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Month: August 2010

Music

Ghana's 50th Independence Anniversary national...Image by nova3web via Flickr

My voice; the anthem

To which your body must rise
Erect, rigid; in token salute.
Acquaint yourself with the quake
From your powerful thighs
For I intend to play all day

~Daixy~ 

Seems this is a naughty week for me.   I know I’m leaving myself open but here it is.  I have no idea what’s gotten into me 😛 but I’m using this as continuation to Chemistry.  Class is in session 😉

Broken…..

I am
A broken record
You’ve coaxed out all I have to offer
Played me one too many times
I am
Abused, ruined
Condemned to suffer
Victim of your elaborate crimes
I am
A fallen star
Landed in your gutter
I sparkled once!  Now I’m covered in grime
I am
Your broken record
You’ve pried out what I have to offer…
For the very last time
~Daixy~

The Skin I’m in…..

Sweet like chocolate
Smooth as silk
Dark like coffee
Skimped on the milk
Redolent of a lotus field
And blessed with a mellifluous tongue,
I Am Regal, African, Mother,
Proud 
 A true gift of the gods.
Now, is it any wonder that I refuse to yield?
~Daixy~

Dunno why I was up at 2am but at least I got something out of it.  I know I’m a pseudo feminist and African but does anything stop me from displaying my roots? 😛  Ghanaian girls, please don’t shoot me for picking a pic of a Nigerian model.  I beg oh! 

Guess Who’s back….

Guess who’s back?
Back again?
Daixy’s back
Tell a friend 😉
So this little lady went on a road trip and worked her arse to the bone. Two weeks of hard work never killed anyone right?
After two weeks in the lovely Upper East Region of Ghana, I am back home.  It feels wonderful to be back in my own bed, to curl up with my kitty Ginger next to me. I really missed him.  He’s lost so much weight since I’ve been gone 🙁  No more stuffy hotel rooms, no eating strange stuff that makes my tummy grumble, and even better?  I have my kitchen back!!!  No more MSG.  Just plain old good Daixy cooking.

I’m not looking forward to the stress of regular work and home, but I did miss my family and friends.   I’m no longer the stranger everyone mistakes for a young doctor (which can be interesting at times)  and I won’t be laughed at for pronouncing words wrong.  I had so much salt, cuz I was eating lunch at a local bar (lunch being a couple sticks of khebab from the self acclaimed “best khebab in town”).
So, fun things I got to do on this trip?  Well, I witnessed a donkey fight.  The lighter toned donkey had a firm grip on the others ear and wouldn’t let go. 

Our guide got out of the car to seperate them and that’s when the victim turned into the attacker.  I had a good lol at that, cuz whereas the light donkey was biting his ear, this dude went for his tail.  He didn’t make it though 😉

Our local guide informed us that these usually docile creatures can bite and kick each other to death and for no apparent reason.  There were no females about, they had nothing to prove to each other…And I can bet you they just ran off to find someplace more private to finish off the match.
I was hanging out of the car to get these shots.  Kinda disappointed that my zoom wouldn’t get in any farther 🙁  That moment where the darker donkey’s teeth were about to snap onto the others tail?  Breathtaking.  I was actually cheering him on lol.  (Woso ka no bi!!!)
I love this side of  Ghana.  It’s nature: clean and undisturbed by urbanisation, exactly as she should be.   Too bad it’s not home lol.
Now I’m off to catch a few zzzs.  Monday’s coming up lol

Too much Anime: Dreaming of Ninjas on Motorcycles

It’s very rare that I dream.  My nights are often spent working or writing/reading, maybe fooling around with my japanese lessons.  (Anata wa genki desu ka?)  Anywho, I stay up all night doing whatever I feel like till I pass out from exhaustion and then, I sleep so deep that I do not recall anything that I may have dreamed. If I’d dreamed….

One night (I can’t remember when) I awoke to the remnants of a dream and was so amazed by the sheer stupidity of it that I haven’t ever managed to get it out of my mind.
I was walking down the Legon-Atomic road, late at night.  I remember I was on the left side of the road so Presec was across the street from me.  This dream placed me on the road before construction had began on it.  You know, when there were tall enough grasses for the purse snatchers and escaped mental patients to hide in.
So I was walking down the road, see? (I hope the peeps from Brooklyn don’t “feed me to the fishes” for this lol) Minding my own business like everybody else that’s nutts enough to walk out alone at night, when I noticed a light in the distance. After a few seconds standing there like an idiot and watching the light come closer and closer, I realised it was a motorcycle.  What struck me as strange was the fact that, well, it had a NINJA on it!!!

Yes, people, a ninja.  With full face mask, hitate, katana and all. Fascinated, I stood there while the bike came to a stop right next to me and the ninja swiped out his katana, pointed it at me, and said “Give me your purse”.  Like any sensible human faced with a ninja on a motorcycle, I gulped and handed over my handbag.  I even went farther to hand over my earrings! 😮
Now get this.  The ninja grabbed his loot, hopped off the bike and ran giggling into the bush to check on his spoils.  Like wtf?  A giggling ninja?  A stupid ninja?  (Gosh but I have stupid dreams….)
‘So,’ one would ask, ‘what did Lil’ Miz Daixy do?”  Why, what any rational woman would do in such a situation, of course.  Knowing full well that I could not ride a motorcycle, I wheeled it across the street to the Presec School, where two security guards were relaxing under a Nim tree. Lord knows why they were sitting there watching me get robbed but at least I remembered to yank out the keys (unlike the silly ninja)  and then proceeded to walk towards the Madina Police Station. Oh and the ninja had no idea his bike was gone.
Please don’t ask me what happened next.  I couldn’t recall anything else upon waking.  But my family and friends have had a good laugh at this one.  I actually think about it when I find myself in a mood.  Cheers me right up 🙂
Anywho, Greetings from Bolga and all that.  Don’t miss me too much. I’ll be home soon….
~Daixy~ 

Randomness from a Road Trip……..

So, driving up to the Upper East Region of Ghana, I realised that I’m still very much the babbler. And when I babble, I come up with some pretty random topics. Here’s some of the stuff that I came up with during conversation while on the road;

1.  In the aftermath of the events of this year’s Africa Cup of Nations, do Algerians drive through Togo?

2.  Reasons why one should not build a  log cabin in Ghana:
a) Termites will have a field day, regardless of the treatment methods you employ
b) You’ll be an easy target for estranged family.  All they’ll need is some kerosene and a lighter/match and you’re toast.
c) Dogs will forever be marking their territory on your house
d) Shoddy Ghanaian electrical systems plus a log cabin = bad idea
e)  Who you gonna call to build your log cabin in Ghana?  Do you call a carpenter, get an artisan from the art centre to carve one up for you?….

 3. No matter how things have changed, there’s no way that a grown man will/can accept a “small girl” being in charge of any project coordination, let alone controlling the money associated with it.

4. I love cheese, books and things on TV, in no particular order.

5.  Christians are quite possibly the biggest hypocrites there are out there.  We claim to be like Christ, but are nothing like the Son of God.  How do we profess love, and yet turn out to be the strongest “haters”?

~Daixy~

From UER with love

So, this little lady has gotten herself into another adventure.  Unfortunately, I can’t go into details about my trip and I’ll have to be careful what pictures I put up, but Lil’ Miz Daixy is off to save the world again, one little kid at a time.  Last time I was up there, I got to go to the border between Ghana and Burkina.

Yes, that’s me at the border.  I also got to go nutts and messed about with a 99 yr old croc.

Now I’m known to my friends and family as Shiela or Dundee 😉  Hopefully, I’ll have the chance to see more of the area this time around.   I can’t wait to see what else I can discover 🙂

I’ll have internet and will be checking up on the blogosphere, but I doubt I’ll be doing much posting or commenting.  Yes, I will be stalking you lot!  Anywho, I’m off for my first day of teaching kids inappropriate things to say 😉  Holla @ y’all later

~Daixy~

15 signs you’re watching too much anime……

1. You dream about Ninjas on Motorcycles (post on this coming soon)
2. You refer to your life as your Nindo (way of the ninja)
3. You find yourself learning Japanese so you do not need the subtitles
4. You find yourself practicing hand seals and jutsu poses
    b. You KNOW all the hand seals and jutsu poses.
5. You know what a deathnote is and have plans on how to use it
6. You know what Shinigami, Hollows and Arancars are and can explain the difference between the three
7. You write fanfiction
8. You’re listening out for your zanpaktu’s name

9. You think Hatake Kakashi and Uchiha Itachi are the sexiest personas
10. You cried when Jiraiya died
11. You cried when L died and wished it’d never happened
12.Your facebook profile picture is of your favourite anime character

13.You wish there was a comic/anime convention nearby so you could wear your ninja costume

14. You’re wondering who on earth is going to play Yoruichi in the movie version of Bleach
15.You hated “the last airbender” movie (actually, even people who hadn’t seen the anime hated this one)

Don’t ask, and I won’t have to lie lol.  What I can tell you is that I’ve been binging on anime and drama this weekend 🙂