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MY GREEDY BROTHER
We never grew up together, until later on when he was introduced to us as a brother who was with our grandmother. We had never heard of him until he came to joined us at Old Estate Police Barracks, my father's second station near the Koforidua Metrological Department. Old Estate was such an Eden on Earth at the time. We all welcome him as a brother with an open hands, believing that he is our brother as we have been made to believe.
later, Amega's late father told him all his attempt to adopt their mother's children as his own was meant with resistance from their mother's family members. Hence Amega's mother's children are his half brothers and not necessarily Papa Kofi Nti's children since no traditional rights had been performed to adopt them as his own. He then advised Amega to see himself as his elderly son. A position Amega rejected and had completely disregarded his father's story. He was not just ready to take up the mantle of a leader, as he continued to act as a follower to his brothers throughout his childhood days.
It was such a fun and exciting growing up with someone he always saw as a leader. Before his arrival Amega was been bullied left, right and center by those bad guys in the community. Been beaten almost all the time by almost everybody he came across with and been a son of a Police officer was so embarrassing. He just could not stay at home because exploring the environment at Old Estate was just fun.
The soil fertility was unbelievable, all kinds of edible fruit and foodstuffs grew abandantly everywhere. There were so many fruits to be eating than those that where protected. Amega's favorite spot was on the natural grown green grass field, where Amega and his friends played soccer almost every day. The green grass was kept under good condition by the worker of the Metrological Department using the long flexible Cutlass known as the langalanga. The dancing steps that accompanied each swing of the langalanga of each worker's well sharpen blade, cutting through the well grown green grass like a well rehearsed traditional dance performed at a marriage ceremony was something he did not want to miss on any day. It was on this field that Teye Mensah's presence became instrumental, it was at this place that dispute about goals been scored led to an avoidable fights.
One after the other, my half brother defeated all the bad guys by subjecting them through a convincing beaten. Bringing their rein to a shameful end and avoiding Amega the opportunity to develop his skills, the way he wanted. Amega's half brother grew up in a tough environment and over powering these guys was on a silver platter. Freedom at last, as Amega walked about with his chest held high. That is not to say he did not have his own share of his brother's abusive beating.
Amega had to stay with his brother one year after his father was transferred to Kumasi in the Asante region in 2005; and the conditions under which he was to stay with brother was to share the responsibility of paying for the house rent, electricity bills and anything that they have to pay for. A condition he accepted and adhered to not because he was well to do but he simply did not have a choice. Amega lived in peace with Teye Mensah until his father started visiting them occasionally to find out how they were doing; and each of this occasion Amega's father asked him to accompanied him. This was the Genesis of his troubles.
His brother assumed Amaga's father was given Amega money without his knowledge, he felt discriminated against and started maltreating his brother. He did everything within his powers to boot Amega out of the room. There were times he had to endure the pain of either sleeping in an air trapped single room with no permission of opening any of the window or staying out late in the cold in the midst of crusading army of mosquitoes outside until 11:30pm, before he could sleep in the oven room but his brother just did not care. This situation got out of hand and Amega just could not keep up with the harsh conditions any longer and had no choice than to let the cat out of the bag. He openly express his displeasure about the unkind treatment, and before he realised his belongings were all over the place. At around 10:30 pm in the evening he had to look for a place to lay his head.
This was his biggest challenge in his life. He had to sleep outside at Nsukwa Police Barracks for almost a month before a young constable had pity on him and welcomed him to his room. Amega's father was not discriminating but he thought Amega did not know he was his first son, and he wanted him to know. His brother's hatred for him have continue up to date.
Teye Mensah simply does not want to hear his name. The bottom line is sometimes when people dislike you, it's does not matter whether they are your friends, siblings, church members, parents, your wife or ever may be, if greed set in they will dislike you.
After my late dad passed on, he virtually left everything on my shoulders and came to make claims of Papa Kofi Nti's properties. He claims my late dad wanted to tell him something but little did he know that I had to plead to my late dad on his for the maltreatment I received at his hands.
Wanting everything for oneself at all cost, only leads to lost of all things, shame, embarrassment and lost of one's soul. Love for one another, honesty and integrity are expensive than greed.
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later, Amega's late father told him all his attempt to adopt their mother's children as his own was meant with resistance from their mother's family members. Hence Amega's mother's children are his half brothers and not necessarily Papa Kofi Nti's children since no traditional rights had been performed to adopt them as his own. He then advised Amega to see himself as his elderly son. A position Amega rejected and had completely disregarded his father's story. He was not just ready to take up the mantle of a leader, as he continued to act as a follower to his brothers throughout his childhood days.
It was such a fun and exciting growing up with someone he always saw as a leader. Before his arrival Amega was been bullied left, right and center by those bad guys in the community. Been beaten almost all the time by almost everybody he came across with and been a son of a Police officer was so embarrassing. He just could not stay at home because exploring the environment at Old Estate was just fun.
The soil fertility was unbelievable, all kinds of edible fruit and foodstuffs grew abandantly everywhere. There were so many fruits to be eating than those that where protected. Amega's favorite spot was on the natural grown green grass field, where Amega and his friends played soccer almost every day. The green grass was kept under good condition by the worker of the Metrological Department using the long flexible Cutlass known as the langalanga. The dancing steps that accompanied each swing of the langalanga of each worker's well sharpen blade, cutting through the well grown green grass like a well rehearsed traditional dance performed at a marriage ceremony was something he did not want to miss on any day. It was on this field that Teye Mensah's presence became instrumental, it was at this place that dispute about goals been scored led to an avoidable fights.
One after the other, my half brother defeated all the bad guys by subjecting them through a convincing beaten. Bringing their rein to a shameful end and avoiding Amega the opportunity to develop his skills, the way he wanted. Amega's half brother grew up in a tough environment and over powering these guys was on a silver platter. Freedom at last, as Amega walked about with his chest held high. That is not to say he did not have his own share of his brother's abusive beating.
Amega had to stay with his brother one year after his father was transferred to Kumasi in the Asante region in 2005; and the conditions under which he was to stay with brother was to share the responsibility of paying for the house rent, electricity bills and anything that they have to pay for. A condition he accepted and adhered to not because he was well to do but he simply did not have a choice. Amega lived in peace with Teye Mensah until his father started visiting them occasionally to find out how they were doing; and each of this occasion Amega's father asked him to accompanied him. This was the Genesis of his troubles.
His brother assumed Amaga's father was given Amega money without his knowledge, he felt discriminated against and started maltreating his brother. He did everything within his powers to boot Amega out of the room. There were times he had to endure the pain of either sleeping in an air trapped single room with no permission of opening any of the window or staying out late in the cold in the midst of crusading army of mosquitoes outside until 11:30pm, before he could sleep in the oven room but his brother just did not care. This situation got out of hand and Amega just could not keep up with the harsh conditions any longer and had no choice than to let the cat out of the bag. He openly express his displeasure about the unkind treatment, and before he realised his belongings were all over the place. At around 10:30 pm in the evening he had to look for a place to lay his head.
This was his biggest challenge in his life. He had to sleep outside at Nsukwa Police Barracks for almost a month before a young constable had pity on him and welcomed him to his room. Amega's father was not discriminating but he thought Amega did not know he was his first son, and he wanted him to know. His brother's hatred for him have continue up to date.
Teye Mensah simply does not want to hear his name. The bottom line is sometimes when people dislike you, it's does not matter whether they are your friends, siblings, church members, parents, your wife or ever may be, if greed set in they will dislike you.
After my late dad passed on, he virtually left everything on my shoulders and came to make claims of Papa Kofi Nti's properties. He claims my late dad wanted to tell him something but little did he know that I had to plead to my late dad on his for the maltreatment I received at his hands.
Wanting everything for oneself at all cost, only leads to lost of all things, shame, embarrassment and lost of one's soul. Love for one another, honesty and integrity are expensive than greed.
© the Silky Search engine
