Taking care of my younger brother came naturally to me. Even as a little girl, I felt a sense of responsibility for him. There’s one story frommy childhood that still makes me smile. My mother once travelled to Togo on one of her business trips. It was meant to be a short visit, but the border was closed, and she ended up stranded for several days. Naturally, she was worried about how we were managing at home. But when she returned, the tenants in our compound had stories to tell. Apparently, I had taken charge— cooking all sorts of dishes, sharing with the children in the house, and making excellent use of the fowls we were rearing at the time. I had basically run a mini-restaurant while she was away! They nicknamed me the “Great Chef ”, and it was a title I wore proudly. I began my formal education at Harrow International Preparatory School, where my love for learning first took root and laid the academic foundation that would support me in the years to come. Later, I transitioned to Kotoka Primary School, where I completed my primary education. This move brought new friendships, fresh challenges, and a different environment that shaped me in meaningful ways. After primary school, I moved on to Armed Forces Secondary School—a bridge to greater independence and broader perspectives. Not long after, I walked through the gates of Accra Girls’ School, where the next chapter of my life—my teenage years—would begin. Looking back, those early years were full of simple joys, big dreams, and quiet strength. Even then, I was learning how to nurture, how to lead, and how to live with heart. Taking care of my younger brother came naturally to me. Even as a little girl, I felt a sense of responsibility for him. “ The Birthday Journal 7
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