SCALING THE WALLS OF LIFE PART 3: REVEALING THE WORLDS DEEPEST SECRET. By Anthony Obeng Afrane. Friends, many thanks for enjoying my series, Scaling the Walls of Life, which was evident through your phone calls, likes and comments. In part 2, I alluded to the fact that ideas are the key ingredients one needs to be successful, and that to get ideas one has to do a lot of dreaming. There is a strong correlation between ideas and knowledge, and I wish to state here that you need to acquire knowledge in your search for ideas. Not only that, knowledge is a kind of compass that will lead you in your lifes journey, without it we are doomed. Little wonder the Bible says in Hosea 4:6 that my people perish or are destroyed for lack of knowledge. A friend who lives in Liberia told me that the Ebola disease is excessively prevalent in the rural areas of the country where illiteracy rate is high. We acquire knowledge through reading and that is one of the deep secrets of the world. One of the ways Whites made sure Blacks did not develop was to make reading illegal during the Slave Trade; slaves who got near books were mercilessly beaten, and some people believe that is why Blacks dont read. Most of the words great achievers are avid readers. Im told the secret behind the successes of the Late Komla Dumor is reading. I mentioned earlier in part one of this work that I would like to give much practical examples using my life stories; the following story of mine will help me drive home my point on the need to read. Many years ago, in the 70s, I got the opportunity to get acquainted with the family of the Late Dr. Efua Theodora Sutherland one of Africas finest playwrights through my father who was her driver. During school vacations, I went to her house to help in cleaning, weeding; and did other house chores for her household. I recall Madam Efua Sutherland once told me to take advantage of the well stocked library in her house and read as many books as possible. To satisfy her, Ill pick up a book and pretend to be reading. In few days, Ill send it back to the library and pick another book, and the deception continued till my cup was full. One day, the Late Dr. Efua Sutherland told me to give a summary of a book she saw me reading the previous week, and I was found wanting - there was an uncomfortable silence, and I observed that she was disturbed and considerably puzzled. Since then, fearing that I would be asked to summarize the books Ive read, and also to make her happy, I became serious and read many books from her library, mostly the African Writers Series. Many months later, I was given an assignment by one of her daughters to write an essay. The topic was A typical football match. The instruction given me was that I should write the role I played in the match, whether as a child gone to watch the match with my father, a player, a referee, etc. but I shouldnt use the first person-pronoun I I was in Secondary School form two then, and I discussed the topic with some friends in my neighbourhood who were many years my seniors in school. They told me it is not possibly to write about the role I played in a football match without using I. On a second thought, I recollected the writing styles of the authors whose books I had read, and completed the assignment. When the work was submitted, the daughter of Dr. Sutherland told me that Ive done very well, and that she and her siblings were not able to do the same assignment when they were at my level. All her siblings got first class at the university. I was very much encouraged by this revelation, given that I was a son of a poor driver and they were from an affluent home and were more exposed than me. When the lady who gave me the assignment became a Minister of State many years later, I told myself that I can do more. As if to tell me: Kofi, tweaa, you are not my co-equal, catch me if you can, she became a university professor. The Lady I am referring to is Professor Esi Sutherland-Addy. Through the intervention of the Sutherlands I have been addicted to reading and I cant sleep at night till I have read for at least an hour. I wouldnt have gotten to where I am today without the help of this wonderful family; it was an inestimable privilege associating with them, and I keep thanking Sister Esi whenever I meet her. To the glory of God not only am I the National Deputy General Secretary of the Ghana Association of Writers, but have 11 published works to my credit, five of these are being used by the Ghana Library Board, and one by the Ministry of Education in Ghana; and two have found their way in the libraries of the University of Illinois and the Yale University in the United States of America. I believe I havent achieved a quarter of my potential; it is my fervent desire to win the Caine Prize for African writers or the Commonwealth Writers Prize by 2016, and ultimately the Nobel Prize in literature before I leave this world. Hehehehe, that is a toothsome desire, isnt it? Im optimistic this could be achieved through serious reading; I have resolved to read at least a book (an average of 250 pages) every week aside other supplementary reading this year, and Im almost done with my second book for this month. I dont want to weary you with my long story and encomiums, but want to tell you that through reading, more gold has been mined in the brains of men than in the earth, lets, therefore, not see reading as a tawdry chore but as a way of life that can help unearth the gold in us. And I must reasonably reiterate that to achieve this, three things are needed: reading, and reading, and reading. .https://wordpress/stats/anthonyobengafrane.wordpress
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 18:39:00 +0000
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