Inside Asiedua’s Chest – My Father Owns It All, Not Me – Part 2
When I read the first part of this article online, I was disappointed in my ‘sister’ for not telling me she was going to share our whole life online. But on a second thought I forgave her because I knew she did it to help others who still think like I used to. I thought of supporting her good course by scripting the second part. It was our last year and last semester and I had chosen to do a free elective that semester so I had to attend a lecture that morning. Not long after I left did I call Asiedua. My mother, whose birthday was coming up that weekend, was returning from a business trip that morning. We were still planning her surprise party and my father was supposed to pick her up from the Airport that morning. “Asiedua”! – I called out her name in a soft shaky voice when she said hello. “Offy what’s up – what is it – is everything okay”? She asked as she sensed some kind of fright in my voice. “I’m at Korle Bu. Can you call your parents please”? I replied. “Is ever...