Secondary School “You have had almost all your education in co-ed schools, would you like to try a single-sex school, for secondary school?” theEducationOfficer asked, smiling atme. “Sure, why not?” I thought to myself, as I nodded in acceptance. My mother had taken me to the Education Centre to register me for school, and as I was eleven, I was automatically due for secondary school. That was the practice in those days. So, after a small test, which I passed, I was admitted into a Girls’ school called Haggerston Secondary School, in East London. Haggerston was nice, relaxed, and very different frommy boarding school in Kumasi. Soon, I started to enjoy day school and the soft life there. I also mademany friends there, and took up volleyball and piano lessons. I recall a survey being conducted to identify students from different parts of the world, and someone asking me where I was from, to which, I responded that I was from Ghana. There and then, someone shouted, “We have a Ghanaian in our class!” That was how I became friends with Dora with whom I am still friends to this day. It was easy to assimilate at Haggerston, even though the girls would make fun pathways Of Transformation The It was easy to assimilate at Haggerston, even though the girls would make fun of my Ghanaian accent, I made many lovely friends there, including my best friend, whose child I am godmother to. “ 10 The Birthday Journal
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