Memories with Kim Kim, on your 60th birthday, I can’t help but reminisce about our mischievous adventures. Remember those laundry escapades? Mom entrusted us with money to do the laundry – a simple mission: wash, spin, and dry the clothes. However, temptation always lurked nearby, with a bakery next door and a chip shop just across the street. We couldn’t resist, and the money meant for laundry often ended up invested in cakes and chips. The result?When we returned from our weekly feasts, Mom had dinner ready, only for you to claim you were full. You even explained how I had treated you to cakes and chips, leaving our uncles and aunts in stitches! Your transformation from a quiet and shy individual into a confident and thoughtful person is truly fascinating. I’ve had the privilege of watching my ‘little’ sister grow into the incredible person you are today. Your approach to your career and family has been nothing short of remarkable. You’ve seized opportunities and worked tirelessly to provide for your family, even extending your support to our relatives. I’ve always known I can count on you for support. Thank you, Sis. Enjoy your special day! Our journey fromGhana to London during the turbulent ‘80s wasn’t easy. At the British consulate in Accra, we faced a stern official who made it challenging for us to obtain our passports. I must admit, I lost my temper, but you, the diplomat, tried to calmme down discreetly. When we left, you explained that my outburst might have cost us our passports, but I argued that it was our right and the official was simply being difficult. I can’t imagine anyone daring to deal with you like that today! I am fully aware that your legacy will be one of focus and hard work. You’ve not only set an example for your children but also for your niece, who looks up to you as a go-getter, a high achiever, and a passionate traveler. Your influence is already shaping the next generation. And, ah, the memories from your days at Tech. Your approach to my belongings was quite unique. You’d visit London and lay claim to anything of mine that caught your eye. I even put a lock on my door, but you ended up with the key anyway. Those were the times! Walking down ClaphamHigh Street with you brings back a flood of memories. Settling in Ghana and seeing you off to Holy Child School in Cape Coast. I can’t forget that one time when one of your boxes didn’t make it on the same bus as you did, and I received quite a scolding from our parents. I’ve always felt more like your guardian than your older brother, which is quite amusing considering we’re not that far apart in age. Happy 60th, Kim! Here’s to many more years of wonderful memories and adventures. Your ‘big’ brother Anthony 39 The Birthday Journal
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