Scissors, Mic & Pen

My name is Jonny; actually it’s Jonathan. Jonathan Donkor. Don’t worry, I am not going to add that I was born on 27th August or I went to Mfantsipim School or my favourite meals are Banku with fried fish and Jollof rice.

No! I wouldn’t because adding that info will make my introductory piece sound like one of the “myself essays” I wrote way back in basic school. Well, it appears I already have. Forgive me.

At  different  stages of  my life,  according to those “myself essays” I authored in basic school, I wanted  to be a  Priest , a Playwright,  a Poet, a Journalist , a Singer, an Actor, a  Fashion Designer and a lot more I can’t even remember.

Choosing one of them to focus on after senior high school was my worst day and nightmare until I decided that if I can’t be all of them, at least I should be most of them. To achieve this, I categorized them into three, representing each with a tool thus the Scissors, Mic (microphone) and Pen.

Scissors represents Fashion Designing. I’d like to become a celebrated fashion designer whose work would revolve around buttons, a clothing line, I intend naming jOn-buttOns^®. What slightly drives this passion is the disloyalty of most of the tailors I have had since childhood especially the one that stole my fabric and used it to sew a shirt for his son. Can you imagine?

Microphone signifies Music. Even though I enjoy singing in the bathhouse, I’m happy that I have not ended up as a bathroom musician, at least not yet. I read music as one of my elective subjects at Mfantsipim School and currently a chorister in the Ebenezer Methodist Church, Cape Coast. I Love Gospel, Jazz, Soul, R&B and any song I find pleasant to my ears. I have written a few songs, my favourite being a birthday song I wrote for my dearest friend and I believe that if John Legend, Stevie Wonder and Ghana’s Efya, my favorites, have done it, I too can.

Pen of course, symbolizes Writing. Aside what you are reading, I write poems, plays, short stories, movie scripts, tributes, in fact anything that requires a touch of creativity.  I host three blogs http://jonnydonkor.blogspot.com for poetry, www.fiction-files.blogspot.com for fiction and www.mystolenshots.blogspot.com for slightly humorous but thought provoking pictures and of course I co-host www.lifebeyonduniversity.blogspot.com. My personal motto is “write to right and delight.”

Completing Ghana Institute of Journalism (GIJ) makes me thrilled. At least, for now, the Pen part of my dream is gradually taking shape and this springs optimism that with hard work, dedication and determination, the Scissors and Mic parts will also be accomplished.

My name is Jonny; actually it’s Jonathan. Jonathan Donkor. The future is my destination and I want you be my guest as I journey through Life Beyond University with my Scissors, Mic and Pen.

MY FAMILY

From Drew.


Most of us were born alone, except of course twins. We spend nine months living alone in our mother's womb but the moment we come out, announcing our arrival with a cry, we begin to live with others.

We are introduced to a family that is supposed to protect us and care for us.

My name is Andrew Tetteh but you can call me Drew. Growing up for me was a little away from the ‘normal’ well, like I tell my friends; I don't come from a ‘normal’ family. It's not that my family is crazy or something but my family history's is not what most of my friends have.

Ever since I knew who I was and had a fair idea of our existence as human beings (eight or nine years old), I have never lived under the same roof with my entire nuclear family for more than three weeks before. It is either with my brothers and/or with either one of my parents.

At school my friends talk about their family and certain things they share, they speak so highly of the “family bond” but I realized I had no clue as what my family had in common apart from our names and our bloodline. I wished then that I will one day experience the same thing they talk of. This was way back in primary, fast forward to present day university graduate and I have not yet experienced the so called family togetherness or bond.

The interesting thing here is that I'm not complaining and more so I wasn't craving for that experience. In the end my realization is that my friends have their family story and I also have mine, which is unique to me and my family.

It wasn't that my family didn't have a story or was not 'normal' as I believed it to be, but the fact was that we did have a story. It was not a story of us living in one big house together but a rich story of us living physically apart from each other yet staying together because of love and respect. Yes my family is a normal family. It is our normal, besides who defines what is a normal family?

Living in the same house is a good thing, but if you don't have that it does not warrant complaining about not having a good family. What is most important is love amongst you, this I learned from my dad Richard Botchway, Agatha Botchway my mum, Nathaniel Tetteh Snr, Benard Tetteh, Micheal Tetteh, Kingsford Tetteh and Nathaniel Tetteh Jnr my five big bully brothers. I hope they will not read this else I will not get a gift on my next birthday; March 25.

I have been to college, finished successfully and I could not have done this without the help of my family.

One thing I have learned is that every family has a story, a unique one for that matter and there is no way you can have the same family experience as that of your friend. The most important thing is to find ways to make your family work. It took me twenty three years of searching to get this answer.

I hope yours ends here.

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LIFE EXPERIENCES

                                                                              

So we went to school, did our best and passed our exams; coming out with flying colors and then we got a job. We both got a middle class houses on mortgage while we were pretty sure our jobs was secured. A good one for that matter and then we started taking our girlfriends serious. We started discussing marriage and then we got really serious and did the unthinkable; we met the parents.

After a month or two, one of us took the lead and went for the engagement list and he realized he doesn't have enough savings so he started buying them in bits and when he realized that he had bought two third of the items of the list he set a date for the engagement and the wedding date too.

Two weeks to the day his wife and him started buying the rest of the items but then their savings begun showing in the red, the next natural thing to do was to start contemplating whether to postpone the wedding or borrow money to pay for the rather lavish celebration they have planned. Postponing was taken off the list because their parents have invited all their people from the village and they have embarked on the three day journey already. So, the only option left was to borrow. He did not ask us for the money but a business associate instead.

Well, the wedding was great; there was plenty of food and drinks. The music was superb; he hired the best live band in town and got the most sorts after venue for the reception. The marriage ceremony was everything he had read about from the fairy tales books during his childhood and now, it is his reality.

The honeymoon was unimaginable, a four star service, but when they got back, his friend business associate from whom he borrowed the money to pay for the rest of the wedding had left him a voice message on the answering machine. His lender was in a serious financial mess and could do with the money he borrowed him, preferred deadline for payment; three weeks. What a start to a marriage life, gasped.

This is a real life story but not ours, follow this blog for real life stories about us, (three university graduates) as we cope with life after school. We will tell you everything concerning our hustle in life from our career to our love life, nothing is off limits.

Most importantly we hope that these life stories of ours will help you live your own life……. Sometimes we think we are alone in our misery but most often than not there are thousands more also wearing the same issues as us.

It is our wish that you learn from our real life experiences and do not repeat our mistakes….

Our names are Lemuel Nortey, Jonathan Donkor and Andrew Tetteh but we prefer that you know us as Lemuel, Jonny and Drew.