Nene Awuley Addico 4848310

B.Sc. Agricultural Engineering II ENGL 263 English Literature

TO THE CITY - Nene Awuley Addico

Any longer and Lartey would have bitten his fingers off. On no other occasion had he so badly wished for the evening bell to sound quickly. Todays bell, was indeed one of significance him. The school term was finally over and he was going to visit his father in the city. Mr Adjei had left Ningo, two years before, having found a job requiring him to stay away from the family. He would usually come down South, to visit the family, and bring fascinating stories about the big City. These stories not only fascination Lartey and his two younger siblings but also the other children and even their parents in the town, to whom these stories were retold, with a increasing exaggeration as it travelled from compound to compound. Being the eldest child and only male of a family of five, Lartey, rushed across the school compound, signalled Aku and Naadu, his younger siblings, then set off on the dusty road shortcut road to their house. With Aku at his forcibly at his back, their bedroom house on the outskirts of town was in view, in half the time they normally did the journey. Their mother, Aunt Naa Adjeley as known by most, already had their supper, laid out on the little table in her regular abode; the kitchen, she asked then to eat quickly, after take their baths. A whole hour later, the major half of the Adjei family was in a chartered lorry, the youngest Aku, sleeping peacefully in her mothers arms and the other two arguing over insignificant occurring events. The road to Accra, had been recently fixed, the journey going smooth, hustle bustle for the two oldest Adjei siblings and other passengers in the lorry. As they tired, silence stepped in unwelcomed, but this was most amongst those who were seeing outside Ningo for the first time, the farthest travelled by them, being the nearby town of Prampram. Their awe struck faces told their story, the tallest building they had seen being the MPs house, which was a single storey on the west-side of town. Huge buildings were now appearing on each side of the lorry. One could ignorantly ask, Would they fall on their side? It was a Friday night and Accra central station was full of people, trying to get home from the weeks tiring load of work, Mr Adjei and his family had been reconciled easy than expected. The young family sat in the company vehicle which had been assigned to Mr Adjei, he being the chief driver, more like the CEOs chauffeur at the factory he worked. He asked them about home and school, of which Lartey answered with much pleasure giving a bit too much information to his father, they being fond of each other, the regular relationship of a father and his first and only male child. A fun weekend lay ahead, for the Adjei family, Lartey could tell after eavesdropping on his parents conversation about what was to been done. He knew he would have stories in tons to tell to his friends about the city.