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Monsieur’s daughter —(Part 4)

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Sarah and her two younger brothers attended Research School Complex, a fine school run by the research institutions in the Eastern Region. A brilliant child, she enjoyed school, and was always around the top of her class.

She loved her parents. Her mother made sure they lacked nothing. Her father was the easy going type. He was generally good to them, but he hardly spent much time at home. Her major problem was her parents’ continuous quarrels.

During those sessions, the children would recoil in front of the TV in their room till they fell asleep. Very often, they would wake up to hear them quarrelling. Up till she reached junior high, she and her siblings managed to live with the situation. But later on she would hear them exchange threats and insults which confused and scared her.

‘You are a useless man. You are lazy and incompetent at work. Your boss says he’s tired of complaining. He says if you don’t change you could lose your job’.

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‘And you are a heartless and selfish woman. You only care about money and yourself. Why should you go and discuss me with my boss? ‘

‘You dare call me heartless and selfish, when I feed and clothe you and your children? You lazy man. Can you survive for a month if I don’t feed you? When was the last time you took care of any of your children’s expenses, school fees, food, clothing or books?’

‘At the very least I provided you with a home and respectability. Without me you would be living in shame. You would have been ex­posed for who you really are’.

‘If you dare repeat that brainless sentence, I will teach you a lesson you would never forget’.

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‘There you go. Threats! Threats! Why are you always threatening me?’

‘I asked you to repeat that stu­pid statement once, and see what happens’.

‘Okay. I’m sorry. Look, this is not good for the kids. I’m going to town. Will be right back’. With that he dashed out of the door, into his car and noisily sped off.

Although Sarah usually excelled in academics, the turmoil at home was having an impact on her. The teach­ers noticed that she was withdrawn, and would sometimes break into tears with little or no provocation.

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Ms Odame, an elderly English teacher, took an interest in her and, after Sarah had told her about the problems she was facing at home, spent any free time she got encour­aging her. She realised that there was a deep seated problem behind the symptoms she was displaying. One morning, she took her out for lunch, and asked her the hard ques­tion.

‘Sarah, for some time now, I’ve been trying to encourage you, be­cause you are a brilliant girl, even though you may be facing a few problems at home. Now Sarah, I want to do my best to help you, but I want you to try and tell me ex­actly what the problem is at home, and I will do my best to help you. I promise you that I won’t discuss this with your parents’. Without much hesitation she unburdened herself of the load she had been carrying.

‘My parents are always quarrel­ling. Most of the time it is about money. Mummy keeps saying that Daddy doesn’t give her money, but spends his money on going out with friends and girls.

She also says that he is not serious with his work, so he’s not gaining any promotion. But Daddy sometimes says something which infuriates Mummy. He says he has kept her secret and given her respect, so she should stop disturbing her.

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Mummy would then say that the whole issue was Daddy’s making, that if she mentioned it again she would move us out and leave him destitute. He would usually get scared, and apologised. There would be peace for some time, then it would happen again’.

‘I see. I see. Now, Sarah, I want you to trust me on this. I will do my best to help you. Do your best not to dwell on this. Come to me whenever you need any help, but we will solve the problem very soon’.

Through her enquiries, she learnt that Madam Gladys Ababio taught for a while at Aboso Senior High School. She made further enquiries at the GES, and learnt that the current headmaster of the school had been teaching there for close to twenty years. She called him and booked an appointment, explaining that she wanted to make an enquiry about an issue that would help a student of hers who was currently troubled.

‘Thanks for agreeing to see me’, she said after she had been welcomed with a snack. ‘I will go straight to the point. I have a student in JHS three, a girl. She’s brilliant, but she’s troubled at home. She confided in me that her parents have been quarrelling continually, and they seem to be hiding a secret. The mother was a catering teacher here in this school’.

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‘I believe I have your assurance that you will handle this informa­tion with care, since it concerns a minor’.

‘You have my fullest assurance, madam

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‘You are talking about Gladys and David, who were my colleagues. I know them, very well. They separat­ed soon after marrying, and Gladys married one Simon. David was a very popular French teacher. In fact, the school’s playground is named after him.

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He left for Germany as soon as the marriage broke down. He’s back, do­ing big business. He has been doing a lot for the school, but he prefers not to be given any publicity.

Now, let me come to the main issue that has brought you here from Koforidua. Not long after David had married Gladys and was living with her, Simon appeared from America, and spent some time in a hotel with her.

This happened again some months later. David got wind of this, and decided to end the marriage and leave town. Gladys and her relatives begged and begged, but he wouldn’t budge. Then, obviously with the intent of punishing him for rejecting her, Gladys came out and told Mon­sieur that the baby, Sarah, was not his. Indeed, she had told him that she would teach him a lesson.

David was shattered, but his par­ents advised him not to fight Gladys over the issue, because she was quite strong-headed. They told him that the child would come back to him eventually, if she was truly his. So he left town. And Simon married Gladys.

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‘I see. So Sarah is not Simon’s child’.

‘No way. Listen, Sarah was con­ceived before Simon appeared from nowhere. This was known to every­one at Aboso, because David was very popular, a great guy. I don’t know how Gladys can live with her­self, after what she did’.

‘I don’t know how to thank you. I will go back and do my best for the child, without causing much trou­ble’.

By Ekow de Heer

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Musicians, the Whiteman’s toilet and MEGASTAR

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Carlos Sakyi

I have often been saddened by the condition of Sikaman musicians. Of course, some are not musicians. They are jokers who think anybody who can sing a hymn is a musician. And why wouldn’t they think so when people think that every man wearing a rasta hair is a reggae musician?

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Well, these days, almost everybody is dreaming of becoming a musician, even some ministers and parliamentarians. And it is never too late for them to begin learning the solfas and composing songs like “If You Do Good You Do For Yourself,” after all, life begins at 60 these days. If you die three years later, that’s your luck.

For the jobless, becoming a musical star is an everyday dream. They think when you are a music maker, you automatically break alliance with poverty. They are often mistaken.

I know people who claim they are musicians but are always fasting not because they are devout moslems or are on a hunger strike, but because even one square meal a day is a perpetual wahala. And the only drink they can afford is the poor man’s holy whisky which has a thousand names including ‘Nyame Bekyere’.

Even most of the popular musicians we see in town claiming they are foreign-based stars are more of hustlers than musicians. When they tell you they are going on tour abroad, it is a careful way of saying they are going overseas to scrub the whiteman’s toilet or pick tomato or apples to save their neck from musical poverty.

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When they are back to Sikaman, they appear quite flamboyant with chains hanging all over them. They change the few dollars they have scraped, spread it around and promptly get broke. Then they can organise another ‘tour’. In between tours, they struggle to release an album and that levels them up a bit on the financial balance.

It all points to the fact that the life of the average musician isn’t quite organised. He has no calendar, no programme and no concentration on the job. He has to wash plates, become a waiter, janitor and toilet scrubber while finding time to make music. No musician succeeds in life that way.

One musician I’ll always respect, who thinks deeper than the ordinary Sikaman musicians is Carlos Sakyi. He is not like the Kokoase guitar musicians who see the world just in terms of bitters, a willing girlfriend, constant supply of kokonte and jot.

Carlos, often loved for his percussive overtones in gospel music, and once a gospel-rock star, has studied the life of Sikaman musicians and has evolved a blue-print for a great improvement in their lives work, finances and comfort.

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In short, he has simulated a Motown-style environment for musicians and his formula is working with accuracy with the five musicians he has started with. The blue-print is what has brought MEGASTAR into being.  It was launched on September 15, 1995 at the National Theatre.

When it got launched, many probably thought Carlos was “too know or was dreaming more than he should and won’t think about himself. Anyhow, the MEGASTAR is now an institution musicians can look up to, a big phenomenon with lots of promise for struggling musicians.

Music business in the developed world is not the way we regard it cheaply here. A musician is never distracted by how his finances go; his contracts are entered, his engagements made, his interviews arranged, his personal security guaranteed.

Music is his business and that is where his mind is and his attention focuses. Other aspects of his life are programmed for him by his managers. They hire who has to light his cigarettes, massage him, drive his car and the one who will say “Good Luck” when he sneezes.

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A bodyguard whose face is exactly like that of the devil is hired to scare off muggers, psychopaths and criminals in general. Sometimes his girls are organised for him.

So the only thing the musician does apart from sleeping and snoring is to concentrate on making music, and true to it, no one can succeed in any venture when he is distracted.

This is how the Michael Jacksons, Lionel Richies, Dolly Patons and Whitney Houstons have made it with dollars packed and over-flowing. They aren’t any better than Sikaman musicians. The only difference is that they know how to organise their lives.

I managed to corner Carlos Sakyi and asked him to tell me how MEGASTAR was doing. He is the Managing Director of Megastar Limited, a music company that has a board of directors and a chairman. Carlos Sakyi shares the proprietorship with a partner. Carlos himself was one great musician who played for a band that beat Eddy Grant on the charts.

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“Megastar is in fact a concept born out of the idea that the future security of the Ghanaian musician which has always been in jeopardy can now be guaranteed. Artistes spend too much of their time doing things on their own, chasing money and not concentrating on music. So their full potential is never realised. Some are in fact producing at quarter-rate. That is why they aren’t making much headway,” he told me.

“Megastar is now giving them the chance of the lives.  We handle the interviews of Megastar artiste, their press releases, costume, engagements and everything they hitherto used to do themselves. We get them exposed on M-Net and we have contacted BB to get on their programmes. We handle their finances pay them salaries and bonuses, so they only have to concentrate on music

“Most importantly,” he continued, “we do not make all the decisions. Management always meet with the musicians to take the decisions that affect them.”

But who are the Megastar musicians? One is the great Amakye Dede, a star from birth delivered onto the earth with music on his lips; he is the man who feeds hungry ears with musical salad and harmonic sausages. He is the recipient of many national awards.

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Next is Naana Frimpong, a latter-day Carlos-groomed songbird with the voice of an angel. She sings to kill. Her beauty has charmed her audience and they stare and stare at her.

The sensational and fantalising Tagoe Sisters are the next. The twin music machine is one that has produced the cream, arguably the very best, of gospel music all these years. I hear they are inseparable; not even their better-halves can keep them apart. Are they Siamese? They dance, and when on stage, they move the crowd.

Then comes Reverend Yawson who is a known songwriter. He is imbued with the Holy Spirit, speaks in tongues and of course sings in tongues. He is God’s representative on the group.

What about my good friend and super-heavyweight, Jewel Ackah?  He is a star figure. His appearance is awe-inspiring, his voice golden. A great delight to be-hold when at his best in stage-craftsmanship, he has beaten his contemporaries to it both on land and on sea.

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They are the pioneers of the Motown idea. They are all releasing new albums this year. Let’s see how it all goes.

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The rise of female rage: Unpacking the complexity of women’s anger

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In recent years, the term “female rage” has gained significant traction, symbolising a collective shift in how women’s emotions are perceived and addressed.

 This phenomenon is not merely a fleeting trend but a profound movement rooted in centuries of systemic injustices, personal betrayals, and societal expectations.

As women increasingly reclaim their anger, it is imperative to understand the multifaceted nature of female rage, its causes, and its implications for individuals and society at large.

The historical context of female anger

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Historically, women’s emotions have been subject to dismissal, ridicule, and pathologisation. The term “hysteria,” originating from the Greek word for uterus, was used to describe women’s emotional states as irrational and uncontrollable.

This legacy of silencing and shaming has contributed to a culture where women’s anger is often suppressed or stigmatised.

However, with the rise of feminist movements, women are challenging these narratives, asserting their right to express anger and demand change.

The anatomy of female rage

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Female rage is not a monolith; it is a complex and multifaceted emotion driven by various factors, including:

1. Societal expectations: The pressure to conform to traditional roles of passivity, politeness, and emotional labour.

2. Gender inequality and pay gaps: Frustration stemming from systemic discrimination in the workplace and beyond.

3. Sexual harassment and abuse: Trauma and anger resulting from pervasive violence and objectification.

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4. Emotional labour and burnout: The unsustainable burden of managing emotions and responsibilities in personal and professional spheres.

5. Hormonal fluctuations: The impact of hormonal changes on emotional states, often overlooked or dismissed.

The power of anger: Reclaiming female rage

Far from being a destructive force, female rage can be a catalyst for change. When acknowledged and channelled constructively, anger can drive advocacy, policy reform, and resistance against inequality.

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The #MeToo movement, women’s marches, and increased representation in politics are testaments to the power of collective female anger.

Addressing the Stigma: Towards a more inclusive dialogue

To fully harness the potential of female rage, society must address the stigma surrounding women’s anger. This involves:

1. Validation and recognition: Acknowledging women’s emotions as legitimate and worthy of attention.

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2. Creating safe spaces: Providing platforms for women to express anger without fear of backlash.

3. Education and awareness: Challenging stereotypes and promoting understanding of women’s experiences.

4. Support systems: Offering resources and support for women dealing with trauma and systemic injustices.

Conclusion

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The age of female rage is a moment of profound transformation, where women’s anger is no longer silenced but celebrated as a force for justice.

By understanding the roots of female rage and addressing the societal structures that fuel it, we can move towards a more equitable and compassionate world.

The journey is complex, but the destination-a society where women’s emotions are respected and their voices are heard is worth the struggle.

References:

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[1] Chemudupati, P. (2022). _The Rage of Women: A Historical Perspective_.

[2] Traister, R. (2018). _Good and Mad:

By Robert Ekow Grimond-Thompson

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