I am sure I will never find out”.

The young woman with the silk was obviously unsure of herself and I conceived the notion that she was someone closer to Robert than I previously thought. She had already fashioned her own belief about me. However, I did not care whatever she thought of me.

We sat and chattered for some hours. I could not hark back to all that was, discussed but the meaning of it was vibrant in my recollection.

I was staggered for being, asked to join them that day, for after a little aimless conversation they began to tête-à-tête of a matter that I thought they could have desired to debate in private.

I could not make up my mind whether it was wise for me to get up and go or whether as a host I should be good mannered to stay a little longer and find an alibi to leave.

As far as I could gather, there was something quite sinister. That woman was, connected to Robert in other ways than I had imagined. She was Robert`s concubine and her fourteen year-old girl was Robert`s daughter.

She said down and thought, “Honestly, single men seem more unpredictable than married men do, they can cause more spectacle, harm and needless pain in one’s life if they do not have respectable purposes. Oftentimes they are not. Maybe, this man, Robert is disingenuous and perhaps he will leave me bewildered and confused one day. The only man I have ever known is Kester, with him I am secured”

Suddenly she got up, brimming over with pride because she had made up her mind to be cautious about Robert. That incident was, edged on the tablets in her memories.

Bea, developed a canny sense about life

From that day on, she developed a careful sense about life. She was, so disciplined and contrived to go her solitary way.  She happier when she was not married to him.

Bea sat down one day rememorizing, “When I was much younger and at the junior school, I contrived to go my solitary way. The youth wanted to meet each other for the sake of friendship, but not I did not.

However, after I met Kester, my feelings reached a point of no return.  I began to distinguish actual events from tales, dreams from truths. These vital discoveries of my feelings came thick and fast. After some years of marriage, I feel like seeing life as it really is.”

Her exhausted face had an outstanding happiness with marks and codes of cleanliness and blamelessness. Yet, she was ready to spend all her emotions on happenstance with Kester.

Bea had learnt much about the shocking mistakes she had made in life.  It seemed to have involved many hitches.

On the other hand, she felt that with competent hands around her, she had a stress-free life. She had not recognized beforehand that to be, and no one else, together with Kester was, that entire she wanted.

“Although, I do not see him often my courage is not tumbled-down; I am not the kind of person to give up easily,” she said.

She acknowledged that she had made a mistake by wedding Robert and was aware of the consequences to follow. She was sure that she was not creating something out of suitability or fantasy but real.

She knew that she had enthusiasticeness and jollity, humor and good manners as well as beautiful looks thus; it was not a difficult task to find another husband. Her marriage to Robert had changed all that for all times.

Bea separated from Robert and for many years continued to see Kester more frequently than before. From time to time she learnt from people about what was happening to Kester`s children. She was in fact their second mother.

All she knew was that the children had been scattered all of the country so, she thought it was not likely to run across any of them.

She did not move in the same circles and places as the children did although she was a teacher. It was very sad that she had gone so completely to seed.  Only a few family members knew where the children were but were not sure and none could claim closeness with them.

Bea`s circle of relationship had no idea about where they were.

However, she had planned to find out where they were and to visit them one day. She missed them.

 Bea working as a teacher

As free as a bird, she could do what she wanted; Bea continued her work as a Teacher. The life suited her. She was very happy.

She was, well, disciplined and austere but good with children.

The library was good and she read a great deal.

Amber visited her. She was, deeply impressed by their learning, their piety and their routineness as she had scheduled and organized courses and lessons for the children. It was not an idle life because, the children had desires for learning and were happy.

Amber enjoyed the splendour of happiness the children displayed, their eyes, glowed with satisfaction. Smiles saturated the classrooms testifying to their progress, development and achievement. They were, constantly occupied.

There was something supportive to, the orderliness, of their daily work, because, of the energy and the spirit they display. All these gave indication of a, supervised and guided, scholars.

The children felt gratitude to her.

Bea`s family

For the first time in ten years, Bea spent her holidays alone. Though older, she was wiser, and looked like a young adult; and she was as beautiful as ever.

Like a boundless pool, at the family home, the county lay in May, sunshine. The twisting winds of spring, brushed the sky, blue, and swept minor clouds away from the hills.

Bea`s family lived in harmony. The coherent lifestyle made them feel they were in another world, a world of joy.

Bea was not on her own; she had two other sisters, Eileen and Elizabeth.

Eileen had religious beliefs. She was independent and lay emphasis on spiritual exploration. She was single and never married.

Elizabeth was more of a nervous, but a serious type. She was hesitant in speech, a stammer. She was very stringent authoritarian but very charming.

Elizabeth married a prominent man, arranged by Felicia before she passed away. She hardly associated herself with Eileen and Elizabeth.

She had four children, one daughter and four boys.The Effects of Romantic Relationships in the Workplace

The family had a sugar cane plantation. They loved the farmstead, the woodland, and the small houses in the neighborhood, with their cape like rooftops and the river that flew into the planks towards the lowlands. The air on the farm was calm and gentle.

The footpath leading to the farm was bumpy and fragmented, filled with slimy sludge, and creepy small bugs flew around in the cool soothing air.

One day Bea came across a strange man on the farm who wanted to make friends with her.

Bea negated and said frankly to him thinking that he was harassing her.

“You are not good-looking at all and in fact, you are the most, ugliest and obnoxious man on this planet.”

The tall strange man reacted, “But you look so attractive”.

Bea said teasingly and wondering about the bizarre affection, “You are too tall with a short body, your legs are elongated, your arms are stretched out and you look awkward. Firstly, you have to deal with the length of your limbs, they too lengthy.

The stranger said playfully, “But I was born that way, I cannot help it. I like you anyway, I have hankering for you”

Bea said good-humoredly, “You have a right-angled face with protruding cheekbones and an outsized mouth. How can you love? For you as a man, desires of that sort have no emotional meaning”

The man was, to some degree charming. At least he was daring and fancied Bea. He disappeared hurriedly into the greeneries hiding his face.

Bea was, always joyful, full of fun and unique sense of humour but then again, the rest of the family had teething worries comprehending her. She was droll and witty.

Bea`s first daughter Alex

Alex was Bea`s first child with Robert.  She was cared for by Robert`s parents after the separating. Bea had custody but she lived with her grandparents. She grew up to be a beautiful woman. She was, trained as teacher like her mother.

Alex married Christ. This man was an interesting fellow. He was hard working but enjoyed drinking alcohol.  It was always difficult for Alex to make reasonable conversation with a drunken man. The sober were always at a disadvantage with him.

Alex could discuss about important problems for few minutes but it was always in a boring, uncomfortable manner. He was frequently mad as hell, bad-tempered, bully and uncontainable.  That restrained their relationship, which ended in turmoil.  Alex was determined not to let him goad her into losing her temper but it did not hold. She was regularly losing her temper.

Alex felt overwhelmed by the relationship and occasionary people looked at her strangely. She sensed they thought she was unapproachable, unforthcoming and an elitist, and often they seemed wary with her. His drinking was unrelenting, and Alex found it was unbearable to live under the umbrella of drunkards. She broke up with him.

They separated and had one child, a boy.

She is now retired and live by herself in her son`s house, after passing through vicissitudes of life, in a reclusive area.







With a Bachelor

One sunny day, Bea found herself staring into the face of a handsome man. Her heart dropped.

Bea shipping at a Shopping mall, and sighting a man she had seen previously, “For heavens’ sake what are you doing here?

The eligible bachelor said, breaking into a warm and affectionate smiles “Going shopping as you can see”

Bea, Can`t your wife do the shopping for you?”

The man, “Don’t you know, I am not married”

Bea extending her head looking up, “No, I do not know, I would not have asked if I knew. Nevertheless, what are you waiting for? And by the way, I have forgotten your name”

The man, “I thought you remember have you forgotten it”?

Bea, somewhat cheeky, “I would not have asked if I remembered”

The man. “Well, the name is John, John Antwi”

Bea, “Oh! Yes, I can remember, now I can. It was rather silly of me to forget”

John, smiling with contend and bemused, “Now you remember, I am so happy to see you. I am not married and have never been”

Bea grinning, “What are you waiting for?”

John waving his head up and down, smiling, “I am waiting for the right woman”

Bea, still grinning and wobbling with her hands, “So, you have stayed all this time without finding the right woman? Just what kind of a woman are you waiting for?

John, “A woman like you”

Bea, smiling and saying joking, “I am flattered, but do you think you can afford me?

John, a little disappointed but holding up courage, “You are joking, of course I can afford you, but you are already married”

Bea beaming paradoxically, “I was but I have been out of it long time ago”

John, joyful but making as if he was remorseful, “Oh! I am sorry, very sorry”.

Bea, “Don`t not feel sorry for me, it was a good thing I got out. You would not have met me if was still in it, so do not be hasty to wish me something you may regret on”

John, his face in a sign of exclamation, “What do you mean by, something I may regret on?”

Bea, “Don’t be foolish, you are a man, are you not? I am a woman, am I not? You are not, wed; neither am I so, do not ask silly questions.

John, “Okay, that was very unwise of me, but you must understand that I have always wanted you but you never gave me a wink. At a certain point I thought you even despised to see me around”

Bea, looking grim, and finding it strange, “Don`t say that, I have eyed you a number of times but you are too silly to observe”.

John, “Hmm, that is heartwarming to hear, I did not believe in myself. I thought you were too beautiful to be had, there were others finer-looking than me, so I always hid myself to wink you”

Bea, “Why don`t we find somewhere cozy to talk. I will cook you a nice dinner afterwards”

John drawing in his breath “This sounds good and perfect I am starving”

Bea, “Let’s go to me then”

John, “Great, this is the best day in my life; it is good I wake up early today. But let us go to mine”

Bea starred at him, “Let us go if you are ready”

John, “I have few shopping to make before we go, I will be grateful if you can assist me”

Bea, “Alright”

Both of the strolled to the shopping Mall and after, they spent the day at John`s house.

At home, Bea cooked a palatable dinner. They sat and chartered for the rest of the day and they listened to each other in fascinating mood.

The proposal

For a couple of months, Bea and John tried new things. They went to innovative places collected, and found out to some degree things, neither of them had tried before. They traveled to remote places neither of them had been before. They cooked and grilled together, joked, amused and pampered themselves. They exploited new destinations. John was amused, satisfied, and proposed to Bea, which she wholeheartedly agreed. They were, joint in matrimony.

Their daily routine

During their relationship, Bea was the sauna of his everyday living.  He hugged her every day.  They cooked together; travelled to places, teased each other and he took time to talk with Bea every day. None of them was tired to the limits of human endurance. It was an agreeable relationship.

During the mornings, Bea would say, “Good morning darling, it is time`” or John would say “Good morning” depending on who woke up first,

John would respond, “Yes “puselid” honey bear, I am awake”

Bea would respond. “Honey bear”

They hugged and   threw a couple of kisses to each other.

Bea quickly, went to the bathroom, completed her womanly routine and dashed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

John made the bed, rushed to the kitchen to give Bea a hug and a kiss. He dashed to the bathroom to complete his part of the manly routine.

They sat at the table and ate their breakfast. They then prepared themselves for work. John opened the car door for Bea and drove Bea to work. He gave Bea a couple of kisses and a hug. Hereafter he drove himself work.

When Bea finished work, she waited for John and they drove home.

They sat and chattered and relaxed.

John pealed the potatoes whilst Bea made the stew. After the food was prepared they sat, ate, and reported happenings at work and cracked jokes. If it were rice, for dinner. John cooked the rice whilst Bea prepared the stew and the salad.

After supper, matters of importance were, discussed and bills, if any were paid or posted the next day.

After that, they played their favourite game of Ludo.

In the evenings, they both sat and watched the television, holding hands, kissing and making comments.

During the weekends, they cleaned the house together, and went out to friends. They pampered themselves.

During vacation time, they traveled to places and exploited places neither of them had been before. Their daily life was scheduled. Each one was responsive to the other’s needs.

However, each had days apart to visit families or otherwise.

They had pledge, initiative and obligation to encourage and foster their marriage and that initiative came from both of them. They were in tune with each other’s frame of mind, forbearance and flexibility.

They had a life worth living and a kind of healthy esprit de corps they shared.

John woke up one day, his eyes widening as he stared at Bea, he grasped her in the arms and squeezed her to him and said, “I always want to say this, and it is continuously in my mouth. I constantly thought what I would do if you were not there. How can I live without you? The fact is, I cannot live without you and I do not anyway. You see Bea, I love you very much, and I really do”

Bea was flattered and touching John`s face gently she said, “Thanks love; the children were, produced out of my love and my passionate feelings and our need for each other. Deep in the inner recesses of my heart, my love for you remains intact and unmovable: that is an inescapable fact”

Tranquility descended on the house and Bea was the most contended person in the whole world. She was the most gratified in a way she had never been in her whole life.

To Bea, John was a model husband.

They had three children, two boys and a girl. The boys preferred working after their basic school education whilst the girl went further to be, trained as a teacher.

Chapter 6

Bea`s second separation

And thereafter

A short time after Christmas all these loving gestures from John ceased abruptly, Bea realized that John`s work was taking an upper hand of him, but what troubled Bea was his physical withdrawal from her. What actually, troubled Bea was his lack of attention in her and her welfare. She found that weird, obdurate and wounding. The prototypical husband had suddenly turned into the classical extra-terrestrial.

Bea speculates, “Is it because of me? I know I have done no wrong or is, it because of another woman or is it because he needed the camaraderie of masculine company?  Is it because he missed the hurly atmosphere of his family, where they dance and yell at each other? On the other hand, perhaps, our, daily routine work, is, getting to him; he had, had enough?

Bea suddenly turned into an old woman, her age redoubled, her hair suddenly turned white and her face began to wrinkle because of constant speculation. People began to think she was gravely ill whilst John was putting on weight.

John did not care about Bea`s welfare and did not even attempted to explain why he was in that mood.

Bead held everything “Tus” and kept everything inside her. The only person who knew about her personality and her emotions was Kester but he was not around.

Her children had grown and she was alone with her husband.

Bea was unable to teach for the fear that inquisitive intruders, whose only duty was to laugh and despise failures, would interpolate with her life, bombard her with questions, and that would make bad situation worse. She filled for a sick leaf.

Staying at home even aggravated and intensified her condition. It gave her ample time to speculate.

John came home late at night every day from work looking happy, emancipated and contend. He refused to talk and kept himself busy with himself. It was an unbearable situation to live in until one day.

It was one afternoon, Bea had finished all of her domestic activities and despite being, surrounded by innumerable, and often disorderly, she sat herself on the bed, sad and downcast. Something struck her to look inside the double cover of the wastepaper bin.

Bea debated with herself looking so sad and ambivalent, “Why, inside the double cover of the wastepaper basket and for what”?

She sat down on the kitchen chairs, and said, “But what would, I be, looking for?”

The doorbell suddenly rang. There was somebody at the door.

Bea left the kitchen and ran to open the door. There was the mail carrier delivering some mails. She took the mails and ran quickly back to the kitchen. She heard the door opening, it was, her husband John. He had come home to collect some items to the office.

John did not say hello, he was pensive and absent minded. His face was grim and his movements were dis-coordinated. He looked wretched and weary. He took the mails in his handbag. He had been waiting for the mail, the reason why he came home.

After the collection of the mail, he circled around the dustbin twice not knowing I was watching him. He then sparked the bin with his left foot, went straight to the door and departed. It was weird and bizarre; and Bea thought he was getting crazy or something.

Anyway, Bea walked to the dustbin, looked at the second cover of the bin and saw a bunch of letters from solicitors on pending cases of legal proceedings. John had two children outside their marriage. He was paying child supports to two mothers, which was due a year ago.

This infuriated Bea and decided to move out of the relationship. She packed her belongings and departed to her own apartment, which was still empty and in good shape. That ended her second marriage.

Time passed.

Bea, “Love and hate come and go,” She said, sitting down comfortably in her chair at home.

She had passed through numerous forms of life and along narrow thoroughfares but she never lost hope. Even though her sense of loss wrapped her, she was carefree. Her beauty had, returned, and she was more beautiful and even sweeter than before.

There was a time in her life when she had no one. All she had was Kester. Now she had four children.

The dull weather gave way to the most glorious conditions she had ever seen in years. Blue skies and bright sunshine lifted her spirits. So did the trees bursting at the seams with green buds.

She gave up her work as a teacher and thought of something else. She intended to start her life afresh.

Luckily, her good deeds at the school did not abandon her. She got a job at girl’s correctional home.

It was a center for teen girls between the ages of 12-16 years old. The center was located in the beautiful, peaceful location of the country, within a lovely city. The center was, highly honored, by parents and endorsed, because, they felt that the staff loved what they did and were committed. The staff members were passionate and enthusiastic about helping the teens succeed.

Bea traveled to the region and started working at the center.

The staff members were, women, they were all married.

Bea was happy, and her heart did, a tiny flip-flop of joy and her brown eyes glistered than ever. There was a radiance about her.

Kester visited her several times, but then again, Bea became too anxious, too tense to see him. She envisioned how life could have been with him. She always flashed with sympathetic looks whenever Kester visited her. They bloomed, smiled, glanced at each other, chartered and expressed their feelings. She had wanted him for years, for as long as she could remember, even when she was married with Robert and John.

On one occasion when Kester visited her, Bea began to laugh quietly in a way she had not chuckled before for years and her vivid brown eyes danced, like a bird with a vivid plumage. She had the impression that he was alone most of the time and lacked companions. She was also alone and spending most of the time by herself.

A slow and dreamy – a woolgathering moment smile warmed her lips and his eyes were inviting.

Bea and Kester on one occasion

On one occasion when Kester visited her, Bea began to giggle, – a foolish laugh in a way she had not giggled before for years and her glowing brown eyes danced.

She asked Kester to stay at supper.

At Bea`s apartment, she parted her moist lips. She smiled her most attractive and delightful smile and lay on the bed. She let her eyes roam over him provocatively. Kester had not realized what a voluptuous figure Bea had for a long time. She was curvy in a tight dress and had a curvaceous pleasing bosom.

He squeezed her arm, starred at her and kissed her. Moreover, as she cuddled up to him she knew she had nothing to worry about except to give herself to him. They made love.

Kester had never wanted Bea to go to work although he helped her with education, but if Bea wanted to do so, it was all right for him.

All these therefore, became a driving force in Bea`s life, the desire for him. She had always known, in herself, that her love for him would never vanquish.

Bea`s work

However, Bea concentrated on her job.  The work was neither difficult nor complex; it was convenient, in that, the working hours were appropriate and the girls submitted to the rules of the center.

The work gave, Bea a sort of gratification, and she threw herself into it with her usual enthusiasm and energy. As she went about the work, there was always a smile on her face.

“This is exactly some of the things I wanted,” She said with a beam on her face.

Bea resigns despite her enthusiasm at work

One Sunday, at the Center, she watched a handsome man enter the gateway. He wore an amazingly impressive white shirt, a dark purplish red tie and wore black pants for casual wear.

The man looked up at her.

Bea took a deep breath, stabilization and calming herself. She leapt to her feet and hurried to him, her face shinning.’

The man glanced and beamed at her again.

Bea was happy and regained in spirit at least something of the glow of the status of woman. She thought she would be a fool to allow work to interfere with a delight in the passing moment that she might not fully again so fully.  Her heart was, filled with diffusing warmth and friendliness of people and memories of the past.

He did not talk much but his presence was, a sufficient chat; He was so easy, so agreeably cheery that Bea could not ask more of him than what he gave.

The man glanced at her again and said, “I have never seen such a beauty in this center before. I never believed such a beauty existed”

When he spoke, it was with a smile on his lips.

Bea was, stricken dumb with astonishment and surprise and stood so still that you might have thought she was hypnotized. Her breath was hurried and her eyes were, fixed in the same position for a minute. He was a kind of a man Bea would not hesitate to pass a lonely evening. Bea`s aloneness translated into aspiration and had conceived the desire for company. She gazed again as if she could not belief to meet such a man. It was love at first sight.

She did not care what became of her and flung herself into the company of the alien and to get, even with life and menfolk, which had treated her so unkindly. She resigned her post.

Bea`s third time proposal

One Sunday, at the Center, she watched a handsome man enter the gateway. He wore an amazingly impressive white shirt, a dark purplish red tie and wore black pants for casual wear.

The man looked up at her.

Bea took a deep breath, stabilization and calming herself. She leapt to her feet and hurried to him, her face shinning.’

The man glanced and beamed at her.

Bea was happy and regained in spirit at least something of the glow of the status of woman. She thought she would be a fool to allow work to interfere with a delight in the passing moment that she might not fully again so fully.  Her heart was, filled with diffusing warmth and friendliness of people and memories of the past.

He did not talk much but his presence was, a sufficient chat; He was so easy, so agreeably cheery that Bea could not ask more of him than what he gave.

The man glanced at her again and said, “I have never seen such a beauty in this center before. I never believed such a beauty existed”

Bea was flabbergasted and stood so still that you might have thought she was hypnotized. Her breath was hurried and her eyes were, fixed in the same position for a minute. He was a kind of a man Bea would not hesitate to pass a lonely evening. Bea`s aloneness translated into aspiration and had conceived the desire for company. She gazed again as if she could not belief to meet such a man. It was love at first sight.

She did not care what people would say even if she flung herself into the company of the alien or get even with life, which had, treated her so cruelly. She resigned her post.

They made a date and Bea met him later at his apartment. The man was the assistant director of the center. His name was Sammy, Sammy Wilson.

Bea had the requisite qualities for; “equal to task”. She was not lightheaded and lacking seriousness. Neither was she a silly giggle or effusively or insincerely emotional, she was not mawkish; rather she gave an impression of lovely purity and a strange loftiness of soul. She was not a self-pitying type.

Bea said to Sammy one day, “I want to search for a job as a welfare worker”

Sammy said, “I am not particularly in favour of that activity, but why do you want to work”?

Bea, biting her teeth as if she was going to cry, said “But I cannot stay at home without working. I am a hardworking woman”

Sammy, “Why don`t we wed instead”

Bea`s face changed and smiled humbly, rotating her eyes and said” That`s better, you can call the priest now and let`s get married. That was what I was waiting for and, that takes a long time to propose”

Sammy, “I was rather waiting to see if you would say yes. I was apprehensive that you will say nope”

There was a break in proceedings.

Bea, she viewed up grumpily, “Why are you proposing now, because you sense I will say yes”?

Sammy, “No, you should not conclude that way, I wanted to tell you that confidence is a demoralizing passion and I do not possess that”.

Bea, “So, are you self-assured now?”

Sammy, “Yes, sureness to earn you to me”

Sammy,” Let us rather organize the ceremony instead of quarreling”

They both decided to organize the formality.

A gathering at Bea and Sammy`s place

Bea was contented with her life, and with Sammy. Her marriage was solid; this time she felt now that she had a family of her own. Their relationship was superb and they were always happy, laughing, and easygoing.

Amber was still Bea`s friend. She was, introduced to Sammy. She looked at the man wobbled, lowered her voice and said point bank, “This marriage is a mistake, I know the bloke, this type is no good”.

Bea was, heartbroken and ordered Amber to leave immediately.

They were, surprised, and shocked that they were, unable to speak, Amber left hurriedly saying, “Bea, do not ever say I did not tell you”. Sammy`s mother was at the gathering. She sat near Bea.

She asked with a low and warm voice, “Is everything all right with you, my dear?”

Bea said, “Yes mother, I am all right. I hope this is going to be an auspicious day”.

Bea leapt to her feet and hurried to Sammy, her face was grave with concern.

She took hold of Sammy`s arm in the most moving way and said. “I am never going to let you go. Never. I will never leave you.”

She took a deep breath again, to stabilize herself and said, “Oh Sammy dear, I love you”

Sammy swayed his head left and right, glanced at Bea, and blinked with an eye.  After a minute or two, he turned to her.

His eyes were austere, he said. “Something is rotten in Denmark”.

Bea looked at him indignantly and said, “What a heck does that mean?”

Sammy took up his hold and went on his way. He saw the garage door opened.

Bea was silent. She wondered whether that was the only reason for the unexpected step or whether there were some truth in what Amber said.  The fact was Bea did not know how deeply he loved her.

She said, “Most people would protest against what Amber said and even invent some kind of reason to persuade the people gathered that it was not true or at least say something jovial but not just leave by the back door. I suppose that is why there are so many calamitous marriages”

There is peace in the family and Bea became pregnant. It was during Bes pregnancy that Sam exhibited his calvaliership. He was compassionate and sympathetic as well as obliging.

During Bea`s pregnancy, he said,” Bea, do not use high levels of Vitamin A, because it is not heathy to the baby, it might further deformity.”

Bea looked very entertained and said, “When did you become a doctor?”

Sam, looking very pleased said, “The answer is simple”

Bea, “But Sam, you do not have to answer that. However, I need more water to stay hydrated because it is hot in here and you know doctor, that I am physically active”.

Sam indefatigably said, “Oh I have been reading ever since the beginning of your pregnancy. When I fix my eye on something, I haunt it with the persistence of a plant scientist who exposes himself to hazards of torrents, earthquakes, diseases, and even unfriendly inhabitants to find flowers of unusual shapes and colours of uncharacteristic frequency. I mean what I say and do what I mean”

Bea was completely astonished and even quivering, she said, “Why were you arrogant and annoying before?  Why did you put up with the disgrace and without any painful emotion when Aber said that you were no good, but suffered the ignominy of running through the garage door? You ignored any denial, but swallowed her insolence”.

Sam, listened with all ears, his face frowning, said, “You are correct, but do you recollect that I have on one occasion expressed that I have no self-reliance in myself?”

Bea, with hesitant face expression, “Yes, I remember, but I did not think it was that massive. How can you determinedly express your masculinity without becoming icy, or closed-hearted, or weak, ineffectual, and powerless on the other? What is the most affectionate way for a man to express himself? You have to learn to make real decisions and conclusions. You should understand the power of choice and know that life go bad when you nose dive and flourishes when you decide on a clear route. I often ask myself what was, the cause of the snobbishness that obsessed you, a man who was, so intelligent, so kindly, and so cultivated, a sub-director of a center. You were no upstart. You own your attitude.”

Sam, diving his head between his legs, “In fact, you are fairly right, I will make the determination next time. I believed it was thoughtless to respond. She spoke her unfounded opinion.  I do not really fancy her”

Bea, wondering, “Have you two met before?

Sam, undetermined and mumbling, “Y- e -s, it w-a-s many y-e-a-r-s ago”

Bea, getting somewhat frustrated and infuriated, “But why have you not told me?

Sam, released from his muttering, “You did not ask”

Bea, very irritated, “Tell me now, have you two been lovers”

Sam, what a straightforward question? He responded, “Yes”

Bea was flabbergasted, released but heated said, “And you have kept this from me, making me look like a domestic beast of burden. Amber had said nothing to me but then of course, it had not been actual. We do not see each other often and moreover she did not know that it was you until she was introduced”.

Sam, in a released mood said, “Exactly, I did not know you were friends and that she was coming to the get-together. I was shocked when I saw her standing suddenly there.”

Bea, more at ease and stress-free, “Well, never mind, that was before me. So, what she said about you were no good was correct?”

Sam, “We had a couple of disagreements that alienated us from each other”

Bea, “Okay, let us let sleeping dogs lie”

Sam, “Let us rather support the life inside you. Let me help you with some juices, tea, or soft drinks, what will you prefer?”

Bea, “I have strong urge to ice cream, can you beat that”?

At the back of it, all was a passionate romanticism

Sam. “Okay, I will go buy some, what flavour do you want? Keep on with your aerobics; it will lower the risk of preeclampsia, pains of pregnancy, constipation, and exhaustion”

Bea, “Ayaa! Doctor, any taste, but preferable, strawberries”.

Sam, before she went outside, contended, reenergized and proud said,” I have cautiously chosen you Bea. What made me to embark upon the work at the center was, with apprehension. I had known the proprietor for many years. He asked me to join them. I had constantly sought out a work that inspired and challenged me and absconded those who held me back. This work was not one of them”

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June 14, 2015 § Leave a comment

Prof Dr Jeff Akvama

A human is born a free individual with equal qualities, equal rights, equal opportunities, equal wisdom, and equal sense of right and wrong. They include but, are not carried out in accordance with established or prescribed rules of education, scientific researches, high academic status, and liberal fields and particular technical skills. We have a limited period during which an action, process, and condition exist and take place.

Prodigious, emotionally resilient and intense changes in society and the collapse of some of our valued principals have often produced a belief that poverty should be regarded as immoral and wrong in a tolerant way without criticizing it but, richness should be considered as good practice. Moral principles governing appropriate conduct of human beings should be honesty, open-mindedness, respect, and the hope that things will turn out well.

There is a great sense of adventure and pioneering enthusiasm among human beings. It is from our deep desire for life that we should pose to grasp the meaning of life of those who from years of unsuccessful attempts in life, and who wish to end their suffering, should know that we care about them.

Poor or rich, perfect or not, we have at least deepening knowledge of life because we endeavour to start life afresh.

For us to grasp the meaning of existing in this physical world from a sound judgment, we must look into the past for the foundation of the present. There are far too many disasters we must try to survive them by taking precautionary methods. You must listen to your instincts.

There are vast areas in which civilized initiatives, inventiveness, and creativities demand direction and control. We must not desist because the duties and activities to be accomplished are so vast and that the aid we offer would be a drop in the ocean. No, these little drops will make an Ocean. There should be meaningful achievements and should not be incorporated with profits and oppressions.

It is in the light of our meaningful doings that the generation that would come into control of life, the generation that will question the whole kit and caboodle, will make an attempt to shape the future and device ways of achieving a clever and honest world for the betterment of humanity.

Time changes and natural catastrophes have had devastating effects on human lives and economic growth but we must survive. The moods of people have changed. Security and livelihood of societies are damaged. Success of individual efforts to help can only be achieved by smartened understanding. Our vitality, ability, zest, affinity of the mind, spirit, and temperament can help to defeat grief and to achieve spiritual dimensions and a level of existence. The dead cannot be revived and financial problems incurred cannot be dealt with so quickly but as long as there is life there is hope. Our attempts to survive would be an achievement to be admired and respected as a proof of victory, liberation, vitality and passion and humanness.

Society’s mercy is in the hands of the Maker, a fight for achievement should accompany a search for a road that would make the future a living journey, undimmed by shadows of social and natural calamities. But first, we must make right decisions in our lives. Problems arise especially for many for whom it is all too easy to misinterpret life; thus, their selections, choices and interpretations are sometimes too demanding to accept and too problematic to agree to their decisions that seem right. However, we must endeavour because it may leave them with loneliness, frustrations and self-pity. Their impulses in life may vanish with their perception in destruction. We all live in a world in which determinations and selections, though shadowed by unpredictability, remain the only comparative means of existing. People learn to live.

Hopeful impressions of our conscious minds can be helpful towards these rejections. Some sections of people should not become inventors and others recipients. Conflicts should not lead people in darkness and devious paths. We should not act contagiously and destroy all that is good, healthy, peaceful and beautiful. Demoralization follows unemployment, unemployment follows poverty, poverty follows criminality and criminality affects all of us. People with acrimonious life, who turn anger to ferocious deeds, find no relief in themselves. They smile hypocritically and with unfailing discomforts because there is no quality of life in them to rebuild. To maintain intellectual equilibrium, people should search for availabilities and which make them stay alive. Others have tried successfully.

We do not have powerfulness; we must hope that relief will save us from the dinginess and cheerlessness of the stultifying and deadening conditions. We should not display signs of negative resignation due to hopelessness and despair. Society cannot maintain life and develop effectively if we give up.

If it happens, the whole meaning and purpose of life will fall to the mercy of accident. Society’s hope for the future is anchored upon self-dignity and knowledge which corresponds to our personal beliefs. Nobody holds life cheap. Sometimes, a structured community of people may be weakened. Some of us are mono-idealistic and dictatorial thus; the rest of the society hides themselves in solitude with grief, weariness, angst, depression and ambivalence and have no freedom of mind, spirit and inward peace. Human beings want peace and tranquillity.

Quality of life is a quality to be resurrected. In hypothesizing quality of life, it is complex and composed of multiple dimensions. It means different things to different people. We all want to lead a normal life others, in addition, have personal aims. Each of us wants to achieve security, position in life and to apply our intellect and physic to obtain our aims. There should be gender equality.

Human beings perspectives, feelings, beliefs, desire, conscious minds, values, life-satisfactions, happiness are, refined and dignified. These are the qualities of life human beings should adopt to achieve satisfaction. One may feel sad and downcast if one were to wake up one morning to hear that one’s next door neighbour, whom he had never hailed for many years, had died. Terrible!!!

To find some general truth in our misfortunes in life one must gain practical wisdom, constructive hope and changes upon which this impotent and powerless stigma and dishonour may swing into defeat.

Our minds must not be put in dismay. There are a lot of life’s minute pleasures to enjoy. The weak is always at the mercy of the rich. If only the sensitivity in us becomes aware of the condition, society will create new ideas and humanity in us will create understanding, harmony and peace instead of confusion and egotism which destroys spiritual lives and renders human beings powerless. Hopeful impressions of our conscious minds can be helpful to bring out our humanness.


June 14, 2015 § Leave a comment


History of pre-colonial period of Ghana and the slave trade is, not completely known in details due to lack of archaeological evidences and neglect of western historians. Storytelling is the conveying of events in words, images and sounds, often by improvisation or exaggeration, lacked amongst African ancestors. Stories are oral and there is no evidence of documents unlike the Dead Sea Scrolls. However, Accounts written by Europeans often tone down the tragedy.

The goal is to retrieve the slave trade from some historical neglects and the loss of memory, and reinstate it to its rightful place at the forefront of modern history and current issues.

This book is to honour the 54th anniversary of Ghana’s independence and the 400th anniversary of the Jamestown settlement in this same year. My aim is, geared to recognize and scrutinize the many issues and effects that the trade brought to the African World and black people, and to search for ways and means to make this information relevant and widely known in our generation. Books written by Africans on the subject are unprejudiced.

This book provides the reader with basic understanding of The Transatlantic Slave trade in especially Ghana, West Africa.  It provides the reader with the background of the nation Ghana, tribal wars and the role played by the chiefs and kings during the slave trade. It was European trade. As quoted by a freed slave from Ghana, “If there were no buyers there would be no sellers.” By, the same token “if there were no sellers there would be no buyers”. Whatever philosophy one formulates, the cries of agony, the putrid smell of feces, urine and vomit along with decaying corpses come alive in this book as they combine into a powerful force to hit every sense organ of the living.

The story is, based on oral narrations. The roots of antagonisms amongst various ethnic groups and lineages within Ghana and the impacts of the social disruptions created in the past due to the slave trade are, portrayed in the book.

The Africans enslaved adopted a new culture, Neoethosm based on their African heritage.  An arrangement where an individual is bought, and sold, by another individual for the purpose of compulsory labour is slavery.

The triangular trade barred Africans from developing their own although, Africa was rich in labour, wealth, natural resources and good weather conditions. There were abundance of money fetching crops such as cotton, rice, corn, hemp, sugar, tobacco and workforce consisting of people with physical and mental ability directed to work in West Africa, yet, Africans were brutally, shipped to other continents.

Thus, in the late 1700’s to early 1860’s    4,000,000 people were transported to the United States to be sold as slaves, the chiefs, and the kings, with their superciliousness, unaware of the suffering of their own people were happy to get rid of their enemies.  It was easier to get rid of strong enemies and be, salaried.

The enslaved were, kept in dungeons under terrible conditions before being, transported and passed through a horrifying Middle Passage during the Triangular Trade before winding up on plantations in the Americas.

In America, the   enslaved were material goods, not persons and were, treated as such. They were properties and any break of the slave owners’ laws was punishable by whippings, torture, imprisonment, or sold or killed.     Owning a slave was, seen as a symbol of wealth, supremacy and high prestige.  This kind of oddity has followed them the rest of their lives. Consequently, procuring a slave was getting rid of their inferiority complexes. Those who could not obtain a slave propounded a philosophy that although, they were poor, they were, not black, they were whites and their colour motivated them satisfaction in life.

Nonetheless, there were white slaves who endured the same punishment as the blacks as well as white children during the Industrial Revolution and in Australia and in America.

In this book, I have reviewed a short history of ancient empire of Ghana, settlements, wars, and animosities amongst the various tribes and amongst Africans in general.

Europe was economically and politically weak and could only trade around the Black and the Mediterranean Seas. Due to the political change in the Middle East, Europe had to look for somewhere else. That somewhere else, was Ghana and the West African societies. These countries are still not coming in terms with slavery and expansionism.

The slave trade had detrimental effect on long-term economic growth and development as well as political stability and psychological effects. West Africans were, sold on sale. The slave trade hampered the formation of larger ethnic groups and caused ethnic fractionalization. The young generations of the present inhabitants of modern Ghana are aware that there are overwhelming twists and turns in every human life irrespective of legacy, something that is, handed down from ancient Ghana, and which, has to be, fixed.  “Fragile local economy and societies are still, being severely harmed by the on-going trade.” The slave trade still exist in society. It has only taken another form.

As, Dr. David Livingstone quoted; the slave trade was, a joined venture by the world and has left Africans a scar- complex. Africans were, spread in millions into foreign countries and their descendants carried talents and communitarian ideals, rich cultural traditions and philosophies that transformed and enriched the cultures in the Americas. I have made efforts to encourage descendants of enslaved Africans to learn more about their history. Slavery is eradication of human stage, semantics, values, culture, development and humanity. The Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade begun from 1450 to 1874, 424 years, but slavery of Africans by Europeans and Americans was from 1450 to 1888, 438 years . It is still ongoing

Geoffrey Kofi Akuamoa (Jeff Akvama)


June 13, 2015 § Leave a comment


. Lynn and Brian are two young couples with two children, Jacob and Rita. They live in Appenzell, Switzerland. They are farmers but love skiing. The couple journey to ski. Their teenage children Jacob and Rita are, taken care of by their grandparent Wolfensberger. Lynn and Brian experience a horrible avalanche; a sudden huge rapacious avalanche engulfs them in Asia.  The couple is skiing when they are suddenly, bashed down on the snow. They submerge in snow.  Both of them tumble down the mountain, and are immediately, cemented by snow.

They are not wearing avalanche transceivers or shovels and probes. Enormous search for them proves of no avail. Their bodies are, never discovered. After many weeks of intensive search without results, they are, declared dead and probably eaten by wild beasts somewhere in Asia. Their children, Jacob and Rita have no idea about their parent`s tragedy. Months pass by and their parents never returned. They try to keep their spirits up and their memories alive. They are not expecting to lose their parents so early and consider their lost with intense sorrow takes them many years to conform.

Considerable number of years passed and Jacob and Rita mourn their lost. They finally realize that it is time to take control of themselves and live normal lives again. Their grandmother Wolfensberger takes care of them.

Rita completes her school and becomes a doctor. Jacob becomes a lawyer. Rita marries a doctor and turns the lemons into lemonade. From time to time, she thinks back, the beautiful years she had with the parents, the celebrations, the milking of the cows and the so many beautiful moments she had together with her parents, and how weird it was when they started to travel. Rita marries Dr. Dell and she is pregnant. She is emotionally afraid that she too will vanish like her parents one day. Her husband, Dr. Dell accidentally dies on the Swiss Alps.

However, Dr. Rita tries to make two ends meet. She is a doctor and works successfully. Jacob the lawyer is, promoted to ambassadorial post in China.

Many Years later Rita`s daughter Ruth is studies as a nurse. She is a beautiful young woman.

Jacob marries and has a son, Peter. Immediately after the avalanche some Mongolians, caught in the avalanche but survive, find two people covered with snow. They are unconscious but they help them to survive. The Mongolians carry them on their horses to their homeland. Two separate Mongolian families take care of them. The couple is, separated, each of them recovers but with loss of memories. Because the equestrians find a cap with the name Brian inscribed in it nearby, they assume that the man they rescue is Brian but indeed, he is Adler from Dusseldorf Germany.  Lynn`s name is properly inscribed in her coat. She recovers and feels herself a single woman; she does not recall the incident neither does she re call that she has been married.

Brian too feels himself a bachelor and does not remember anything about Lynn. None of them is able to remember ever to have known each other. Lynn is brought to Bulgan Province in Mongolia which is situated north, in the territory near a mountain forest with its borders with the Russian Federation.

South of the region is dry grassland and the north is green and has abundant forest. The ethnic groups comprise of the natives and Russians.

Lynn regains consciousness many months later and she is, incorporated into the Bulgan Society of Mongolia. The assumed Brian is, brought to Moron Province in Mongolia, a town with a well-developed system of transportation. The town is, situated in the mountain ranges with a lake and a large forest area, which extends to South Siberia. He too, is unconscious but regains consciousness and he is, incorporated in Mongolian Society.

Brian finds a woman in Mongolia and marries, gives birth to a son, Janco. Lynn also marries a Mongolian and gives birth to a daughter, Jelena. Years pass. Back home in Switzerland, Jacob has a son Peter and Rita has a daughter Ruth. They are now prominent and influential people.  The grandmother, Wolfensberger, builds their livestock farm into a famous Cheese Factory. Peter and Ruth are cousins and close friends.

The children and grandchildren inherit their parents and grandparents skiing abilities. They often go skiing.

Brian, who is actually Adler, is a hardworking man. In Mongolia, he travels to the Gobi desert and learns much about Buddhism where his interest lies and travels to Cambodia to see the magnificent Buddhist temples. He lives with his wife Bayarmaa and their son Janco in perfect peace.

Back to the region of the avalanche, the avalanche hits the real Brian, Lynn`s real husband. He is together with Lynn during the accident, however, the real Brian he is, thrown to the opposite side of the mountain. He is, rescued, by a Mongolian hunter and taken, to the northwest of Mongolia.  Brian is, wearing; a cap with his name inscribed in it but loses the cap at location.

He is also semi-conscious and recovers after hospitalization. The Mongolian equestrians mistake Adler for Brian because of Brian’s cap with his name inscribed in it, found near Adler, who is on the mountain at the same period, Brian and his wife Lynn are skiing and when the avalanche strikes them.  Adler is mistaken for Brian, but Adler lives his life as Brian for many years in Mongolia before his identity is, revealed. The real Brian`s identity is also revealed. After the revelation, Adler admits, he is Adler because of his identical twin brother from Germany who searches for him. After Adler’s identity is revealed, he and his twin brother Mader stay in Mongolia, and Adler becomes a Buddhist whilst, the real Brian, Lynn and her second husband Bold, travel to Switzerland to help the aging grandmother Wolfensberger with the Cheese Industry.

Lynn`s child Jelena stays with them in Switzerland. Adler`s son Janco, travels to his grandparents in Germany, Dusseldorf, Germany but returns to Switzerland and marries Jocelyn, the Swiss girl they meet in Mongolia. The Brian`s family and the Lynn`s family build a pleasant cozy residence in Appenzell, sponsored by Jacob and Rita, who travel often from China and the Philippines to holiday with them.

To the rest of their lives, they lived in a typical house  with great decorations on the facades that reminds people a lot of the gingerbread-houses of fairy tales in the so-called “Appenzell Land” a house one cannot find anywhere in Europe. Rita and Ruth leave their medical practice in Switzerland and continue their Women Human Rights mission in the Philippines but visit Lynn, Brian and Bold often in Switzerland. Jacob is in China but spends his holidays with his parents in Switzerland.  Peter, Jacobs son, who is an executive travels worldwide but lives with his wife in Zurich, Switzerland. The grandmother Wolfensberger is alive and well but she is up in age. Dorothy and Erick are, retired as florists; they live very near Brian, Lynn and Bold.

Jeff Akvama


June 13, 2015 § Leave a comment

Like a Candle in the Darkness, the Past Can Illuminate the Future


Outskirts Press is pleased to bring you Triangle within a Circle, a new novel by Geoffrey Kofi Akuamoa that blends history and fantasy as it traces the adventures of a Portuguese family that settles on the West African coast in the fifteenth century.

Garriguesz, a poor sailor, convinces his sons Figo and Raul to sail with him from the city of Porto, in Portugal, to explore the unknown waters of the Atlantic. They experience firsthand many of the ocean’s deepest mysteries, encountering mermaids and sea creatures. Their journeys eventually bring them to the wealthy and exotic region of Edina, on the West Coast of Africa, to what is today modern Ghana. They choose to stay amongst the beautiful and good-hearted people.

Garriguesz and his sons experience the riches of life in Africa, and learn about the origins of the people, their languages, and t lifestyles, ever fascinated by the differences in customs, flora and fauna from their native land.

“The aim of the book is to provide an account of a little-understood region of the world, West Africa and Africa in general,” says Akuamoa. “The past defines our lives and brings meaning–the configuration of people on planet Earth did not take shape overnight, but passed through meaningful transformations.”

While Triangle within a Circle is a work of fiction, the historical events that make up the backdrop are real. For Akuamoa, the circle symbolizes the globe and the triangle symbolizes the people who live within it. Through the story of Garriguesz and his descendants, Akuamoa is able to show how encounters between people of the “old” world and the “new” bring about new ideas and change the course of human evolution. “Triangle affectionately recreates and captures the brightness of the region, the rise and fall of kingdoms, the decline of empires; mysticism, the supernatural, and superstition are all interwoven with wisdom,” says Akuamoa.

Triangle within a Circle traces the family through the centuries, ending in the 1950s, with the Independence of Ghana and the immediate aftermath. It is a stunning tale of beauty, one that urges its readers to look for some center of deepening knowledge and meaning in life, to discover the role each individual on earth is, meant to play.

About the Author: Geoffrey Kofi Akuamoa (Jeff Akvama) was born in Ghana and raised in Europe. He studied at the College of Science and Technology, Birmingham, United Kingdom; the University Medical School at Zurich, Switzerland; the Medical University of Kiel, Germany; the Medical University of Copenhagen, Denmark; and the Medical University of Oslo, Norway. He was, appointed; Professor in Education and Academic Affairs, Colombo and has, lectured a great deal. He is a general, medicine specialist and, has, received, many awards from the International Biographical Association as well as the American Biographical Institute. While he has written for numerous scientific publications, this is his first book.

Chapter 1.  Anno Domini 1436

On the Atlantic Ocean, in a small ship from Porto, Portugal Garriguesz and his two young sons, Raul and Figo sail towards the Gulf of Guinea in West Africa. They entertain no fear because Garriguesz is an experienced sailor. However, Raul, who is eighteen, is uncomfortable because he is aware of some Portuguese sailors who perish in the sea. To comfort his son, Garriguesz narrated some prominent and famous people in Portugal who have conquered some tribes in North Africa. He ensured his sons that he knows what he is doing. The sons put up courage and they are aware that they are creating a new and dynamic condition that will allow other young generations to follow and explore the world. Thus, with their religious beliefs, they sail on and Figo helps his father to navigate. They are prepared for the venture; they spend ten days to sail to the Canary Islands from Portugal. Here, they spend one week to recharge their energy. They experience the cold weather and observe how the tides behave. However, they sail on.

They encounter strange things. Fog piles up and over the ocean hangs a blackness that is deeper than cloud and the ship humps over some sort of mountainous floors d trenches which leaves Raul, the youngest, trembling through his body, which is being swallowed up in a countless sickening panic. He sees a woman in the middle of the ocean. His father, Garriguesz, who knows about them, discribes them to his son and the experience he had gained from them.  They have many strange encounters but under the father`s guidance, they finally reach the west coast of Africa. It was night and darkness lies thick on them. The next day they observe how, beautiful the region is, tranquil and the freshness of the air make them forget the perils they have experienced. They see the natives from afar, in the midst of gigantic trees. They wave to them and befriend them without any problem. Some of the strong natives help them. To the Garriguesz, the atmosphere is a paradise for everyman with a lively imagination and hankering for a new life.

They mount a tent and later build a home. They befriend the chiefs and the natives by using body language.  They visit Edina (El Mina). Garriguesz and his sons are the first Europeans to visit West Africa and as such, they are the contact point between the region and the western world. They are, energized, fulfilled and the bewitchment is to them too good to be true.

They survive on fruits, cereals, sorghum, rice, beans and other local foodstuffs. They are palm wine drinks, millet wine, maize and ginger wines. Vegetables are plentiful, such as pepper, onions, tomatoes, African spinach and many others. Dried and smoked fish are in abundance, snails, oysters, crabs and other shellfish are present. Tall kinds of fruits are plentiful such as oranges and mangoes. The family learns about the origin of yams, cassava, maize, and so on. They are flabbergasted about their slenderness, skin texture and their whitening teeth, which, Garriguesz family think, is due to their food culture and the sunrays.

Chapter 2

Garriguesz and his family have been in the region for three months. The father narrates about Portuguese history and narrates his experiences to his children and continues that they the first Europeans to settle in the region.

Fossils the father finds indicates that people have already entered the area around the 10th century AD. He narrates a whole deal of African and European history He also has archeological experience. The family learn the language of the natives in Elmina, which is Akan because it is well established and widely spoken. They learn about the origin of the languages in the country. The family befriends the king of the region and they develop good relations between them.

In January 1437, walking on the beach, Raul, the youngest brother sees a native girl and falls for her. The girl greets Raul with a smile in the native language. Raul is mesmerized and hypnotized by her beauty. The father invites the girl home to them. The two young fellows start   romantic affair. The girl is Naana. To Raul, the native girl is his dream girl.

They live with the natives and Raul sails around the area to look for shells, unfamiliar stones, and artifacts to keep his mind off Naana because he has not seen his girlfriend for more than two weeks. Garriguesz comforts his son by citing some historical events and by advising him that thoughts are dangerous weapons and can be destructive, and if it does not destroy, it dies away. If it dies away, one may, be faced with desolation in knowing that one has wasted years of his life on nothing.

The family learns the rivers in the region and some historical events and attend some festivals and they feel blessed to be, invited by the chief in the region because they learn a lot about the region.

Chapter 3 Exploring rest of the kingdom of Ghana

March 1437. They have befriended the chief. They gather to learn more about the region and the vegetation. They explore rest of the country. Raul experiences a serious attack of malaria.  Herbalist, whose knowledge about herbal medicine is equal to none, helps Raul to survive.

The family encounters something strange at a specific area. They step on some skeletal remains, a related ancestry of a male, female and a child. The findings suggest Stone Age Sapiens and some fearful jungles. They also observe some strange behavioral patterns of some strange monkeys and birds, on their attempt to explore other parts of the country, Mankessim and Ayawaso (Accra). In each of the villages they visit, they learn about the custom, history and celebrations of the villages

Chapter 4.

A chief narrates about the origin of the African ancestors who migrated out of Africa and, colour changing. He also narrates about the abundance of gold mines in the country. Garriguesz presumes, there is a lot of wealth in the area, which nobody collects. Although Garriguesz excitement is, dimmed with challenging alertness, he makes a solemn promise to keep his hands away from the gold mines. He remains honest and faithful to his Christian beliefs. They live through some experiences with hardships. Despite all the activities, Raul still missis his girlfriend, Naana. He cannot wait to see her again. He still has some turbulent emotions about her, feelings he does not believe exist except in fairy tales.

Chapter 5.

Garriguesz narrates about Portugal, Christianity and quotes Noah, his sons and the ark. From the Bible. Garriguesz and his sons keep on travelling and hears the history of the Soninke ancestors at Mampong- Akuapem. Both the chief and Garriguesz lecture on some historical events about Africa, Europe and the Bible.

Chapter 6

After the discussions with the chief Garriguesz itches to reach their camp in order to prepare for another journey into the forest, the Asante land. One of the sons, Raul is shivering with premonition of horror. Garriguesz angst to venture into the forest zone knows no respite, thus, they abandon the idea of traveling to Ashanti forest. They travel back from Mampong- Akuapem and head towards Edina. At a certain point, they think of returning to Portugal because of Raul. As good luck will have it, Raul suddenly receives his strength back. From their experiences they learn, that precious feeling has to be, renewed now and then because, with renewals, new impulses are, created and new and deeper forms of understanding arise.

At Edina, after series of considerations of not traveling to Asante land, they find some time at Edina to analyze the artifacts they have in stock. Time passes and Raul is fit and ready to travel, deep into the forest to Asante land.

Suddenly, they a hear rumours about impending royal marriage. It is about Raul`s girlfriend Naana, the princess, whom he has not seen for a long time. Raul does not know whether he should call his curiosity a sensibility, love, or disappointment that is, dwelling strangely aloof and silent in him.

Raul hears that, Naana, his girlfriend is to marry a prince from Asante and that she has, been, kept in the village the whole time Raul has been looking for her; it is, said to be the custom of the region.

Many people from Asante land arrive for the wedding which, is gorgeously and tantalizingly, celebrated, with ornaments of gold and pearls. Naturally, Raul is disappointed. However, they learn about the history of the Asante, the big lakes and their ceremonial kente cloth.

After a while, they explore other parts of West Africa, Abigyan, in Ivory Coast, Monrovia in Liberia, Freetown in Sierra Leone, Conakry in Guinea and Guinea Bissau until they reach Dakar-Senegal. They learn about the geography of the regions.

Chapter 7

They travel to Benin, Nigeria and other parts studying their origins, customs, food habits, fauna and sauna.

Chapter 8

After having traveled for a while In West Africa, on April 15, 1456 they travel back to Ghana through Aneho-Togoland.

Anno Domini, 1456-1470, Garriguesz and his family settle amongst the natives in Ghana. They are now farming, cultivating crops throughout the whole of West Africa. They are successful. Garriguesz marries as well as Raul; however, he travels back to Portugal with Raul and lectures on West Africa.  Figo stays in Ghana. Through intermarriages of the sons of Garriguesz and himself, they are not alone but have a large family in Ghana.

Then suddenly, there is foreign influxes in 1441 and 1471 as well as visits from Christopher Columbus. However, disputes break out between the Portuguese and the Dutch. There is complete confusion at the coast of West Africa as, the Europeans rush in to Ghana. However, the Swedes, the Danes, the British, the Portuguese, the Germans, bring their technology into the country.

Chapter 9

Missionaries arrive, and there is a fair amount of comings and goings. Construction of buildings begin foundation of infrastructure in the country, forts and castles are, built for trade purposses.

Chapter 10

The Dutch and the British form West Indian Company, they unite the Fante and the Asante because of wars and disagreement, after they themselves had had many disagreements with the Asante. Ghana begins with a booming economy. The name Gold Coast is, given by the British, but the country becomes ready for independence.

Chapter 11

Garriguesz family enjoys tours and important celebrations at Accra in Ghana. The family continues to flourish in Ghana.


October 8, 2013 § Leave a comment



                         JENNY`S CATERING SCHOOL -HAATSO

After the JHS and SHS what is next? This is an essential question, and the most important that  one  faces at this very point in life, a  decision that defines the path of our life. In education, continuity is a golden rule. The Choice is yours.

According to my experience, I suggest that students

learn about   Catering/Sugar Craft programs that offer  flexibility to students whose  goals and life plans are unclear.


Flexible  Catering Career is a good choice for students who are unsure of their career goals because, you will have a  trade at your disposal in a short time; it leads directly to hospitality career. There are Hotels,Motels,Hostels, Inns, or such businesses that provide transitional or short-term lodging with food.

On the other hand, you may waste valuable time and some money and  that will not benefit your future.  You will pass through life  feeling bored and unmotivated to do something.  You feel  uninterested, lazy, and tired and,  at the end of the day you feel miserably guilty. The mind will be somewhere else.  At home, you lose the enthusiasm, motivation and the drive to work. People tend to overeating or do something abstract just to pass the time. They are not in the mood to socialize. They are irritable, sensitive and emotional about everything and they feel that there is nothing to look forward to. They try to find ways to keep  them from feeling bored  and in trying they get  tired-  Get rid of your boredom.


A catering school can  get  you a myriad of choices in the hospitality business and it is beneficial for your very self.

It provides  high-quality education to students and aids them in finding their place in the corporate world.

Do not rush but use your time at the Jenny`s Catering School to be productive.Today, the hospitality industries are drowning in jobs, there are many  such industries  in the country.You might seriously want to consider the hospitality industries.

Try to avoid degrees that lead to nowhere. There are other careers such as  computer-software-engineers, engineering degrees of all kinds, search for them if that is what you need. You can study  medicine, you can become a lawyer, you may study electronics, health care, you would like to become a nurse, physician assistant and many more.

The choice  is very wide and varied so you need to consider your options very carefully.

The Catering School gives you time to find out.

Figuring Out Your Career Path, it is important to know what the job prospects for your chosen field will be in the years ahead of you.

Attending a Catering School, you will be able to sample many different disciplines at a lower cost, while building a strong foundation for a career training. You are young, you have all the years ahead of you.

Sugar craft

We cover all aspects of sugar craft. It is an increasingly popular art which can be enjoyed by people of all ages. More people are looking to make things themselves, and can save a lot of money by making and decorating their own cakes for special occasions.
Once you have learned a few basic tips and tricks, and practiced them, you will be amazed by the professional looking results you can achieve.
Sugar crafting can be divided into two main sections:
The first type of Sugar crafting is “Flowers”. The flowers and bouquets that the School make to grace the tops of cakes look so real you almost want to smell and touch them.
Great effort is made to produce flowers that are as botanically correct as possible. The size of the petals and leaves, the colours and textures are all made in precise detail.
There are tools and cutters that are designed specifically for flower making, all based on making flowers. If you are interested and would like to know more about this area of Sugar craft, come to the Jenny’s School of Catering, Haatso Accra: Of course the best way to try it out for yourself is to take a hands on course where you can see if this type of Sugar crafting is for you or not! you will not be disappointed.
Lots of people love to make novelty cakes for all sorts of occasions such as novelty bride and groom cake topper for a wedding. Your imagination is the limit. This aspect of Sugar crafting is a little easier than making flowers.
Although much of it is modelled by hand, there are tools and cutters that you can use to help you.

??The proprietor invites you to take a course and try it for yourself.

Cappen- Tragedie av en sveitsisk familie- Ondskapsfull Planet”

January 8, 2013 § Leave a comment

Cappen- Tragedie av en sveitsisk familie- Ondskapsfull  Planet”
En sveitsisk familie reise på en skiferien. De returnerer ikke før sent i livet. Deres barn søke etter dem, men er ikke i stand til å finne dem. Etter noen år er de dessverre erklært død, døden in absentia etter at de har gått glipp av for en lengre periode uten noen bevis på at de fortsatt er i live. Som en intrikat konstruert puslespill i form av inngrep, hooking, og dovetailing uregelmessig formet stykker som gjør et bilde når den er montert sammen, avslører forfatteren den naturlige sannheten  av foreldrenes bortgang og overlevelse. Jeff Akvama januar 2013″

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