SETTING The stage begins in complete darkness. A single spotlight blooms at center stage. Soft flute… distant drums… then stillness. One by one, figures from all previous decades step quietly into the light: the little Yaa Yaa fromFanti NewTown, the schoolgirl on the bone-shaker bus, the City Council young woman, the newmother, the widow-warrior, the community pillar, the grandmother, the church woman. They form a circle—slow, reverent—around the present-day Yaa Yaa… 80 years unshaken, 80 years radiant. NARRATOR (soft, reverent) “From crybaby to queen… From sponge-seller tomother of nations… Fromwidow to warrior… Fromhelper to legend… Yaa Yaa has walked eight decades, and in every season— she left a footprint of love, a fragrance of strength, and a testimony of God’s goodness.” CHORUS (a rising whisper) “Yaa Yaa…Yaa Yaa…Yaa Yaa…” Each decade steps forward, one line each: Child Yaa Yaa: “She began with laughter.” Teen Yaa Yaa: “She grewwith energy.” Young Yaa Yaa: “She loved deeply.” MaaMonica: “She raised giants.” WidowYaa Yaa: “She fought like a lioness.” Community Yaa Yaa: “She lifted others.” EPILOGUE The woman who walks through decades, leaving light behind GrandmaMonica: “She taught wisdom.” ChurchMonica: “She served God wholeheartedly.” They step back into the circle. NARRATOR “And now… at eighty… she stands as a pillar of grace— proof that storms can shape you, faith can carry you, and love can define you.” Drums begin—slow, royal, deep. Dancers enter in flowing white cloth, moving like angels around her. ENSEMBLE (chanting) “Awoman of courage! Awoman of faith! Awoman of heart! Awoman of light!” NARRATOR—FINALWORDS “Her story will outlive her. Her kindness will echo. Her laughter will remain. And generations will rise and say— ‘We were blessed to knowYaa Yaa.’” Golden light floods the stage. All cast members raise their hands toward her. ENTIRE STAGE (thundering) “YAAYAA—AYEKOO!” 198 The Birthday Journal
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