handed me the results, I rapidly skimmed through them, longing to see my ‘A’ in Accounting. I reviewed the results repeatedly, examining the name. Surely, it couldn’t belong to me. Surely, there must be an error somewhere. However, no matter how intently I stared, it unequivocally displayed Suzy Akpene Aku Bedzra, and the score was a ‘D.’ It felt impossible. All of a sudden, weariness washed over me. After the initial shock and sadness, I moved beyond the disappointment. I resolved to focus and rewrite the paper during the Nov/Dec session, eventually achieving a brilliant ‘A.’ The challenge lay in my inability to pursue the courses of my preference – B.A. Administration at the University of Ghana, B. Commerce at the University of Cape Coast, or Social Sciences at Kwame Nkrumah’s University of Science and Technology.Thiswasdue toeithernot meeting the cutoff or presenting two different A-Level results. However, I eventually enrolled in Economics and Sociology at the University of Cape Coast (Capevars) in 1995. During my time at the university, my room was a popular gathering spot for friends due to the constant availability of food. I also forged lasting friendships, particularly with Vera Ofori and Kukuwah Amoah, who have remained close to me. I joined the Oguaa Hall Cadet Corp and took part in an acapella and traditional African dance during a 1996 Oguaa Hall Celebration to get better room allocation. As a result, I was one of the few first-year students placed in a room with only one other student. I still remember the acapella performance of the 90s classic pop song “Twisted” by Keith Sweat, sung by Anthea Amoah, Victoria Cobbah, Vera Ofori, and myself. Capevars in 1995was a lot of fun. Our batch was the first group of young students, as previous intakes were mostly adults with families. We were a disruptive bunch, enjoying our time on campus, but not well-liked by the older students. This was also the year when a Diploma in Education was no longer mandatory. Most of us pursued BSc degrees and completed university in three years instead of four. Today, as an adjunct lecturer at Central University, I wish I had learnedmore about preparing lecture notes, teaching, and creating exam questions and marking schemes. 18 The Birthday Journal
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