I’ve never been to the northern region of Ghana, But I’ve seen pictures and heard tales of flying guinea fouls, Cattle worth more than gold, A sun with rays like that of a crystal jewel and  battles amongst  great and mighty Chiefs. 

Afropole put me up to this.  

I wasn’t born at the time, But I am a reincarnation of one of the guards standing behind Yaa Asantewaa. Imagine standing next to the most powerful Ghanaian woman in the whole of Ghana at the time. She did what men couldn’t do and she went where men were afraid to go.

 Afropole put me up to this.

The Ga Adamgbe suffered the horrors of a famine which they never forgot. The the sea, the food, the music and the women were all given freely by the gods and so was the famine.

Growing up listening to stories about black magic, mermaids (maame water) dwarfs and other mystical creatures put some sort of fear in me anytime I thought about the Volta region and it’s people. I have a different perspective now, I admire the culture, the lush green vegetation scattered across the plains and the food. To be honest I want to have conversations with a mermaid and eat some bananas with the dwarfs.

The family, the greatest and strongest empire that ever existed in Ghana from 1701 to present day from my point of view, Asanteman.