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When Christian Atsu followed Pelé

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When Ednes Arantes do Nasci­mento died in the very twi­light of 2022 the world stood still. Not that his death was unexpect­ed; he was losing his battle against colon cancer and, at a point, was not responding to any medication. The world knew him simply as Pelé.

What endeared Pelé to the world was his persona on and off the football field. He was a gentleman par excel­lence, a model to budding footballers, a philanthropist and an exceptionally humble person. He was the only person to have won three World Cups, scored 1,283 (some say 1,289) goals in his career.

Many who did not see Pelé in action back in his day are quick to compare him to the Argentine leg­end, Diego Amardo Maradona, as the greatest footballer of all time. What put Pelé over and above Maradona was the totality of their characters. The Argentine had dented his own image by drugs that eventually caused his early demise. Maradona failed as a credible ambassador for the sweet game of football with his addiction to cocaine.

Though Pelé was almost a Don Juan, his escapades did not diminish his stature on the world scene. He was, indeed, declared athlete of the 20th Century. He was a UNICEF ambassador and supported orphanages financially. Many of these deeds became known after his death.

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Then comes the tragic, untimely yet painful death of Ghana’s own Christian Atsu Twasam in the earthquake in Turki­ye on the 6th of last month. Ghanaians were on tenter­hooks when it was announced that Atsu was on the 9th floor of an apartment block that suffered the natural disas­ter.

We crossed our fingers in prayer that he should be pulled out alive and, for almost a week after, nothing was heard about his whereabouts. His partner, with whom he had three chil­dren, cried to the world to find her man. His twin sister did the same from Ghana.

And when the news broke of the discovery of his remains Ghana was totally heartbroken. In the end it put a nation’s anxiety to rest. We had a clo­sure one way or another. That gem of a professional footballer was gone. But the pain will manifest at his funeral and after.

Atsu was just as humble as Pelé was and even more philanthropic. Though very shy before the cameras he was not as shy with his generosity.

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As an ardent follower of football I have followed the life and game of many world Ghanaian footballers. Atsu was one such person. I knew he was overly philanthropic and I had met with a few people who were beneficiaries of his generosity.

But, most of them were quick to add that Atsu did not want them to make noise about what he did for them. I am told he bought instruments for a friend who wanted to establish a church, but warned him not to engage in false miracle per­formances.

My heart went to the poor children who I watched sobbing in a video from a school Atsu had helped estab­lish. It was really heart-wrenching to watch.

People have spoken on radio and television attesting to Atsu’s benevo­lence. This is what makes me happy. Happy, because great souls will do great things and prefer no adulation and public mention of their good deeds. Atsu is a great soul. He reminds me of the Christ Jesus who healed peo­ple and told them not to tell anyone.

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Of course, Christ knew that the people He healed would not keep their mouths shut. So did Atsu because some of us knew his goodness. I’m in no way comparing Christian Atsu to Jesus. I’m only trying to accentuate the esoteric that we should not let trumpets herald the good we do for others.

As there is no vacuum in nature, our goodness will get told one way or the other. It is not for us to gloat. Atsu knew his own background and did not want to see others face similar circum­stances if he could help it. He did not need to earn the megabucks as some footballers did in order to help. Help he did.

I am unable to forgive the ignora­muses; I rather pity them. I have read and heard some of these characters try to chastise those who are eulogising Atsu for his deeds. Their beef is why they did not praise Atsu while he was alive. How do you celebrate a bene­factor who tells you not to make noise about what he does for you?

I used to tell my children that they would only know who their Dad was at my funeral. I have even since re­vised this so that no trib­utes are presented at my cre­mation. If no trum­pets her­alded my birth, why should they herald my departure? But the only choice Atsu had was to do silent deeds.

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Sadly, some of those criticising the praise singers are men of God who should know better. This only points to our lighthearted or fake approach to God’s work. I was hoping they would call on Atsu’s footballing colleagues to take over and care for those poor children who have become ‘orphaned’ by his death.

I know some of our so-called stars would rather gather friends and acquaintances to go out and chill in an all-night orgy of self indulgence. After all, no one earned the money for them. I know there are others doing bigger things than Atsu sought to do, yet make no noise about their deeds. I know those who would give goodies to their parents in the full glare of the public.

As is with every sad situation, les­sons abound in the Atsu narrative. How do we in the public limelight handle our lives and our affairs? What legacy do we leave when we are no more? How do we expect to be remembered? Whether we leave a positive footprint in the sands of time is an individual choice to make.

Some died and only a paragraph was written in their memories. Some were not even made public till you asked of them before you knew they were gone. Very soon, Atsu will be all but forgotten, save the beneficiaries of his largesse. However, his benevolence will live after him.

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Let us encourage those who are minded to use their public image and resources to help the less fortunate do so without let or hindrance. There is always a blessing and a sense of fulfill­ment in giving rather than receiving.

Pelé left a footprint on the foot­ball stage that will never be wiped out. No wonder FIFA has decreed that each member country should dedicate and name one stadium after the great Brazilian. Many countries have started. However, Ghana has a Pelé of its own in the person of Abedi Ayew.

Therefore, if any of our stadiums is named Pelé, many Ghanaians will think it is after our legend, Abedi. I am yet to know what our government and the GFA will do about this. If you asked me, I would suggest a Do Nascimento Stadium. What of Do Nascimento Pelé Stadium?

Now, is there anything the GFA can do to immortalise Christian Atsu? His could be a special case when we come to think of the circumstances of his painful exit.

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May the Good Lord grant Christian Atsu Twasam eternal rest and grant his family and friends the fortitude to bear the great loss.

Writer’s email address:

akofa45@yahoo.com

By Dr. Akofa K. Segbefia

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The eye is indeed the lamp of the body

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There is a scripture that is found in Matthew 6:22 which says that the lamp of the body is the eye and therefore the eye must see well to enable the body to get to its destination.  

What most people do not know is that behind the scenes, there is a strong interaction between the eyes and the brain before a picture becomes clear.  The state of mind therefore is crucial to the eye seeing clearly to enable the body to process accurately the information the eyes are feeding it for proper identification of what the eyes see. 

This is similar to how a person behaves i.e. what informs the decisions that forms in the mind that results in the actions that a person performs.  The actions of a person does not therefore just happen but is as a result of things that went on in the mind, which in most cases resulted from information passed on to it by the eyes either consciously or unconsciously.

There are so many issues that affect our society which makes one wonder, whether the people who displayed such acts were created by someone or something other than God. 

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How can a person see a beach created by God with beautiful beaches and fresh air blowing all around, decides to defecate at such places, and therefore desecrate the environment?  lt is simply mind boggling? 

When other people in other countries who dwell on the coast are using their beaches for tourist attraction purposes as a means of livelihood and also to promote environmental health, some people living around our beaches, have turned them into rubbish dumping sites and toilets. 

It is a very sad situation and the earlier we did something about it the better.  It is a national emergency that must engage the attention, first of the government and then the citizenry, where religious bodies and NGOs must play a critical role.

The things we focus on in this country, needs to be addressed.  Our minds which processes the info the eyes send to the brain, must be disciplined.  There are certain behaviours that a disciplined mind can ignore even when the eye has provided info to the brain.  One of the things a disciplined mind does, is the avoidance of a second look, which is critical for every person who wants to avoid adultery or fornication. 

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Once a person is not blind, he will see things.  The boobs, the ‘shankus’, the coca cola shapes, the light complexioned, the dark complexioned etc. the eyes will definitely see and report same to the brain.  What the brain or the mind decides to do or instructs the eye to do is the issue. 

It can decide to instruct the eye to take a second look and let the mind drool over it or say ignore it and that will be the end.

If the mind becomes trained to focus on environmental issues like clean environment, the eyes will automatically be reporting on insanitary conditions to the brain as and when it sees them.  The mind will pay attention to such data and begin to process them and to identify solutions to deal with the reported insanitary conditions. 

There is the need to encourage citizens to train the mind to focus on the right thing so that in tandem with the eyes, focus will be maintained.  When the mind is so trained, it communicates with the eye to also focus on hood things that helps in both are spiritual life and our secular lives, for indeed the eyes are the lamp of the body.  God bless.

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 Arming the Sikaman journalists to the teeth

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THE relationship between New Times Corporation (NTC) and African Concrete Productions (ACP) is based entirely on matters of the stomach. Each depends on the other in a dietary symbiosis, reinforced by the close proximity of each other

At lunchtime, you’d see a particular set of Times workers marching regimentally to ACP to face the wall. You’d think they are soldiers. It has long been declared that the company manufactures the best kokonte in the Greater Accra Region. ACP is, therefore, a culinary haven for those NTC kokonte fans, both male and female.

As the NTC kokonte warriors cross the border to ACP, you’d see some ACP banku fanatics dancing joyously to NTC. They are lucky folks because they do not have to obtain visa to enter into ‘Times’ to attack the balls of banku with precision and accuracy. They also claim that the lightsoup at ‘Times’ is arguably the best in West Africa.

So the relationship between the two entities was quite cordial and based practically on stomach palaver, until ACP workers staged an industrial revolution, whereupon the managing director, accountant and estate manager were allegedly stripped naked and locked up in a room. An insurgency had began in earnest.

An ACP worker came to ‘Times’, this time not to eat banku and okro. He had come to inform newsmen that juicy stuff awaited them at ACP. It could make a front page lead story.

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A camerawoman and a female reporter were accordingly dispatched to go and bring back news, juicy news as juicy as kokonte and groundnut soup.

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I was driving to work when I espied the familiar camerawoman clicking away outside the ACP premises. I didn’t see any ‘Times’ reporter but angry workers who were on the verge of getting violent. I slowed down and the driver behind blew his horn at me like a lunatic. I drove on.

Later, I heard the reporter and camerawoman were harassed and brutalised. The report came,. “The camerawoman, Mrs Salome Adonu-Agbottah and reporter Mrs Doreen Allotey, in an attempt to retrieve the camera which the workers had seized from them were severely beaten. They were manhandled and almost pushed into a big gutter opposite the company’s premises.

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“….The camerawoman had bruises on her body, her hand bag was destroyed and the money in it stolen. Mrs Allotey’s watch was also snatched and her feet stamped on.”

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Luckily, it was not her nose that was trampled upon. She has a beautiful nose.

The bad news was received with extreme sorrow. If the victims had been men, it would not have seemed too bad. But to brutalise women is just unacceptable. The New Times Corporation has not stopped mourning the incident which has been condemned in many circles.

Some people keep asking me why Times sent females to cover a potentially violent demonstration. I tell them they might as well ask why CNN’s amazon, Christina Amanpour, is assigned to cover the carnage in Bosnia-Herzegovina and Rwanda. She is always on the frontline in jeans and jacket.

Journalism is a potentially hazardous profession, and once you accept to study and practise the trade, you might as well bone up to face any assignment as long as your superiors feel you are capable of handling it or you have demonstrated the capacity to handle it. Both males and females can be assigned anywhere, anytime just like policemen and women are assigned.

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The only difference between cops and pressmen is that the latter are armed only with a pen and the former with a gun. The question is should newsmen also arm themselves so that in any event of an assault they would not be found wanting in self-defence? They can’t adequately defend themselves with a pen and a jotter. A pen cannot even disfigure an opponent’s upper lip.

Photo-journalists have particularly suffered violence. Spectator ace-cameraman Vincent Dzatse was severely assaulted by AMA men when he attempted to take pictures of their indiscretions.

Sports cameraman, P. K. Arthur has been beaten more than once at the sports stadium when riots errupted and he wanted to capture it on his lenses.

Some sports journalists have been banned from entering the Accra Sports Stadium by supporters because in their comments, they didn’t write “sense”. Some supporters once nearly lynched Christian Abbew, Spectator Sports Editor, near a courtroom. He was stoned like the biblical Stephen. He had gone to defend a contempt charge.

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I think it is time journalists met and discussed how best to defend themselves in any event of an attack by individuals or mobs. In the pursuance of their duty, they must be free from harassment and assault.

Some journalists go to work and return home with a black-eye or a double fore-head. It is just not right. Something has to be done about it. I think journalists should be armed. But first we must be trained in the use of firearms so that our warning shot do not hit below the belt. What about training in Kung Fu?

This article was first published on Saturday, October 17, 1998.

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