“Welcome to Sweden,” Göran laughed.
I met other writers on the African Literature Project; Mercy Dhliwayo, the Zimbabwean with
moving poetry about racism, and Alex Ireeta, the Ugandan filmmaker telling stories of love and war.
Plenary sessions with Swedes ignited conversations about African literature, highlighting colonialism and development in Africa.
“Ghanaian literary culture?”
“Growing. We encourage children to cultivate reading and writing habits,” I smiled, “My
organisation provides opportunities to improve their literacy skills.”
We visited various schools, learning innovative ways to solve literacy-related problems.
I loved Malmö, with its kaleidoscope of people from across the world. The words god morgon
and tack rolled off my tongue, and my Swedish friends loved the patterns on my Ankara pants.
Despite having different cultures, we were interconnected by our passion for education.
Today, I’m back home and ready to start a mobile-library project for underprivileged children in Accra, inspired by Sweden’s libraries.
I dream of a Ghana that breaks barriers of underdevelopment, embracing the powerful role of diversity in bringing the change we need. And, it all begins with education.