Dear Senior Opupulepu.
Are you are do? I mean, how are you do? As for me, I am do fine, fine.
Senior, your main man, One-Man-Went-To-Mow A-Meadow, our one-timeschool prefect, who thought he was the most indispensable servant of our Omanhene, Nana Owuobia ye owuo, so he felt he should be fully acknowledged.
Senior, our ex-before-before school prefect, started putting demands on our Omanhene. Because he was heavily indebted to Hajia Fati, just like the great Togbui Xornametor credited yoke gari from a poor gari and beans seller and his bill which spread over two hundred and forty moons, was so high that it could fund the building of ten market squares, ten motor parks and five mia-miakro kiosks for witch doctors who will sit there to cure diseases like kwashiorkor.
Senior, Wofa A-Meadow, knew that he had to settle Hajia Fati for the bowls of TZ he had always ordered for his lunch buffet. Our Wofa also credited dress wear and foot wear from somebent-down-boutique proprietors, to give to his numerous side-chicks to celebrate their birthdays.
Senior, these side-chicks celebrate birthdays like thrice a year, so you can imagine his indebtedness and I have not added the monies he owed the kola sellers.
Senior, you know that when troublesome toddlers want attention, they will put up some show for the adults to look at their location some.
Senior, so Wofa A-Meadow, started making noise and threatening that he would vacate the position, hoping that, this would shake up our Omanhene, who will beg him not to go and restore to him tenfold, all he asked for.
Senior, unfortunately for him, the Omanhene had too many servants and so to him, the fewer the merrier. He quickly ordered ten aboboyas to go and collect everything that belonged to A-Meadow from his official kiosk and official hut.
Senior, before Wofa A-Meadow could blink his eyes, he found himself at the motor park and watched as his belongings were loaded unto an iron house which was, his hamlet bound.
Senior, we heard that he went on to the Omanhene to ask whether he does not take jokes from his paddies anymore. Unfortunately, he was told that since he was now as ordinary as the ordinary person of Ogyakrom, he could only be able to see the Omanhene, by first booking an appointment and waiting till he gets a call from the Omanhene, then he can come.
Senior, Wofa A-Meadow started telling tollis about Omanhene, but he was ignored, as if he does not exist. After throwing tantrums for many moons but still feeling unnoticed, our former school prefect, decided to go on talking-retirement.
Senior, suddenly there was peace perfect peace, over the land of Ogyakrom. And our current senior prefect went on smiling while doing his work which always ended up making people frown. Yes, they say, smiling faces, do not tell the truth.
Senior, as it happened, our school prefect, Kissi-Kissi Muah-Muah recently ordered a certain beautiful trader to pay her lampo in full. According to speculations, anytime this beautiful lady goes to pay her lampo, the lampo collector would be captivated by her beauty and so would mistakenly write down a rate of a quarter of the proper amount for the lady to pay, hoping that soon and very soon that lady will smile blossomly and return his gesture by using what she has, to get what she wants always.
Senior, Kissi-Kissi Muah-Muah, saw this coming and so asked the woman to pay all she had to in full or she would spend full term in an Ogyakrom hostel, where she would have bed and breakfast/supper for free. The only thing she will not have for free would be her freedom.
Senior, then and then, we heard Wofa A-Meadow, screaming at people who thought Kissi-Kissi Muah-Muah was not being fair and that he should go it slow on that beautiful trader.
Senior, Wofa A-Meadow started saying the same things he said when Efo Woyo, stole all our cowries and sat up looking at our faces and daring us to come and ask him something. Wofa A-Meadow was the only man standing when he challenged Efo Woyo for a fight to settle the issue.
Senior, this gave Wofa A-Meadow the title, City Vigilant, and people thought that it was because of that, the our Omanhene made him school prefect. But when he got the job, he did nothing but always going about borrowing cloths and foot wear from bend-down boutiques and crediting TZ and kola.
Senior, it looks like Wofa A-Meadow, is making noise to be heard so that he can be employed again by our Omanhene. Tweeaa, I said, tweeaa!
Senior, I am not understand what is going on, so I am Dan, sorry I am Done.
It’s me!
