This is a series of my personal diaries and things I randomly remember back in the days at Ghana National College, cape coast.
All names and insinuations are not meant to denigrate or demean and therefore shouldn’t be taken as a personal attack. I will try as much as possible to replace the names and guy names if it’s possible. Kindly forgive my typos and grammatical errors.

So it was a Friday and the bus from Kaneshie was headed for cape coast. My mum was taking me to Ghana National College. At last here we were in the school. We headed to the administration block and my mum found an old friend he had a son coming to first year too.

Hi my name is David Koduah ok I am also Elvis, Elvis Danso. My mum was happy for me because I now had a friend I will spend my whole 3years with (He was never my friend). After everything we headed to Kwasi Plange and met more guys as anxious as myself waiting and some wondering about. I was the happiest Because me too “ I Come the SSS some”. My mum said her money was finished so she can’t give me any pocket money just. I told her I didn’t need it. I was going to eat at the dining Hall and I didn’t need to buy anything.

Here I was walking like a king in my new school. I was going back to the dormitory when I heard someone shout with the deepest male voice I have ever heard FORM ONE BOY KNEEL DOWN and that was the beginning of my misery and pain. I will tell you who first thought me how to swerve seniors next week

Hail boys Hail

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