The Legend of the Alphabet Soup

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The phases of love and torture, all in one study session.

Readers Advisory: Language in these posts may not be typically PG 13 so if you’re controversial and righteousness conscious, get the frog out!! Enjoy the post otherwise!! ;-P

Let me tell you how this blog was born and explain myself for the uncomfortably long space of time in which I refused to post anything. Getting it out always made more sense to me. Alright, let the legend begin!!!

“The internet is for porn!” a wise muppet once said – or a wierd, pervy scriptwriter ( can’t really tell at this point ) – and true to those words ( some, at least ) every teenager in their socially perceived and sometimes self-repressive minds would enjoy Youtube or porn or other kinds of things we do online for fun. I know I would. Then I sat down to think about my experiences and aspirations and career. Literature was my subject of study back in senior high. It was glorious … ( Insert googly eyes here ). Yes, I was knees deep in the Literature nerdpocalypse and I gave no flying fucks about it. But I noticed one thing that irked me through my experience.

Spark notes and Wikipedia and other web pages catered to deconstructing and evaluating the written word in line with some of what our syllabi demanded from us. Few webpages by African bloggers ever analyzed African prose, poetry and drama in standards that were barely on par with the competition. I was a bit sad that we couldn’t generate enough national and continental buzz through a followership on blogs that catered to students’ needs – and there was a total lack of interest in aiding those struggling with the ever changing, ever demanding shitstorm we call WASSCE, and the scourge that is its syllabus. We’d been beat out of our own market. Hell, we didn’t even have one!

And I couldn’t take that. I wanted to make a difference. The truth is, many teens caught up in our West African Education System love this subject, but intimidating teachers, stifled emotions and daunting perspective would only make parental dismissiveness, teasing and dissing from peers and trailing grades a bigger cross to bear. I once had an E in Literature when I was in second year (good for me, right? People have had it so much worse). My Dad was furious though and he really let me have it. My Mom was in shock. I switched from my science course that I began upon admission to senior high at the end of the second term for first year – dodged that bullet – so they were probably expecting more fabulous grades as I climbed the academic ladder. Not so. Not every time, at least.

Nevertheless, I fucked over everything that everyone else was saying about me and listened to my heart – the cheesiest regurgitation ever uttered by man … But true for me!!!

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Yeah. Fuck roadblocks and obstacles. And bears too.

I kept chasing success in the subject I loved because I was good and I knew it! I was going to respect my wishes in order to accomplish what was valuable to me. Trust me, I was good – despite my fair share of fluctuating grades.

So after years of toil, studying and being faithful and thorough in my subject of study, I had an A in the WASSCE exams. So it is possible, very much so, to succeed. Additionally, what gave me conviction for setting up this blog was that I was good at helping out a number of people with studying and I wanted to personalize the studying experience and make it more inviting, accessible and welcoming for students. I wanted whoever had an interest in Literature to grab it by the horns and ride it to the finish. It was a fun journey for me and a good choice. I have no regrets about any of it.

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#EMPOWERINGSELFIEMOMENT

And there you have it. The Legend of the Alphabet Soup ( stands over a cliff, wearing a cape that blows in the wind ). Also, I wasn’t actively blogging because I was doing a lot of soul searching and all that. Finding myself and figuring out my writing and my life. But now, I’m back baby (Austin Powers kissy face).

So without further ado, welcome to the world of stories, power and imagination, deep intellect and powerful messages. We’ve been expecting you and I reassure you, if this is the place you want to be and you are solid on what you want … You. Will. Thrive!!!

I’ll be posting snippets here and there every week. Feel free to leave a comment or send an email. And remember, you have within you the power to love and become who you truly are and evolve into who you want to become. Bye bye.

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