This is
usually one of the parts one finds on a blog where the blog owner lets you know
who he is. The following story is similar but a bit different; different in the
sense that this is going to be a sort of a short autobiography. I think the more
my Google+ followers and blog visitors know about me the better we can bond
with each other.
I was born
on May 6, 1953 to Togolese immigrants who had left their native land for the
Gold Coast (which became Ghana
on attaining independence on March 6, 1957) which, as the name connotes, is a
rich land. My father worked as carpenter with the United Africa Company
(U.A.C.), a British firm. My mother was a housewife only in the sense that she
didn’t work in the classic meaning of the word. My mother cooked and sold food
she hawked on her head from house to house. In that sense, she toiled harder
than a female office, factory or outdoor worker.
I grew up
at Bompata in Kumasi
in a neighbourhood where northern Ghanaians and West African immigrants lived
together, enabling us to speak three African languages: Twi, Fante and Hausa.
Our parents, like many non-native dwellers, raised us in the Ge-Mina-Ewe
language, so all their kids spoke four African languages.
I began my
primary school education in 1959 at A.M.E.
Zion Primary
school. In Ghana at that time, one could go to
school for 10 years, obtain the Middle School Leaving Certificate and go on to
work. Others however sat for the Secondary School Entrance Examination from the
8th to the 10th year and gain admission to the secondary
school. The school made me sit for this exam in the 7th year and was
the only candidate in the school to pass in the 7th and 8th
years. This earned me the prize of “The best scholar, academically” for the
1966/67 academic year.
In 1967, I
continued to Technology
Secondary School. All
universities in Ghana
have primary and secondary schools for the children of the teaching and the
administrative staff and outsiders. My school belonged to the Kwame Nkrumah
University of Science and Technology, hence the ‘Technology’ in the school’s
name. I left this school five year’s later with the General Certificate of
Education, Ordinary (“O”) level.
Navrongo Secondary
school in the north served me for two years to prepare my General Certificate
of Education, Advance (“A”) level which I obtained in 1974.
I taught
French at Dunkwa Secondary
School during the 1975-76 academic year, then returned home to
Togo
to continue my university education. But rather I served as supervisor at a
girl’s technical school and temporary secretary to my brother, a Catholic
priest at Séminaire de Tokoin. Simply because having grown up in Ghana where
Kwame Nkrumah’s African unity policy considered any African on the Ghanaian
soil as Ghanaian, my parents never thought of getting us Togolese identity
documents. Their illiteracy was also to blame for this situation.
Then in
1979 I left for Nigeria.
The oil-boom there was attracting people from all over West
Africa. I worked there as Clerk in the Maintenance Engineer’s Office.
Two years later, I had saved enough money to go to Germany to continue my education.
After petty
jobs, I returned to my brother in Ghana in 1983. I began studying
with the Institute of Children’s Literature in Redding Ridge, Connecticut,
USA, for the
diploma in writing for children and adolescents. It was in Togo that I completed this
correspondence course in 1985 and started publishing stories and articles in
local and international newspapers and magazines. I finished three other
writing courses later on (including one in writing for adults and another in
poetry), obtaining a postgraduate diploma from ICS. My hope was to make a
living writing. But that’s hard to do, especially for someone living in Africa
and trying to publish in America.
My biggest barrier was postage costs, and when the internet came, rejection
slips.
In 1983 I
obtained work as secretary with Pabu Trading Company (P.T.C.), a German
import-export firm, largely because the owner was from Hamburg, Germany
and that was where I had stayed and I understood German.
This
company opened the world of business to me and shaped my future career
orientation. West African representatives of Henkel cosmetics, it was thanks to
P.T.C. that I got hooked to business, I whose childhoold dream was to become a
gynecologist. The company also enabled me to travel frequently in West Africa. I rose through the ranks to become Assistant
Manager in just two years and Manager a year after.
Desirous to
build my own business, I founded Ets. (Etablissement) Pyramide in 1987 as
General Merchandisers and ran it part-time. With rapid growth in three years I
was planning to transform the company into an import-export-general
merchandising firm and resign from my employment to run it full-time when my
country entered socio-political violence linked to difficult democratisation of
the military dictatorship as from October 5th, 1990.
To force
the regime to accept the holding of a national conference to discuss reforms, a
nationwide strike was called in 1991. My shop was situated at Be, a zone of the
capital still reputed to be pro-opposition and anti-government. We made the
bulk of our sales from 6 to 9 pm. So my business suffered when the state set up
a terror system, targeting opposition groups and their strongholds and people
rushed home after work at 5.30 pm. It was this way that my shop went bankrupt
and I lost everything. Economic doldrums seized the country and many foreign
investors left. Thus my main means of livelihood also disappeared.
However
when political tensions decreased a bit as from 1993, I opened an import-export
office. With little capital, I couldn’t but work as manufacturers’ and
exporters’ representative in Togo.
With limited success, I branched into brokerage work, using B2B portals as
alibaba, indiamart, ec21 and others to connect buyers and suppliers.
Big
mistake: I dealt in big boys’ products such as petroleum products (crude oil,
Diesel oil, jet fuel, etc), fertilizers, Portland cement, shiploads of grains
(rice, soy beans, etc.), scrap metal, precious metals (gold, diamond) and other
commodities which promise one millions of dollars of commission but which no
broker I knew (and they were many across the globe!) could swear it gave him a
single cent. I spent about three years in that dreamy sphere until reality (my
rapidly dwindling resources) jolted me out of it.
I became a part-time
teacher of business English in a vocational institute training high school
diploma holders in various fields: secretaryship, banking, finance, computing,
management, sales, international trade, etc. I continued to work online, hoping
for the jackpot one day but it has been 13 years in the classroom and no big
money to celebrate.
In effect,
from one search to another, I discovered blogging last year and clung to it
like a leech to its victim. What makes this system attractive is that it
encompasses teaching, doing business and writing.
With
blogging, have I come to the end of the road? I should think so, especially
with high-paying affiliate network programs from SFI, GDI, Empower Network,
Pure Leverage, GDO, Jubirev, etc. not even the sky is the limit.
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