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This was not surprising. I was born a big baby, and even on January 12, 1974, when I was born at the Maternity Ward of Komfo Anokye Teaching Hospital in Kumasi, my parents, Dr. George Kofi Baffour Nsenkyire Akosa, and Mabel Akua Domaa Antwi (Mrs. Akosa), looked on, stunned by the size of their newborn baby girl. They named me Nana Ama Konadu YiadomAkosa. I must have been quite an independent baby because my mother would tell me stories of how she would leave me at home for a few hours to attend to her job as a teacher, having had no house help at the time. She would prepare my food in bottles and put it next to me in my crib; then when I woke up, I would turn, take the bottle, stick it in my mouth, suck its contents, and then go back to sleep. My Childhood My father was a lecturer in Civil Engineering at the University of Science and Technology, later becoming the Minister of Science and Technology during Rawlings’ time. He eventually became a consultant. My mother was a teacher at Amadiyah Secondary School and later became a baker with her own bakery. I remember how people used to line up for her bread in the morning. The bread was always ready by 6.00 am, and we woke up at 4.00 am to start baking. She would light the traditional oven, and by 4.45 am, we would start putting the bread in. She later stopped to pursue business, working the Accra-London route before settling in the United States of America. Mom was a great cook and taught me everything I know in the kitchen today. 7 The Birthday Journal

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