Before we ever stepped foot at University of Cape Coast,
University was just another big word we so much loved to scribble when a topic of the future came up.
The pursuit for placement made ‘sleeplessness’ our students’ companion,
Yet the sweet taste of the ‘today’ held captive the burning desire for the ‘tomorrow’.
How we broke the ice?
He had done it again! The Man who called us ‘Genius’ before our birth!
The One we prayed to today. Remember?
Some say He changed the marking scheme;
Others argue it was the examiners’ mood He changed,
All we know is we were there!
University of Cape Coast
Like the skin of a ‘stubborn goat’ on a typical lip-cracking harmattan season, it only got tougher.
And planted in our minds our first moments of ‘’3b3fa and wa di agu’’.
To thousands of other students, it remained University of Constant Confusion;
To hundreds of others, it remained the University of Conscious Condemnation;
To you and me it remained and still remains the only University of Choice
The choice to live not for ourselves but for the common good of humanity; starting from our backyards.
A deep sense of persistence granted us access to either join the ‘world’ or change the World
We chose the latter. Remember?
All the ‘trigonometric dichotomy of philosophical linguistics’ we were taught proved only one point;
That yesterday, our globe was our village;
Today our village is our Globe
Never
did we realize that the most important lessons were not in the lecture
theatres.They were lessons trapped in the monumental exhibits that stand
‘rain or shine’ on the soils of the land
The lady statue
of Adehye Hall, with the grin of a well-fed vegetarian, in the silence
of her ‘voice’, tells us how imperative Focus becomes in the struggle
between persistence and pressure.
Symbolic of the existence of ‘frienemies’, the west African crabs of Oguaa Hall wish they had vocabulary
But unperturbed, they served the representation of a message that needed patience in deciphering.
The
breastfeeding mother at Science Faculty, (we referred to as Mother UCC)
stared in awe, marveled at how her stretch could still not deter us
from gurgling down from her chest, nourishment for growth and maturity.
We
learnt how much knowledge is still hidden from humanity; from the
statue that stands in the central junction to Science Faculty. With a
torch directed at a book in broad daylight, we had instinctively
recognized the extent that words underestimate the value of Purpose and
Reason.
Bearing the surname of my mother in her ‘crucify
Him’ days (youthful days), the gentleman Casely Hayford only kept mute
and communicated by a strong wave of radiating confidence, in
affirmation of who we can become tomorrow
Then we noticed something unusual.
The FIRST gate of UCC was closest to the gallant monument of Ghana’s FIRST President.
Was it a geographical coincidence? How I wished I believed in coincidence!
Dr.
Kwame Nkrumah stands with stretched arms to welcome us to the
undeniable truth that ‘every one is a solution Ghana cannot do without’
These lessons (and more that demand deep thinking over these words), we cannot forget!
It
is in the storms our faith is needed the most. It is in the darkness
our light is most relevant. It is at the battlefield our cumulative
abilities come in handy. We shall continue to persevere to discover the
uncommon for Ghana; and for the world.
Today is future! The journey would have been the opposite without you. Remember?
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| A Statue of Dr. Kwame Nkrumah at University of Cape Coast |
