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  • Protecting the Classroom: What the Obuasi Case Demands of Us

    Protecting the Classroom: What the Obuasi Case Demands of Us

    A school should be a safe place for a child. When allegations of sexual abuse emerge against a headmaster, the person trusted most with that safety, the damage reaches far beyond one campus. And this is not an isolated case: GES reportedly approved about 15 dismissals in sexual harassment cases dating back to 2021.

    The case at Obuasi Senior High Technical School is still unfolding. The headmaster denies the allegation, the police have sent the docket to the Attorney-General, and the courts must do their work.

    But some things don’t have to wait for a verdict.

    The science of education tells us students learn best where they feel safe. Authority in a school is a form of trust, not coercive power. When that trust is abused and complaints seem to vanish, confidence in the whole system collapses.

    So the questions go beyond one man. Who listened when students first spoke up? Why did it take a documentary to move the system? Do our schools make it safe to report?Accountability must include process as well as people: clear reporting channels, protection for those who speak up, and a code of conduct with real consequences.

    Every learner deserves a school that protects them, and building one is the work of all stakeholders, not just select officials.

  • Jason Arday: A Tragic Lesson

    Jason Arday: A Tragic Lesson

    Jason Arday’s death should stop us before it moves us to comment. Here was a man who, by every early account, clawed his way out of circumstance. He was non-verbal until eleven and unable to read or write until eighteen. He moved into the rarest room in British academia and became proof that a story can be rewritten. This is no small feat. He refused to accept the ceiling handed to him.

    These achievements alone should inspire but visibility is as much a debt as much a gift that it may be. The same platform that celebrated his ascent turned, just as publicly, on his descent. The truth of the allegations against him deserves patience, not a rushed out verdict that has been captured by headlines. Now, the man is dead a week after resigning. This fact alone should humble anyone tempted to treat another human being as a symbol first and a person second.

    We are quick to elevate the “youngest,” the “first,” the “only.” We are slower to ask what it costs them to carry that weight alone, and slower still to extend grace once the story stops flattering us. This should be a well-taught lesson to all.

    Through this lesson, we should learn something about how we build people up and how carelessly we can tear them down.

    Rest, Arday.

  • Summer School

  • The Ananse Project

    The Ananse Project

    This project seeks to collect the legends of Ananse.

    Share your version with us today.

    Send via the mail: prj@inasrev.com

  • Africa

    Africa

    The land of my forebears

    The place where my placenta rests

    The lands upon which warrior bloods flow


    I desire to speak of her achievements

    And I stand to ponder


    What can I speak about?

    This causes me to wonder

    Do I speak of achievements?

    Do I speak of failures?


    Do I speak of the past?

    Or do I speak of a future?


    Oh I’ll speak of her future

    A future so bright

    So full of hopes

    That East and West clings to its glamours


    Yet, she is bleakened

    Darkened and exposed at her core

    With the many beguilements that plague her

    Deceptive promises

    And the shortfalls of wily leaderships

    Beguiled with shortsightedness

    And selfishness

    With corruptions

    And insecurities

    And pessimistic views that seem justified


    She appears cursed

    Like a child whose choices mock his own potential

    And like a woman

    Given to pain in the very act that brings her joy

    Is the African cursed?

    The very things that bless her beguile her?


    A mother to great civilisations

    Of the plains near the great nile, Egypt,

    Of the plains of the vast Sahel, Nubia,

    Of the forests, Monomotapan dynasties

    Yet, has she fallen to corruption?


    Friends no longer friends?

    Where are the ideals that moved those who went before us?

    The ideas of Nkrumah

    Convictions that moved the Madiba

    Determinations that strengthened the Sankaras

    These shredded off the chains of imperialism

    Where are their remains?

    Where are the offshoots?


    There is a clamouring darkness

    Calling for lights

    High intensities

    Fierce and able to set new courses

    I look forward

    Hope beams me up

    Arise compatriots!

    Be strong!

    A great light beams up hope ahead

    For this dent of corruptions appear only as a chink

    A chink into the armour that girds our hopes

    Because I see upon the horizon

    A generation that makes the difference

    We are the offshoots you asked for

    The remains of ideals

    Planted by Nkrumah

    Watered by General Sankara and the Great Lumumba

    And tended by the nourishing wisdoms of the Madiba

    God bless Africa!

  • Season’s Greetings

    Season’s Greetings

    The season of Christmas breeds so much fondness for the world, and yet again, this one affords us another opportunity to share as witnesses of the love of Jesus. The love that made a man sacrifice his life for his friends. The love that made God descend into a lowly estate in order that He might gain those He loved.

    In this season, let’s be reminded of the power of love and in all optimistic anticipation, let’s look forward to the upcoming set of days with great intentions.

    Don’t give up hope. Keep it. Nurture it. It will be strength for you in the coming days.

    Compliments of the season, friends. May the blessings of this season continually abide with you and yours henceforth!

    Nasrev

  • I am Hausa

    I am Hausa

    I am Hausa
    A proud Hausa
    My heritage gives me the privilege
    For which I am who I am

    You may know me as something else
    But that is just your opinion
    Listen, let me tell you about myself

    My origin is rooted in the travels of the great Bayajjida
    The traveller from Asia
    As a traveller, he came to settle in the northern regions
    South of the vast Sahara desert

    My people are farmers and hunters
    I am a proud tiller of the soil
    Animals skip at my appearance
    Yes, I am a descendant of great hunters

    You may have eaten some of my delicacies
    Like masa, tuo masara, kunu ngida
    But there is more you are yet to taste
    Like gotte, pette, tuo shinkafa, kunu shinkafa
    And lots more!

  • Something Interesting Worth Sharing

    Something Interesting Worth Sharing

    Background

    As a measure to maintain social distancing, commercial cars have been instructed to take just two to three people on a normal sitting arrangements which take upto three to four people respectively.

    Story

    Boarding a commercial vehicle which normally took maximum three people on a sitting row this morning, there was left three spaces to be filled (under the new circumstances of COVID 19)
    Some four people came, board the car and actually sat in it.
    If they were to take, it means there will be a compromise of just one person.
    But the conductor and the driver refused, and instead, let go of the four potential passengers (due to COVID 19).
    The issue is, the driver and his conductor could have easily compromised with the one potential passenger. But they refused and actually let go of four.This is very interesting because, these kinds of compromise were very frequent and actually done almost always in commercial vehicles in the country prior to COVID 19.

    My Take

    This attitude gives me a lot of hope for the change in attitude among Ghanaians.
    There only need to be a convincing reason. We can achieve a lot as a people.
    There’s hope for the continent of Africa!

  • An Independence Day Message to Ghanaians

    An Independence Day Message to Ghanaians

    On the 6th of March 1957, the country Ghana was birthed as a new nation-state. Having its present name inspired from the “Old Ghana empire”, the country is now 61 years old. With rough and rugged leaderships experiences by the nation, it continues to stand out as the hope of Africa in most respects. This is due to the several factors, of which, the reason of God stands out.

    Our knowledge of freedom, thought by some as good and others as vice versa continues to serve as the core of our nationhood. I am of the opinion that, an analysis of the impact of the knowledge of freedom by the Ghanaian must be left unanalyzed to the contemporary citizen of the country. Therefore, whether its been for our good, or the bad, we, as citizens (not spectators) must continue to keep the positive hope up. And surely, we know, that bright day looms on us.

     

    All peoples in the world are equal, but Ghanaian have, and would continually stand out!

     

    God Bless our Homeland Ghana, and make Her Great and Strong!

     

    Happy Independence Day to all Ghanaian.

  • We Have A Duty!

    Throughout the generations of all who traversed the fields of this university, there have been BUT only one motivation for everyone who made it out successfully and fulfilled.

    That motivation has been the desire and the passion to fulfill their duty.

    The desire to fulfill our duty is intrinsic. And it is good!

    I believe it is time we make this happen; the time for us to begin A New Era for the land and ourselves.

    We are privileged to be handed the onus to set that period in motion.

    It’s time, Technocrats

    Join The Movement, let;s begin a New Era for … #Let’sBeginTheNewEra✊

    An Era of True Advocacy and Proactive Service
    #It’sTimeTechnocrats
    #It’sTimeUST✊
    #Let’sBeginTheNewEra

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