Is March any different?
I have not set down much for March, or so I told myself at first. There was nothing to say, but I made a pledge at the start of the year to write one blog post each month, and I intend to keep it. There are a few things to tell, especially a story that still draws a laugh from me when I remember and hope I that, when I meet those people again, if only to say what I could not say then to them. On a Tuesday in Osu, I contradicted myself in front of a group of decision makers. It was so amusing, confusing or like a tug of war and I knew I wouldn’t be able to make it. Later, I saw their new opening on a mutual’s page; I paused, looked at it for a while, and chose to laugh. I do not always find the right words when I need them. There are times when I stand before a scene like a bloodhound that has lost the trail; alert, but unsure of the next step. Between February and March, I travelled to Sierra Leone for a few days. I loved my stay there. The people were so generous ...
