Loool whenever I read anything Edudzi has written, I’ve noticed that I feel a little pang of sadness when I scroll and notice that the end is in sight. It’s such immersive storytelling that I’m usually not quite ready for it to end yet.
It may surprise you what I found today.
Last year, while reporting on this school, I was chased away and threatened by the assemblywoman after exposing how the place became flooded whenever it rained. At the time, the school had no perimeter wall, so anyone could clearly see the situation from outside.
Shortly after my report, walls were put up, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
Today, I decided to find out for myself. I quietly made my way onto the premises after noticing some of the doors were open.
What I discovered was shocking: the school is still flooded.
Despite all that has happened since the story was first told, the problem remains unresolved
This is not a pond. It’s a school compound.
We went to Ofankor and found a school drowning in silence. At St. Peter’s Anglican every rainfall is a crisis.
#JoyNewsFocus
It’s so embarrassing having to comment “recipe” on someone’s instagram post but I do that shit anyway…. I follow one lady who even told people to comment “hungry” I hate her so fucking much. 😭
all I’d done was express surprise, forgetting that we had actually asked God for this. I’m usually a little late with the gratitude(and I’m working on it I promise; it’s just a memory thing), but Thank You God♥️
It just hit me while thinking of a friend of mine who’s easing into a fasting period, that l found out this week that something I’d fasted about last year for another friend of mine had happened! Lool and yet in the moment
I was talking to Boris like "Yo! There's nothing holding you back. Lets go." - Boz
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