Sr. Sheela, SSpS from India was visiting the SSpS Sisters in Sunyani. They brought her to Wenchi. Entering the house she came so beautifully dressed in Indian style, she looked like Indira Gandhi, so elegant. Without waiting, I greeted her saying, “Today you so are well-dressed.” "So, yesterday I was not well-dressed?” she countered, not looking very pleased. Maybe I should start taking lessons on 'the art of giving compliments’. Women: I’ll get it right.
I watched the tennis star Agassi in his final match in the French Open Championship on TV. Asked by my friends who where not able to watch how the game went, I described it the way I saw it: Rolland Garros is good but when Agassi goes to the net, he panics.” I did not know that Roland Garros was the name of the tennis court venue. Seems I don’t have the vocations to be a sports commentator.
I went to our piggery to choose one pig to be sold. I pointed out the ‘lucky pig’ to Jara, our assistant, and said, “This one you must kill today and bring to the market.” As I was getting out of the piggery, I overheard him talking to the pig. “Enne, obeko heaven.” (Today you shall go to heaven.)
I was at Mr. Fletcher’s mechanic shop in Accra waiting for my car to be repaired when a well-dressed woman came in complaining about her car, “Mr. Fletcher, I do not know what is wrong with my car. I hear a quack-quacking noise.” “Mr. Fletcher,” I interrupted, trying to sound serious, "try checking out the hood, there might be a duck stuck in there.” When I glanced to her she looked annoyed. Mr. Fletcher had to immediately tell her I was only kidding.