Happy Almost New Year!!!@@@

Happy New Year in advance, my beautiful people!!!

It’s a few hours till we cross over here in Ghana and I need to say thank you so much for coming along on this blogventure with me. Couldn’t have done it without you guys ‘n’ girls. It really means a lot. Here comes the part where I fulfill my end of the bargain and share what I’ve gathered about Part 2 of Act One of “She Stoops to Conquer” to bring the curtain down on the FufuNAlphabetSoup blog for 2016.

We’ll resume on the 17th of January 2017 for more awesomeness.

Let the post begin.

The scene opens up in an alehouse room – which is basically what we call bars these days. Drinking bars.

They’re drinking, yelling and singing, basically being what society said men ought to be at the time. Doesn’t look like much has changed since then, but whatever.

Tony, who earlier started a rhapsody song (titled the Three Pigeons … for whatever reason) begins talking with his companions about taking over his step father’s inheritance when he is of age so that he and his friends can enjoy life… I don’t know; I feel delusional, selfish prick vibes about Tony. God knows! Time will tell!

The Landlord announces the arrival of two gentlemen at the door who Tony discovers are Londoners – one of whom has come to court his step sister. After his friends excuse themselves, Tony goes ahead to smear his sister’s and Mr Hardcastle’s good names to the Londoners who have lost their way. He wanted revenge for the half year in which he feels his step father disrespected him (although I do think Runt might be a good enough description of Tony at his point).

So Tony gives the men instructions on how to reach his step father’s mansion after they decline staying at the alehouse for the night. Yeah, I was right. Tony is a prick.

Tony continues being a manipulative little shit by refering to Mr Hardcastle’s residence as a friendly inn – and claiming Mr Hardcastle runs it and will try convincing them that he is a gentleman (which he actually is).

Off they go, having been polluted….. This is clearly not a win-win situation for Mr Hardcastle. What a way to end the year, right?

And as they say, all good things come to an end…… But screw that! You’ll be seeing a lot more of me throughout the year so be sure to follow, comment and possibly email me. Plus you could follow me on Twitter and shout out any time you want some more Alphabet Soup in your life.

All the best to you, and be safe now. BYE!!!



Hey Fufu gobblers. It’s me again and while I may not be holding a bag of treats in hand, I needed to come back in here with a game plan. Yes, a game plan.

Now, we left off with a peek into She Stoops to Conquer. During this week, we’ll have a look at two more of the scenes in act I. Then next week marks our traverse across the fourth to sixth act – And that’s how it’s gon’ be. Capische?

Alright I’m gonna try out my Italian mafia lord accent elsewhere while I read to myself. We shall continue next time as I stick to my promise of building consistency. So, Ciao Ciao!!!


Hello again my fearless eaters and monochromatic friends!!!

Yes, freely cut me off with some insults! Yes, be angry at how long I’ve been gone. I’ve been eating of a great many things that aren’t a delectable alphabet soup. And I’m sorry guys; seriously, I am. Social life, education and other things can get in the way of blogging ……

Not to mention exams. Yeeesh.

But to cut to the chase, I purposed to address you all to put my promise into writing. Knowing me, this is a big deal. Alphabet Soup don’t do promises on a normal basis, so this should show y’all I mean BIDNESS. Now, to talk about a related issue, a big bird told me (bless her avian heart) that the WASSCE groupings for Senior High Schools in Ghana had a very bad report for Literature in English. Very sad indeed, especially because the change in syllabus wasn’t delivered in a way that accomodated students or tailored to their needs.

The WAEC Council seems pretty self-assured on the basis that it happened to all students involved. And while I’m not going to be overtly critical, I am going to be honest and call out their callousness in dealing with students, their academic performance, wellbeing and grades. Nothing is in poorer taste than their incompetence and complacency.

It was also a wake up call for me. Right now, I need to up my game. I need to help you with what I know and strike while the iron is hot.

So I write this to you, to honour my commitment to you – God, this sounds a bit much – and build on my consistency. I repeat: to build on my consistency.

In the course of the week, I’ll post again to let you know how things are moving along and how we can contribute to success and growth in WASSCE Literature together !!!!!

Mwahahahaha ……

The evil laugh. Too soon, right?

Umm yeah, ok. Aside that, I’m going to keep you guys posted.

Later, fearless eaters!