Re-Ghana is for sale

Saw this somewhere, quite harsh but interesting.

 

Hello Chris-Vincent,

I read your recent article titled “Ghana is FOR SALE, Who Wants to Buy? | The Chinese, the Koreans or the Americans?” with extreme joy and to be frank, I love the way you were straight with things. Indeed, Ghana is being and has always been ran by people with little or no clue about governance, with no sense of direction and no strong plans for the country despite their many high education titles.

However, even if we sell Ghana to the Chinese, the Americans or the South Koreans as you suggested and bring their leaders here to take charge of affairs; nothing will change because the problems of Ghana are mainly due to the over 22 million citizens and not the few people in power.

Sorry to say, Ghanaians by default are lazy and stupid and as the years go by, they’ve become even more stupid, ignorant and lazy. Ghanaians do not think and they operate as if they have no ability to think. They will rather let some supreme being in heaven do the thinking for them while they pray that things around them be fixed by divine intervention.

Ghana is one hell of a big JOKE and the comedians are the citizens who have no working ethics, resulting in poor productivity which strengthens the chain of poverty.

Look, let me tell you and those who may read this the truth, Ghana will not get any better unless the people begin to behave and think like human beings by starting to use their thinking faculties and borrow the hard working ethics of others. And while at it, they should let go their low self-esteem which controls their desire to be others, admire the food and lifestyle of others without any respect for who they themselves are and what they have.

Once again, let me say that Ghana is a joke and if there is indeed HELL, Ghanaians are already living in hell and are being punished for being so stupid, greedy and lazy.

A Ghanaian does not want to sweat and work hard, but he wants to live like a Queen or a King and they believe their God will do this for them. Instead of working two jobs to improve their condition, they will rather attend church services twice a day to increase the prospects of their prayers being heard. What a bunch of idiots put together in a country called Ghana.

Where in this world will you have so many people as foolish as Ghana, believing in superstition and all manner of nonsense—literally, refusing to critically think and make good use of their brains? It is as if the Ghanaian brain has been injected with ‘stupidity’.

The Educational system in Ghana in itself is pretty useless, all students do is chew and pour, studying stupid subjects like Swahili with no job prospects and when they come out, they blame the economy. What the heck is really wrong with us as people?

Did you not see how sane Ghanaians were fighting over second hand clothes of white men in that BBC documentary with some even saying; they prefer such clothes to the Ghanaian one even if they can afford the latter? We are just useless in thinking, in walking, in running and in making anything better for ourselves.

The leaders of Ghana are Ghanaians so what do you expect? Just like the people, the leaders have the same mind, attitude, work ethics and low thinking speed.

Tell the Ghanaian the truth and he will turn around to insult you. Present a Ghanaian the evidence or the fact and he will opt for superstition and disconnected beliefs.

Offer the Ghanaian a reliable route to change and he will opt for miracles by waiting on God to answer his or her prayers. For Christ sake, there are billions of people in this world praying to God, so why will any sensible person think he or she is so special that his or her prayer will be answered first or immediately?

God has given us brains but we have refused to use that brain, still waiting on God to do the thinking and fix everything for us. So God has come to a realization that we are stupid and he will not even bother with us.

Sometimes, I settle for the assumption that, Ghanaians are doomed. What else will explain our gross stupidity and ethics?

Go and see the Ghanaian gutters and the environment, who makes all those rubbish and puts them in the gutters? We all know it is not the government, rather the people. And when mosquitoes breed and begin to kill them through Malaria, they start blaming the Government, forgetting that they are caused of their own deaths.

While others are thinking forward with a rocket speed, Ghanaians are thinking backwards with a snail speed. We do not think logically and examine things logically to find solutions to our problems; we wait for help from heaven or from foreigners. Why must we always be rescued by others and not by ourselves?

Ghanaians are just losers who love to blame others for their own-caused problems. They will blame everybody but not themselves…

From: Owusu Agyeman | New York-USA

THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 35

[20:09, 23/05/2015] King Bruce: Part 35

Chaiii, this girl no go kill me”. She knelt down on the floor by the edge of the bed and started a hand- job on the lazy sleeping dick. Before I knew it, dickson was rising again. It was then that I relized the power of seduction. As dickson was erecting, she was complementing it with her mouth by sucking and licking it until it gained full erection. She picked my condom at the usual place, tore the nylon and inserted it on the dick. She climbed up the bed and sat on it riding it up and down. I was carried away with the fucking that I didn’t sense any trouble ahead. A few minutes into the “girl ontop riding”, I began to hear a strange sound. I ignored at first thinking it was from the stereo. But the sound kept coming, it was then I realized it was a knock on my door.

****who could that be?, I wasn’t expecting anyone. “I thought”****.

I pushed sikirat away on top of me. I could see a look of dissatisfaction on her face as she was lieing naked beside me while my condom was still on my dick. I lowered the sound system and asked “who is there?.”. A voice answered from outside, Its me JANET!!,

*** sheiiiiiiiii, na me dem don catch today*****

ME: I’m coming please

****within the speed of light, sikirat was wearing her cloths, I put on my 3-quarters and singlet after removing the condom and threw it  under the matress*****

JANET: open this door ooo,  are you hiding someone?
ME: I’m coming,
JANET: hurry up and let me see who owns these slippers at your door mouth.

” Chaiii, kasala don burst, I intended hiding sikirat in the bathroom before but its too late, janet was a smart and impatient girl who will search the whole house most especially when she has found slippers at the entrance. Sikirat was trembling and shivering seriously as I was going to the door, I held the handle of the door while still locked from inside. “Push it from outside” I said.

JANET: its not opening,  are you hiding someone?

I signalled to sikirat to spray the air freshener, spread books on the floor and sit down on the rug as if she was solving exercise. That seem the only thing I could do at that moment, I rubbed my chest as a sign that she should calm down and act along. My heart was beating heavily as I opened the lock behind the door for janet to enter.

JANET: whaaaaaat!!!!!, maid in my boyfriend’s room?, what is going on here?

Sikirat: ***trembling and shaking** no ma. Its not what you think ma.

ME: **** I stood in-between janet and sikirat to prevent combat**,

I can explain to u janet, its not what you think.

JANET: ****loosing patience and becoming restless***. Ok, go ahead and explain to me how you have been sleeping around with this dirty girl, our maid for that matter. oluwale, so your are this useless and classless??

ME: **i faced janet as sikirat was standing at the edge of the wall***. janet, please listen to me, its not what you think, sikirat here, only begged me to help her in arithmetic lessons and infact, today was her first session, you can see books spread on the floor. Plsss
JANET: arithmetic abi ?, and you can’t do it openly with her in your compound abi , and you locked yourself inside with her and I have been knocking for the past 5minutes, arithmetic abi? Hmm you sprayed air freshener and even increased your sound system?. You think I’m a fool? “Gbooooosa”, she slapped sikirat.
ME: ***frightened as sikirat was crying****. Janet plss, you know I loved playing music, and also, I should have informed you about the lesson but I felt you might not welcome it. I just wanted to impact her life positively and that was why I agreed to tutor her please.
JANET: ehn ehnn, you think I’m a fool?, no wonder she comes back late from market all the time, so this is where you always come to fuck abi?

“Gbooosa” another slap on sikirat’s face.

ME: ****i held janet and moved her far away from sikirat***
sikirat was crying helplessly. “Janet, you are just dragging this issue too far, I’m only helping her and that’s all.

JANET: ****still wailing and shouting restlessly***.No problem, mummy will hear about this I swear. As f [truncated by WhatsApp]
[20:45, 23/05/2015] King Bruce: janet was so excited, i kept wondering what could have made her happy like this, i followed her, on getting to her room, she said “Tizma, sit down and let me show u something” I sat down on the edge of her bed, and kept watching as she pulled off her yellow top. janet wore a black bikini skirt…woow, she played her LG music system and started dancing and stripping, woow, i never knew janet was good at stripping like that. she was winding to SUGARMAN by Chris Whyze..my dick signalled instantly, she moved closer to me, she startd using her tongue to tease my ear and lipz…chaii, e don set again.this girl go kill me today. She pushed me to the bed, and started to remove my belt, she unzipped my shirt and my trouser, chaii…i don die, she wispered to me “just watch me”..

i was left with only my boxers alone and at this point my dick had stood at attention, ready to present arms like a diligent soldier on parade. Indeed, Janet is absolutely a bad girl..she collected my boxers and i was fully unclad. She commenced with sucking me and as she was doing the mouth job, i totally lost control, untill i suddenly heard “paaaaa” it was a slap on my face, it sounded like thurnder, before i could open my eyes to see what was going on, another one went in again...wham!!!..chaii, i couldn't see well again..... all i could see was small small stars runing up and down just like a black and white tv that has lost signal. My  brain disconnected instantly and my heart quickly sought refuge in my toes. My eardrum was now sounding like a suzuki machine, but i could hear someone saying *mr champion, u think u are wise abi?..u are giving 3 people one stick to use at the same time and you think u be real man abi?..i wil make u a scape goat*.....  chaii, this sounded like madam’s voice oøo, i tried to open my eyes a little and my eyes produced images of lot of ladies inside the room that ended up confusing my brain box

Another slap went in.....wham!!!, then another followed and another. Then some other object was also being used to hit my head mercilessly, i tried to move myself, then i noticed that i had been tied with a rope.. chaii, see me see disgrace, these people gave me a beating of my life that i almost went into coma..2hours later they released me, and l was totally out of energy, i found a way to grap my boxers and run for my life. I run soo fast that i didn't realise i had run past my house and moreso, just wearing my boxers. The road started looking unfamiliar and i started feeling dizzy as well and within some moment i slipped and fell heavily in a big gutter by the road, hitting my head to the edge of the gutter. I passed out instantly. I had lost consciousness and was in coma for a whole week.

Some good samaritans had managed to send me to a hospital where i was put under observation. By the time i finally opened my eyes, i saw madam sitting by my bed with Janet and Sikirat standing by..........i got very scared and wanted to set my self free from the bed and runaway hence, i began to shiver and in less than 5min, i passed out again and this time into eternity.

Baba God, this is how i lost the precious gift of life that you bestowed on us with my careless life of sexcapes. Please forgive me and admit me into your heavenly kingdom. God looked at me and smiled, then He said unto me.....

"my son, the life you lead is a testament of who you are, what you deserve, and where you are going. Life is a bundle of character choices, and the options are widely opened to you. I have made you in my own image and given you the power over all things upon the surface of the earth but you opt to be ruled by the objects of the world instead of ruling these same objects. Just stay calm and keep looking around you, a door leading to your preferred life choices will open and the ground on which you stand will tilt in the direction of the door and slide you through the entrance."

Then I heard an angel shout.....next

Well, if you are reading this then obviously you are not the next to stand before the heavenly Father after me to tell your story. The pow [truncated by WhatsApp]

THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 34

Part 34 ��READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED - GUYS, AVOID READING IN PUBLIC, YOU MAY NOT BE ABLE TO WAKE UP AND CONFIDENTLY WALK AWAY ��

Few weeks after janet’s post jamb. It was a market day and I was at home as usual waiting for my lovely sikirat to come.. I had spread a new bed sheet and sprayed air freshener as usual. At about 9am, sikirat arrived. She helped me in preparing soup with the ingredients I had purchased earlier in the day. The cooking lasted till a few minutes to 10am then we started our lessons. After the english and math tutorial, we sat down together on my bed and started joking. One thing led to another and our lips found each other, cloths was ripped off and we were naked. The passionate kiss led to a romantic handling of her bosom, I grabbed it and was performing my tongue magic on it while finger fucking her Kitty. After 5 minutes of the fore play, she turned upside down, sleeping sideways forming a 69 position with me. I lifted up her left leg a bit for better mouth experience as she was doing mouth-job on my dick down there. I knew where to touch on sikirat’s body and make her enjoy it better. I started teasing her clit  then “tongued” her kitty hole. I was teasing and sucking her clit (aka anobomski or bomskovich) while she was nodding on my dick vigorously. She was jerking and moaning louder at sweet tempos. At a point, she pushed me over making me face the ceiling and she knelt down on my mouth, positioning her kitty on my lips as she bent forward as if to speak to my erected dick. I was doing the mouth-job as she was doing deep penetration dick sucking down there. As the noise was getting louder, I increased the volume of the music playing on my sound system with the remote on my mattress. Sikirat was jerking on top of my mouth and pressing her kitty over me making it difficult for me to breath. I was enjoying her mouth action down on my dick to the extent that I came into her mouth. “Hmmmyaaamaaa” why didn’t you tell me you want to release? Said sikirat. She stood up, went to the toilet to spit it out. Before she returned, the erection was reducing. Sikirat said “Why is it going down?, did I tell you I’m satisfied?”.

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THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 33

Part 33

Janet’s result came out after 3weeks and she scored 237, madam was so happy that she showered me with gifts, cash, and pats on my lap. Janet begged me to continue staying in the white house for her own interest but I declined, telling her my landlord is complaining about my absence at home and also, my properties weren’t safe in my long absence. Madam also pleaded for me to stay and prepare janet for her post jamb. I was amazed when i heard this, I never knew madam could compel me to stay. After some long discussions, I agreed to be staying over once in a while but not fully like before.

Sikirat and I resumed our market days meetings, janet will also visit twice a week on my safe days “non-market days”.  My lesson sessions were going on smoothly with janet as she was preparing for post JAMB . The White house became my second home as I was staying comfortably at both places. My sexcapades with janet and sikirat was going smoothly, though sikirat was always suspicious and complaining about my closeness with janet but I kept assuring her that nothing was going on between us. More importantly, madam and I had 4 sessions of accidental hot sex sessions within 4 months in the white house. It was either she called me inside to fix something in her room, or she gave me her laptop to sort out and told me to return it to her in her room as usual some hot sex will come up accidentally . Janet couldn’t suspect us because madam treated me nicely like a son. One thing I found common about madam was after each accidental sex, she will keep saying, “I don’t know why I find it so difficult to resist your looks and touch and you know I’m old to be your mother. You are making me an adulterer.”

**but by then e don happen**

After janet’s post jamb, something happened…………

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THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 32

Part 32 ��READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED - GUYS, AVOID READING IN PUBLIC, YOU MAY NOT BE ABLE TO WAKE UP AND CONFIDENTLY WALK AWAY ��

ME: I’m sorry about that ma.
MADAM: no problems, let’s just count it as an accident. And let’s just pretend as if nothing happened , and no other person must know about it apart from you and I. I’m old enough to be your mother and you should safeguard your destiny from sugar-mummies.
ME: ok ma, thanks.
MADAM: you are welcome. When you are through with the laptop, return it to my room this night.
ME: ok ma,. *****closed the door while she walked out*****

I checked the system and found out that nothing was wrong with it and decided to return it back to her. On getting there, the door wasn’t locked and I could hear the sound of a movie playing . I knocked once and entered, I met her sitting on the bed, resting her back against the wall and  her legs spread out .

ME: I have fixed it ma.
MADAM: ok dear, thanks. Why not join me  watch this movie?

ME: *** see me see trouble***

ME: I don’t feel like watching ma.
MADAM: common, don’t be silly, sit down here *** pointing to the bed***with me and watch.
ME: ok ma.

I sat down at the edge of the bed, watching with her. It was an english tragi-comedy movie. Each time there was a thrilling moment, she will embrace or pat my laps and laugh. At a point, I wasn’t concentrating on the movie again. Her slight hugs and touches on my laps and the sight of her undies was giving me a hard on but I was covering my dick in between my laps. At last, the film ended and I was about leaving when she said. “Pls wait. Help me to apply this ointment on my back, it seems I’m having rashes”

***handed me a “Nixoderm tube”.***

***which kind wahala be this oooo****

She removed her night gown at the top, exposing the back while the bra was still on. She sat own on the bed and turned her back to me. She started playing music on her android phone. I knelt on the bed behind her and was applying the ointment. Each time I moved my hand up and down, my dick erected the more. As I was rubbing, I was losing the hook of her bra stylishly in pretence that the bra straps were obstructing my application and she was silent about it. After the last hook was removed, I didn’t know what came over me, I slid my hand into the bra and grabbed her bosom from the back. She moaned. On hearing the moan, I said to myself

“chaiii, e don set today too ooo!!!”.

I continued squeezing both bosom as her moans kept increasing. I turned her around and hooked her nipples to my mouth and gave it the suck of my life. The scenario lasted for 20mins of sucking and finger fucking, she was moaning and came twice. After the 20th minute, she said “STOP!, that is enough before you loose control,.

ME: ****which kind shakala be this****

I replied “ok ma”.

MADAM: but why is it that I find it hard to resist you.
ME: nothing ma.
MADAM: I enjoyed it so much you are a genius.
ME: thanks ma***i stood up from the bed***
MADAM: but don’t let this happen again, I’m old enough to be your mother.
ME: ok ma, I’m sorry ma.
MADAM: no problem, goodnight
ME: goodnight.*** I walked out of the room and went to my room***.

Sunday morning, we went to our separate churches. After church, I went to see a friend before returning home to the white house by 6pm. Janet had arrived before my return and we were joking and chatting about what happened during the exams. She resumed her cooking until tuesday when sikirat arrived from ilorin. Now the white house was full again. During the week of janet and sikirat’s arrival, I thought of everything that transpired between myself and the entire white house, I thought of what would happen if the 3 of them found out about me, then I concluded that the best way to maintain my game and dignity was to move back to my house which I did in the following weekend.

Watch out for part 33

THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 31

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She was in her transparent night gown revealing her underwear when I opened the door. She was standing at the entrance holding her laptop

MADAM: why aren’t you picking my calls?
ME: I’m sorry ma. The phone was on silence and I slept off.
MADAM. Ok no problem. That means you didn’t get my text.
ME: not at all ma.
MADAM: ok, I called you to help me check my system, it was frozen. I thought you didn’t want to come to my room anymore, that’s why I brought it here for you.
ME: ok ma**stretched my hand to collect the system***. Goodnight ma.
MADAM: wait a minute, I want to chat with you. She entered my room and sat on the chair opposite my bed while I sat on the bed.
MADAM: back to what happened last night, where did you get the courage from?.
ME: what courage ma?, I don’t understand
MADAM: like seriously, I only called you for a massage, and you ended up manipulating my body to the extent that I was lost in ecstacy, I couldn’t resist you when you manipulated, sucked, and eventually fucked me. It was when you were done that I came back to my senses.
ME: ***silence and looking down****
MADAM: talk to me young man, didn’t u even have any feelings that I could be your mother's age, now tell me, are you into sugar-mummies?
ME: no ma.
MADAM:  have you been having sex with older women?.
ME: no ma.
MADAM: how come you were that good, hot and energetic to the extent that you were so difficult to resist?
ME: it just happened that way ma.
MADAM: you weren’t even scared of contacting HIV? or getting me pregnant?

ME: ****raised eye brow****

I was lost also ma, and I found it difficult to resist you ma.

MADAM: you are just something else that I don’t know how to describe. Anyways, I enjoyed you last night, it was the first time i felt that way after 8months that my husband travelled out of the country. infact, you touched me more than he use to do, maybe that’s why I couldn’t resist you.

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THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 30

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At 11:20, madam called my name from downstairs to come and eat my breakfast, I came out and went to the dinning table. She had prepared rice and stew with stock fish and beef, I put on a “straight face” while I sat down to eat. Madam served the food and came to sit beside me. She patted my laps and ask if anything was wrong, I replied “nothing ma”. After the meal, I packed the plates, took them to the kitchen and washed. I arranged all the plates into the shelf. I took a mob, mobbed the kitchen and the tiles in the living room while madam was standing upstairs watching. I dusted all the chairs and electronics, arranged all the room and went out of the compound. I trimmed the flowers and swept the back of the house, I did all this with a frown on my face and never smiled. I returned inside, walked past madam as I was sweating and returned to my room. I had a shower and slept off with my phone switched off. I woke up around 5pm. I switched on my phone and I got whatsapp messages from janet telling me about her exams. And a text message from madam telling me “weldone, you are such a hardworking boy.”. I went down stairs to tutor gideon. I asked of mummy from gideon and I was told she went out. When I was through with him, I went to the kitchen, checked the food time table and it was spiced spagetti on the menu. I arranged the pot, called sikirat for guidelines, and prepared it the best way I could. I ate mine and served gideon while I went straight to bed at 8pm. I was inside my room chatting with janet when madam entered the house. I could hear her voice and communications with gideon.

At 10:20pm that saturday night, my phone started ringing. I checked and it was madam, I placed it on silent and refused to pick. She called 5 times but I still didn’t pick. Then a text message came in and I read. “You amazed me with the level of your hardwork today, you tidied everywhere without any instructions and supervision, you are such a good boy. One more thing, my laptop is frozen somehow , can you please come here and help me get it fixed?”. I saw the text and laughed. I dropped the phone, ignored the message and tried to sleep.

At few minutes pass 11pm, I heard a feeble knock on my door, **wetin gideon dey find for here this time of the night?, or ebi madam send am to me?**** I thought before asking“who is there?.  Its me “mummy ”, Open the door.

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THE ADVENTURES OF A PRIVATE LESSON TEACHER”. PART 1 Episode 29

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Secondly, you might not trust me with janet and sikirat if I’m still living here, you might think I am doing/will do same thing with them. Thirdly,the more you see me, the more you might remember the ugly incident and hate me  more.

MADAM: you are just taking this thing too far. Anyway, If you insisted on leaving. Just do me a favour. wait till janet comes back. I don’t want the house to be empty.
ME: ok ma.

I picked my bag and returned upstairs to my room. I was in my room upstairs when I got a text on my phone. It was form a friend who was into examination “runs”, He sent type F answers of the on going jamb to me and I forward it instantly to janet..

“Flashback”.

Friday evening while I was chatting with janet, we had a discussion about it. I told her to place her phone on silence and shade the “exam type” that I will send to her. I lied to her that it cost me10,000 to get the answers. She was so happy that I could go the extra length for her, she promised to compensate me when she returned on sunday morning. Sikirat on the other side told me how she missed me when I called her to teach me how to cook porridge, she told me how her accent changed at home in ilorin, how she was speaking english and helping the kids to solve mathematics, she told me how she was envied by her friends and neighbours in ilorin. She promised to return on tuesday.

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