What I remember most about Ghana as a youth are the youth groups. My elder sister (Maggie) took me to one of her groups and I learnt some songs that were used for demonstrations. I didn't even know what “demonstrations” were. Maggie was smart. She took me to all these places. And we would sing songs and march in the demonstrations to support Kwame Nkrumah. I did not fully understand the importance of independence at the time but I loved the songs and being part of the group. I still remember some of the songs. I liked school generally. What I didn't like about school were sports. What I liked the most about school was telling stories. I had an aunt, who was not educated, but she could tell good stories. My father said no one should teach if they do not love children. He was a teacher so he should know. He said that even before he died. I asked him several times: "who doesn't like children?" Once I completed high school, the person who inspired me to finally pursue teaching is an uncle I would stay with during the long vacations. He asked me what I was planning to do. I hadn't even made up my mind because I did not want to disturb my mother to help me with the fees. He asked me whether I thought about being a teacher because he and the wife felt I would be very good at teaching. Right there and then we took a taxi straight to the teacher training school. I showed them my certificate and he calculated everything that I needed and paid for it. That was another testimony. That was a big testimony.