THE BEST EXPERIENCE SO FAR !

As we go through life we have many encounters-some rich and sweet, others very bitter and sad. I write on one I cannot take off my mind.
On 14th I received a call from Pat that I was selected to be part of the Leap End line survey. She asked that I come to the ISSER office to come for my first half payment. I did just that ! On same day I got to know those I will be going to the field with.
We left Accra on 17th July, 2016 and got to the Brong Ahafo region same day. Right from the first day we joined our car to BA we clicked. It was like that feeling you have when you first meet a woman and you both admire each other greatly-that chemistry comes naturally. 
I was in same team with Emmanuel Akrasi, Beauty Danso and Ezekiel Larbi-with Ezekiel Larbi as Supervisor. 
I had never spoken to Emmanuel but Ezekiel was a roommate at the Koforidua Training. Ezekiel apart from being a roommate was a table mate at the canteen. Interestingly, Beauty was mostly a table mate as well.
Since I knew these guys were experienced in this research business I had to up my game, listen more, respect more, be humble, don’t talk more yet ask more. I prepared myself to learn a lot from them. 

EMMA & BEAUTY 

These guys are just awesome. Since we were all enumerators we mostly were together. We enjoyed the power of togetherness. We always smiled not because we didn’t have challenges but because we believed togetherness was stronger than those challenges.
When I wronged them they were quick to forgive and forget. I love to ask questions-I asked a lot and they took their time to explain everything like how a man takes his time to “disvirgin” a woman. πŸ˜ƒ

*EATING*

The common food in this region is *Fufu* . Generally, Brong Ahafo Fufu is made from either only pounded Yam or pounded Yam with Cassava. Fufu is my favorite and I always preferred it the Ashanti way (pounded Cassava and Plantain). Initially I never wanted to eat their Fufu but as time went on I finally gave in and fell for it. The others enjoyed it tho. 
I loved the kintampo and Yeji Fufu, it was the Ashanti style. The others didn’t see any difference but I did since it was something I liked best.
One morning at Prang, I felt like eating *waakye* so I convinced the others and they agreed. We were new in the town and there were a lot of waakye sellers around. In Accra I will mostly choose one that has a clean surrounding and has many people wanting to buy-I used this same method in this town. To my disappointment that waakye spoilt our day. It indeed showed us that there wasn’t any relationship between many people wanting to buy or clean surroundings and waakye tasting good and well. Emma and I never left any food on our plate throughout this journey until that very day. That waakye was just dead on arrival.
TRAVELS

It was fun Moving from Techiman to Wenchi, to Tain through to Banda to Kintampo to Sawaba to Atebubu to Nkoranza. It was nice seeing the lovely vegetation, Gigantic Trees and fresh Air.  

*SUPERVISOR EZEKIEL*

This guy is just out of the world. From my checks, this was his first time as supervisor on an ISSER project. I must confess, he played his role worth emulating. He never paddled his own canoe-He would always listen to everyone before taking a decision. When we got to a guest house he always made sure our security was intact before he went to bed. He was always the last to sleep and the first to wake up. He further ensured that we were always together as a team and kept asking if there was any challenge we faced on the field and out of the field. Am yet to remember a day when he put the cart before the horse. One will be mistaken to think his meekness was his weakness-He was so strict when he needed to. 
Anytime we got to a community Ezekiel always insisted on getting our respondent’s for us. As we went on with our interviews he would get us snacks. All this was from his pocket. 
If the snacks surprised you then this will take you off your seat-he always insisted on paying part of our guest house bills for us. 
There was a time when we had to track someone at a village around Atebubu. It was either Emma, Beauty or myself to conduct the interview but upon assessing the situation-there was a difficulty we were going to face in reaching the respondent. Only motor bikes could start the journey to the respondent’s location after which one was going to walk through a stream and finally get a boat to the respondent’s location. Ezekiel took it upon himself to do it for us. We were worried when we tried all his lines severally and couldn’t get him. The worry was over when he arrived safely after over 7hours-I liked him more after that superman-like act. 
I guess he learnt well when he was an enumerator. He didn’t exhibit any arrogance whatsoever. He remained calm as usual with a touch of respect for all whether young or old. Truth be told, he did not disappoint us and am sure we didn’t disappoint him too. 
I may not put everything he said or did into writing but I just cannot forget how he made me feel. 
Throughout our 25 days on the field he lived simple, behaved humbly, gave generously, dressed modestly, acted kindly, he spoke truthfully, he smiled honestly and his love towards us was sincere. 

It is a fact that Money can make you happy but I believe true happiness comes when you are with people like Beauty, Emma and Ezekiel-they make you feel needed, wanted and respected. 
It was great knowing these guys. I won’t think a second ever choosing to work with them again. I will end with one famous quote from Ezekiel Larbi-“if I can’t work with you guys how would I be able to marry and stay with my wife forever”

God bless you. 

Archibald Frimpong 

Frimpongarchibald@gmail.com

THE AGRA TRAINING – 7th Oct to 15th Oct, 2016.

The training kicked off on Saturday 8th October, 2016. It felt great seeing many I was going to have as friends at the end of the training. One could easily realise one thing was missing-The Dr Freda Asem factor ! She wasn’t around to formally open the training. 

THE FACILITATORS

They facilitators for the training were Louis, Ralph , Joe, Pokuwaa, Pat. It was sad not seeing Kwabena around. I asked and was told he had gone to his village to look for a wife. Lol…

I paid close attention to these guys throughout and I noticed something particular about them-“they gave their all” . 
I remember that look on their faces each morning, that look one develops naturally during an examination week, that look a candidate in an election develops when awaiting the results. That look was enough to tell that not only carrying load at the Agbogbloshie Market was hard work. I wont be surprised if told they almost never slept throughout the training. I may not have worked directly with them but common sense should tell me these guys are hardworking.
There were more questions asked at this training compared to the LEAP training. Some were answered, the debatable and ambiguous ones were carried forward. By the next day the facilitators made sure they got an answer.
Steve Jobs was right-“The only way to go great work is to love what you do”. Passion and dedication I guess is everything to these guys.

TAL 

A necessary addition was made by Tal with a technology called “Logger”. Although Tal didn’t hear properly he did just fine in his delivery and answering of questions.

THE FOOD

There was a massive improvement in the food this time around. I could now feel there was salt in it-It was tasty now. I love food so I pay attention when eating. Whoever in charge must have taken our criticism from the LEAP training seriously. From the Jollof to the Fufu through to the “red red” was just on point. 

NAKI 

She is young and beautifully Short. She is national service personnel with ISSER. She was around throughout and did most of the errands. What I loved most about her was the cheerful face she gave when taking criticisms. She always announced what we were going to eat the next day a day before. I remember how she assured me of how the rest of the food was going to be better after I complained bitterly after my first lunch at the canteen. The subsequent ones were just on awesome, especially the fufu with goat soup. 

DANCE

Here again something was missing. This time around there was no Dr. Freda Asem to open the floor-I miss her twists, turns, up and down moves. Eric Baidu didn’t hesitate to start the dance-he was just great with his “off beat” dance skills which would just put a smile on your face.
Louis was lost on the dance floor as expected-with same company he had I would have done same if in his shoes.
Ralph wasn’t calm as he looked. He stood with the guys not dancing for a while but I guess he was just studying the dance terrain-he finally joined the action. 
My moment of the night was seeing Joe dance with Naki. Joe was good but Naki was skillful and tactful. 
Pokuwaa wouldn’t stop dancing until the DJ stops. She showed that she wasn’t only smart with her head but with her dance as well. 
Again, I was on the floor with Pat but this time around she took it easy with me-No “soloku” and no going down too much and my knee was much better.
The next morning those of us left took breakfast and set off to our various destinations.

Archibald Frimpong

Frimpongarchibald@gmail.com

AN OPEN APPRECIATION TO YOU DAD. CHEERS MR. EMMANUEL YAW FRIMPONG

A source of strength and support right from the very start. You hide your Feelings when you are sad, you sometimes Ignored your happiness because of me, you accepted your Struggles. When young, your presence was very much alive more than your presents. You held my hands for a little but my heart forever.

Dada, like a coach, you always stressed the fundamentals. *You taught me to be Principled, organised, discipline, and the importance of hard work*. You instilled in me the need to think of the next person coming and not just myself-That’s generations.
The older I get the more I realize how necessary it is to have a dad like you. You have provided stability in my life and the love and acceptance I needed. When I think of all the blessings in my life, You are right there at the very the top of the list.
Growing up and getting independent, *I have realised how stupid I would have been if your many corrective punishments was absent*.
*Now I talk about two great lessons*

First, you have always bn a principled and organised man. In fact you take this attitude to your car. Right from the very first day you showed me how to wash a car you never compromised on ensuring that I got it right. With you around, car washing was a routine. You will make me wash the engine, the interiors, boot and exterior part of the car. When you come check later and I got it wrong You will ensure that i start all over again but this time the mistake corrected. Even when we moved to Sowutuom which is a dusty area the everyday car washing continued.
I always wondered why you will prefer that your car is washed everyday when if it moves out will be dirty again within minutes. One day I asked and you said something which I remember like yesterday “when you go to someone’s house and the place is nice it’s human beings who made it nice. it didn’t become nice by itself”. It is of no surprise that one day an auto electrician opened your bonnet and asked if you purchased the engine just yesterday while it was used over 5 years.
This made me principled and Organised.
Second, after Senior High School I once overstayed outside. I was in the company of some friends enjoying the FIFA soccer Game. I got to the main gate at 10:30pm thereabout. I pressed the bell severally, hit the main gate hard many times but no response until you came to open the door, tell me to return to where I came from and sleep there. I was shocked. I went back to a friend’s place in the neighbourhood. To my utmost surprise he was inside with a lady and wouldn’t let me in. I had to sit in a chair outside his single room to sleep. At around 2pm my mum called and quietly got me inside. Daddy I was hurt and i disliked you for this. 
On another occasion when it was getting late I didn’t care about going home. I felt my mum will do same thing she did the first time. I repeated same action. This time I added an hour to it and got to the main gate at 11:30pm. You told me same thing you said on the first occasion. I wasn’t scared or afraid as I thought my mum will come to my rescue. I got to my friends house and same girl was there so I got my seat and started to sleep. On that day mosquitos became my best friends. My phone went off not long after. I don’t know how I slept but I did. My friend woke me up to come sleep inside later at 4am. I got home and disliked you even more.
I am so thankful that today I have no appetite for spending so much time outside unnecessarily. Today I have no penchant for staying outside for long. Today I do not fancy going out late. 
*Truth is, I always felt you didn’t like me, I saw you as a kakai. Today I am a man and I wish your unique training lasted forever*.
Today I look back and I see how foolish I was to dislike you. The punishment was hard but rewarding. I didn’t become a misfit in the society. I have fit in perfectly well.
*Your influence on what I watch and like*

Growing up you made me watch and like what you preferred. I dare not watch a program you tag as unnecessary. You so much liked news, current affairs and educational documentaries. Your Favourite tv Program-Talking point, is my favourite today too. I get ready even before its starts. 
You didn’t tell me how to live, you lived,and let me watch you do it. *You have indeed proved that being a father isn’t just about paying Utility bills or paying school fees.* You provided me a safe place to land and a hard place from which to launch. You are the kind of man everyone needs in their life. 
I am who I am, how I am, where I am and where I will be is because of you. I may be taller than you now but I will forever look up to you, the principles and ideals you stand for. Without you I would have being nitwitted and futile. I cannot say all but Dada u do all. You are my hero. *Thank you and God bless you*
God bless all Uncles and friends who have also played father roles.

Archibald Yaw Frimpong.

Frimpongarchibald@gmail.com

AN OPEN THANK YOU TO MAMA STELLA…

Being a woman is not an easy thing, but being a mother is even more difficult. The Jewish people believe God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers. I seem to agree.

I write this with great joy. You had an option… Oh yea you did ! You could have aborted fetus Archie to save you from all the before and after 9 months pains and troubles. You chose right and I’m impressed. You went for pain over FLAT STOMACH.
Archie was in you for 9 months, you watched your feet Swell, you struggled to walk and even Climb stairs, you got dyspnoeal quick, you went through torturesome pains, you suffered many sleepless nights, you became my nurse, my Senior Chef, my Teacher, my Cleaner and importantly my friend. Your arms were always open when I needed a hug.

Your heart understood when I needed a friend. If this doesn’t qualify you as my first woman love then I don’t know what will.  
If my memory is right, my first day in class 1 at the Flagstaff House Basic School was a meh one. At around 1pm thereabout I told my teacher I wanted to “pupu”. Pupu meant going to use the “White House” where I had my nursery education (Ringway CrΓ¨che). To my utmost surprise this teacher disallowed me from going out if I don’t say what I wanted properly. It was my first day in primary school hence I was shy and couldn’t even ask anyone. I sat on my seat quietly and cried for sometime. Thinking this teacher will have some empathy I was wrong. I had no other option than to ease on myself. The whole class begun to smell bad with all fingers pointed at me. We were closed immediately. All laughed at me till I got home. Mama, you met me in laughter when I was in tears. When I cried you just knew what to do to get me smiling. You took me straight to the bathroom and I came out fresh. It is of no surprise that I cannot forget this day. The next morning I went to school and the teacher told me the correct thing to say is “I want to go to toilet”. Can you imagine… Teacher Wei paaa !
One thing you taught me which I won’t forget is HUMILITY. Arrogance has never been in your dictionary. After all, sΞ΅ wo so sΞ΅ dΞ΅n koraa a wonso nkyΞ΅n Nyame….One thing you always say, “No matter one’s social status or how powerful one may feel, we are all equal. We came here by birth and will leave by death”. In all I do I have this in mind. 
I LOVE FOOD… I do a lot but I don’t eat everywhere neither do I eat anything. Anyone who knows me well will confess to how I dislike food sold outside. Growing up you always made sure food was always home 24/7. If you were to travel you would make provision for adequate food before leaving. Anytime you cooked and I wasn’t around you will make sure you wait for me to be back home to eat before you go to bed. It was painstaking but you went through it. If this also doesn’t qualify you as my first woman love then I don’t know what will.  
I have being stubborn, disrespectful and indiscipline sometimes but that never pushed me away from you. You loved me more. Throughout the years you have always been with me and for me. Your never ending advice, corrective punishment, forgiveness and words of encouragement have been tiptop. I couldn’t have had a better mother to look up to. 
A Manager, an Organizer, a Nurse, a Pastor, a Role model….. These can’t describe the things you have being to been to me. To me you are just the best mum. Sophia Loren was right, a mother is never alone in her thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. Mama Stella, Thank you for thinking twice a million times for me. Mama you struggled for me paaa but never Did you see it as a struggle, Not once did you ever develop regrets after all you went through.
Finally, You have indeed played your role extraordinarily well and I am proud of you. You are a wonderful woman and even more wonderful mother. Thanks for giving me the best things in life: Your love, your care, and your COOKING. You’re the best mom I could have asked for. 
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MAMA STELLA. MAY GOD BLESS YOU !
Mother’s Day wishes to all who have played a mother role in my life. I say thank you and may God bless you too.

Archibald Frimpong Frimpongarchibald@gmail.com

HR PEOPLE TODAY are so Lazy… HUMAN RESOURCE MANAGERS SIT UP !

I gained admission into the university of Ghana (UG) in 2010. Around the same time, the university changed it’s grading system.
Under the new system ;
A= 80 – 100,
B+= 75 – 79,
B= 70 – 74,
C+= 65 – 69,
C= 60 – 64,
D+= 55 – 59,
D= 50 – 54,
E= 45 – 49,
F = 0 – 44.

1st class = 3.60 – 4.00
Second class upper = 3.00 – 3.59
Second lower = 2.00 – 2.99
Third class = 1.50 – 1.99
Pass = 1.00 – 1.49
Fail = 0.00 – 0.99

Truth is, this grading system to a large extent defeats some aspects of University Education vis-a-vis socialization and other extra curriculum activities.
This obviously isn’t an easy task. To add more salt to the already spicy food, I remember how I always wrote interim assessments and end-of-semester exams under very active CCTV CAMERAS. The human element with respect to investigation was very much alive as well. Combining Economics and Geography & Resource Development was indeed an eyesore! This Legon system isn’t “b3t33 kraaa”.

One will be an idiot to copy or ask a friend for assistance in such a situation. That’s the legon system for you. Under this strict system, I counted it all joy when I made an A in a subject. For now, I know of the University of Ghana being the only place Students write IAs and End of Semister Exams under CCTV cameras.

The University of Cape Coast grading system is similar if not equal to that of the University of Ghana apart from the second lower part of the degree classification. Whereas in legon a second lower is from 2.00 to 2.99 in UCC it’s rather from 2.50 to 2.99. The Ashesi University College with respect to their grading system goes the UCC way.

Now watch this, Under the Ghana Telecom University (GTUC) system;

A= 70 – 100
B= 60 – 69
C= 50 – 59
D= 40 – 49
F= 0 – 39

1st class = 70 – 100
2nd class upper = 60 – 69
2nd class lower = 50 – 59
3rd class = 40 – 49
Pass = 0 – 39

It must be noted that KNUST uses same system. Unlike the UG or UCC which has a maximum Final Grade Point average of 4.00 GTUC or KNUST has a Cummulative Weighted Average of 100.

The maximum Final Grade Point Average (FGPA) that can be made in both UG and UCC is 4.00. The maximum CWA that can be made in KNUST or GTUC is 100. Mathematically, a final FGPA of 100% in GTUC OR KNUST is Equal to 4.00 from UG or UCC.
Assuming Rosemary graduates from the KNUST with a CWA of 64 she would have made a Second Upper but when same is converted to the UG or UCC system Rosemary drops to a second lower. Another example, Hilda graduates from UG with an FGPA of 2.80 and according to the UG system Hilda only qualifies for a second lower but when same is converted to the KNUST system Hilda jumps to first class with a CWA of 70.
For converting a Cumulative weighted Average to a 4.0 GPA, Let’s use x to represent the percentage. The formula to use when converting a percentage into a GPA (with a scale of 4.0) is (x/20) – 1 = GPA.

Just by eye inspection of the above one can clearly see that the GTUC and KNUST system is very much relaxed. This clearly tells that a first class from these Universities can never be seen as equal to that from UG or UCC.

In the year 2000, UCC had a Vice Chancellor by name Rev. Prof. Agyepong, in that year the university turned out over 2000 students with ONLY 9 of them distinguishing themselves MAKING FIRST CLASS. Comparatively, the University of Ghana graduated close to 3000 students with about 200 of them in the first class bracket.
7 years later Rev. Prof. Agyapong becomes the president of the Methodist University and at a ceremony where 150 students are graduating, 30 first classes were recorded. There is something obviously wrong somewhere! Indeed, if entry grades are things to go by, we are all aware that entry grades for the three Public Universities ARE ALWAYS better than those of students who enter the private universities.
The FACT IS, most students who could not gain admission to the public universities due to their weaker grades apply to the private universities for admissions. If it is logical that entering a university with a weaker grade predisposes one to pass out with a concomitantly weaker pass, then what has happened in the case of Methodist University? Is it so because of the exorbitant fees private universities pay?
I once worked with someone who went to a university and made a first class but couldn’t even operate a computer.

I am beginning to understand why the university of Ghana Vice Chancellor-Prof Ernest Ayittey somewhere in 2015 on radio Universe made a statement suggesting that a Third Class From UG Will Be Better Appreciated On The Market Than A First Class From Other Universities.

The percentages of graduates achieving first class vary greatly by university and even with course studied. Fact is, students of Economics, philosophy, Languages and Law are least likely to gain a first class, whereas students of Business Administration are most likely to gain a first class.

After my national service in August 2015, I developed a desire for diligently going through job advertisements. I have noticed a trend. This trend worries me. This trend somehow also marvels me. Few weeks after the end of my service I saw a job advertisement by Guarantee trust bank (GTbank) online. They wanted graduates who had completed their service in 2015 and not more than 25years. Upon seeing those two I was elated until I saw the third criteria. A criteria that made me swallow saliva and after sit properly to read again. “MUST HAVE A SECOND CLASS UPPER OR BETTER”. At this point I asked myself “Do they want competence or they are recruiting people to teach?” After that a follow up question came in mind “Does Academic Excellence ensure competence in the job?” This criteria I find very strange. A not-fair and biased criteria.

Total Ghana also did a recruitment same year which took same dimension.
This injustice in the system inspired me to write this piece.
It seems to be COMMON PLACE. Human Resource Managers now have a soft spot for academically excellent students! Most, if not all, have grown to believe that there is a direct relationship between academic excellence and success on the job and even in life as a whole. I beg to differ!

I believe university education is to give one a critical and analytical mind. It is a stage where the mind should and must be developed. At the University of Ghana, all first year students are made to offer a University Required course titled “Critical Thinking and Practical Reasoning”. If one fails in this course they WILL not qualify for graduation. This should be the essence of university education.

Today, the concept of developing the mind is gradually eroding in our universities. Students are gradually losing focus on developing their minds and rather concerned in making an employable class or a class Human resource persons will greatly appreciate. It is of no surprise that students now have an insatiable penchant for “chew and pour” now, than any time in history.

The degree class is seen as the definitive mark of achievement by many Human Resource Managers or employers. But then again, is working and studying same? One can be good in the latter and poor in the former!
I do not write to say a first class or even a second upper isn’t good. It is very important to go to school, get a good education, and graduate with a “fantastic class as first class”. Such an achievement also provides a tactual evidence that colleagues, family and the wider public use to judge a person as more or less “successful”.

For the system now, It virtually gives you a “machine-driven” advantage from the stage of job application to the next level. There is a ginormous amount of personal worth and gratification that comes with a first class degree. A first class at the university is incontestably valuable for what it is worth.
Also, it must be noted that, indeed many have shown that going to a good school or getting a first class doesn’t equal success in life or at work.

This practice of degree classification being a requirement has for a long time unduly stigmatised students. It is unreflective of a graduate’s success. It also doesn’t show a graduate’s potential for success, PARTICULARLY AT THE WORKPLACE.

In my about two months reading on this, I am yet to come across a research supporting the view i seek to write against. Academic success and doing good on a job don’t always come hand in hand. In fact, in some cases, they are mutually exclusive.
Research rather show the opposite. Those who have fallen short of academic brilliance are often better employees and even go ahead to become better managers because they are more rounded individuals who work well in a team among others. Education and employment experts have broadly agreed that all-rounders usually make the best workers. If so, why this “Rambo” style of recruiting?

I can confidently say HR people who use this very technique are at best VERY LAZY. Their aim is to cut down on the huge numbers who will be applying. Should it be all about cutting down on the numbers or looking for the best hands? This is a tragedy. A tragedy of gigantic proportions! Allowing the transcript to do its job without asking for class won’t be a bad idea.
In the book MONEYBALL, which records the story of the baseball manager Billy Beane. Given evidence show that the metrics historically used to determine the value of a player did not best correspond to his value on the field. Beane made a series of hires which turned the cash-strapped Oakland Athletics into a surprise success. So, in the absence of any evidence that degree-class is a predictor of value, why don’t HR people follow Moneyball and hire more inventively?

Somewhere in 2015, Ernst & Young, one of UK’s biggest graduate recruiters, announced it will from 2016 be removing the degree classification from its entry criteria; saying, there is “no evidence” success at university correlates with achievements in later life.
Maggie Stilwell, Ernst & Young’s managing partner for talent, said the company would use online assessments to judge the potential of applicants. “Academic qualifications will still be taken into account and indeed remain an important consideration when assessing candidates as a whole, BUT WILL NO LONGER ACT AS A BARRIER TO GETTING A FOOT IN THE DOOR. “Our own internal research of over 400 graduates found that, screening based on academic performance was too blunt an approach to recruitment. It found no evidence to conclude that previous success in higher education correlated with future success in subsequent professional qualifications undertaken”, she said. Ernst & Young is the fifth largest recruiter of graduates in the UK.

At this point I take a different dimension. Let me introduce you to seven notable names out of the over fifty I read about before this piece.
1) Bill Gates
2)Mark Zuckerberg
3)Walt Disney
4)Richard Branson 5)Michael Dell
6)Steve Jobs
7)Thomas Edison

Bill Gates is the Owner of Microsoft corporation, the world’s largest software company. Dropped out of Harvard to focus on building Microsoft. According to Forbes magazine, Bill Gates is the richest human being to ever live. Bill Gates makes about 120,000 times more money per second than the average american on a median-salary day job. He earned $11.5 billion in 2015, which works out to be $33.3 million per day, $1.38 million per hour, $23,148 per minute and $385.8 per second.

Mark Zuckerberg: He is the youngest billionaire in the world, dropped out of Harvard to promote his social networking platform: Facebook. As at 2010, he was 23 years and worth $4billion.

Walt Disney: He’s regarded as the most influential animator because of his creativity with cartoons. He dropped out of high school at 16 and founded Walt Disney; a company which now has an annual revenue of about $30billion. That’s about half the GDP of Ghana!

Richard Branson: Best known for his adventurous spirit and outrageous business tactics. He dropped out of school at the age of 16. He is the billionaire founder of the Virgin brand and its 360 companies. His companies include the famous Virgin Atlantic Airways.

Michael Dell: He dropped out of college at the age of 19 to start PC’s Limited; later renamed Dell Computers Inc. Dell became the most profitable PC manufacturer in the world making Michael Dell a billionaire.

Steve Jobs: Billionaire co-founder of Apple Inc and Pixar; dropped out of Reed College to start Apple.

Thomas Edison: Thomas Edison was labeled dumb and scatterbrain by his school teachers but he went on to become one of the world’s greatest inventors and founded General Electric; one of the most powerful companies in the world.

These individuals not only own but manage or have managed some of the biggest and powerful companies the world has ever known. The question I ask is, were they “SECOND CLASS UPPER OR BETTER STUDENTS?
The answer: “THEY ARE ALL DROPOUTS”. If these individuals and many out there do not have university degrees but are billionaires, then it goes to further expose HR people.

In the end, Life in the milky way doesn’t taste like Baileys. Same way, not every academically Excellent student will be a great employee. We need to be more radical. HRs must stop this strategy of elimination by rough tactics. They must be innovative when recruiting.

Archibald Frimpong

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Many thanks goes to Rosemary A. Poku, Maame Fowaa, Kwesi Annan and Claudia Adom for their continuous advice and words of encouragement.

Credits;

m.wikihow.com/Convert-a-Percentage-into-a-4.0-Grade-Point-Average

http://m.huffpost.co­m/uk/entry/7932590

http://www.mytopbusi­nessideas.com/school-drop-out-billionaires-successful-entrepreneurs/

THE PARADOX OF LIFE……

 
So I woke up very early today and rather unusual of me I start to think about 

LIFE and its ending. I could have thought about a business plan but I did not.
What’s there to life? What does life hope to achieve? Who really is life or better still what really is life all about?
One is born, can’t crawl so learns to crawl, can’t stand hence learns to, from there he gets to walking. That’s the first phase. The second phase is where he starts schooling. Starts from elementary level through to Senior High to Tertiary. This time one is fully grown. A new phase is ushered in, he starts to work, marries and begins a family therefrom. 
After that phase the next thing is to make money. Enough, more than you can spend. Money is very important. The good book attests to this fact in Ecclesiastes 10:19. 
In a way, life can absolutely be summed up: Everyday, we wake up and spend 13 hours or more β€œliving”, and we then go back to sleep and call it a day. We continue to do that for 365 days a year, be that as it may, many years we are alive.
We spend our whole lives seeking purpose because we are not(content) with simply existing on Earth. We are obsessed with pushing ourselves to achieve our dreams, all so we can attribute some sort of β€œsignificance” to our lives. It’s all well and good to have a dream or something you want to achieve; we all have dreams. 

After all, it gives us something to look forward to and is something to do with our time. If you are passionate enough about it, then that alone brings joy and fulfillment to your live.
The irony is, after making enough money one uses the money to buy drugs as a way of prolonging their stay on earth. Interestingly one cannot hide from sickness. It’s like rain, It never falls on one roof. At least it helps in the short-run. At this point you will be happy, ohh yea it’s understandable. When the chameleon brings forth a child, is not that child expected to dance ! πŸ’ƒ

In the long-run a necessary evil pops up. An evil for people who believe in the existence of Heaven. An evil almighty science has failed to find an answer to. But come to think of it, it’s sickness man can cure not death.
What amazes me is, for decades PEOPLE HAVE WANTED TO / WOULD WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN BUT DO NOT WANT TO DIE TO GET THERE. Hypocrisy at it’s best. Life must be that sweet !
How can i unlock the enigma of life and then now death? This mystery is like a tree by the sea. The wind will forever blow it according to how it pleases. Finding an answer to this mind-buzzing question would be an exercise in futility I guess. How on earth can I harvest dust to build a mud house. I must be crazy….HmmmπŸ’­
In spite of the challenge death poses it’s best to plan your life. it’s only a mad man who would chew his tongue and think he is chewing chicken from KFC.
Trust me this isn’t farfetched. It’s very much plausible. 
Your body will be too weak, your bones will suddenly become soft and wouldn’t be able to move. You will become a burden to people around.
Think about this–What if we are all searching for meaning where there is none? 

What if am wasting my time overthinking the unthinkable? 
On the contrary, there is just simply not enough to live for. We are driven by success and we always want more from our lives, just so we feel we have β€œsomething to live for.”
Life is just like a roller coaster; there are ups and downs, steep declines and sharp twists and turns. There will be times when you will be horrified, times when you will be on cloud nine and times when you will wish it would be over already.
I hope I didn’t scare you with this piece. If I did I beg for your forgiveness 😜. But you have a choice: You can only live for the ups in life πŸ˜ƒ, or just enjoy the ride. Either option you take you can’t escape death😞. NnipaπŸ‘« br3 ma owuo s3 nea akok)πŸ“ nso br3 ma light soup !

Archibald Frimpong.

LIFE AFTER NATIONAL SERVICE-BE HOPEFUL ! πŸ˜ƒ

Life after National Service I must say is somehow an interesting one. In one breath, you will have many resting days that’s if you are not retained at where you did your service. On the other hand, if you were retained then you are lucky. You will be like that fortunate chick the crow never gets. 

With the latter, you are lucky in the sense that you have something keeping you busy and in the end will be paid for being busy. Unlike the former where you become an “active sleeper”and/or a “CV sending person”. At this point in time, visiting job sites becomes the order of the day. No ad in the dailies escapes your notice. With the advancements in technology these days, many employers prefer you send it via email. 
Figures show that over 250,000 graduates are out there unemployed. As is expected, this figure keeps increasing as the day goes by. Truth is, it’s alarming and threatening ! If this doesn’t scare you then you may probably be employed already. 
I write this to those who find themselves unemployed like myself. I write this to encourage you. I write this to lift you up. I write this piece to give you hope. Let’s have Hope—Hope in the face of difficulties, Hope in the face of uncertainty. The audacity of hope ! That hope of although having a thick wall in front of you yet looking beyond the wall. YES, that Aggressive boldness or unmitigated effrontery to be hopeful. 
I’m not talking about blind optimism here. The almost willful ignorance that thinks unemployment will go away if we just don’t think about it. That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about something more significant and substantial. It’s the hope of our great grand parents taken to the Americas and Europe as slaves but make time to sit around a fire singing freedom songs; the hope of immigrants leaving the Libyan waters setting out for Spain; the hope of a scientist researching to discover life on planet Mars or even Venus. I believe we have a righteous wind at our backs.
The journey already seems difficult. The road will be long. I urge you to face this challenge with profound humility and knowledge of you own limitations. Face it with limitless faith. Talking about faith I have always loved this bible verse-Hebrews 11:1. Try reading it and I know you will love it.
If you are willing to go through this somehow painful but rewarding sacrifice and fight for it, believe in it, then I am absolutely sure that years from now, we will be able to look back and tell our children that this was the moment when it all started. The moment when our lives turned around.
Never think you not bn employed at the moment makes your schooling/ Degree/ Diploma worthless. According to the late Nelson Mandela, Education is the only way through which a peasant farmer’s son can be a medical doctor. Think about it. This is unarguably a bare fact.
The road ahead eerrmmmm hmmmm looks long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get a job immediately after reading this. But, truth is I have never been more hopeful than I am writing this you are reading. We will get there but it’s a matter of time. Its a period my Osofo(Pastor) friend whom I did my Service with at same place called Phanuel Segbefia terms it “God Testing our patience” period.
It’s time — It’s time to refocus our efforts and energies on thinking positive and good. That’s obviously is the sure way of getting to the top.
There will be setbacks and false starts. People will assure you of employment and will later not answer your calls or even reply your messages. We men are a little fortunate. It’s even scrofulous when you are a women and slept with your boss in anticipation of a job after service. I will not rule out the possibility of it working out for some tho-I guess they used what they have to get what they wanted. If you are a woman, probably had same offer and now questioning yourself as to why you did not take up the offer my sister if it’s about sleeping with men then I believe going into prostitution would be more rewarding. 
This isn’t a time to be thinking of joining ISIS and other terrorist groups. Neither is it a time to fancy going into armed robbery or “Sakawa”. Let’s not do something today which will put us in a sorry state tomorrow. It’s like a little boy going to bed with an itchy anus, he will wake up with his fingers smelling.
If you are complaining after just few weeks of been unemployed what then will that person who has been home for about 5years or more say. Don’t have an inclination to give up too easily, don’t forget-it’s early days yet. The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now. 
But come to think of it, is there a one answer fits all? Personally I haven’t bn a proponent of this philosophy as the cooking pot for the lion isn’t same as that of a snake. I believe this should be a period which we must also look at furthering our Education. At least if Unemployment fails, Education might work out. If you are into sports too this is the period to go higher.
What you say of yourself is what you’ll get. The good book says, as a man thinketh in his heart so is he. It’s called the law of attraction. So therefore, your life is in your hands. With your thought you can be whatever you want to be. That’s a life principle. 
No matter how good or bad you think life is, you have LIFE. Be thankful to God for that life. AT LEAST LIFE IS FAR MORE IMPORTANT THAN EMPLOYMENT. Someone somewhere is FIGHTING TO SURVIVE. You have your feet intact and you complain of not having shoes, wait until you met a man who has no feet. 
After reading this piece I will entreat you to read and meditate on JEREMIAH 29:11. You can as well listen to a song titled “Believe” by DJ Neptune ft. Sarkodie and Phyno. If you have a taste for highlife like myself you can try one of my favorites ever by Amakye Dede titled “Dabi Dabi Eb3yeyie” or even “3y3 N’adom” by Daddy Lumba. They all tell a lot. 
Most importantly have in mind that God hasn’t franchised his miracle doing business to man. At the right time he will act. He loves you the way you are !

Archibald Frimpong.

MY ADVICE TO PROSPECTIVE NATIONAL SERVICE PERSONS.

National Service is a life opener, it shapes you for the future thereafter. It’s a platform which If not well utilised can cost one a lot in life. This stage in your life will give you your longest work experience right after school; hence, it is a time to learn and do so well.

First, whether you are posted to a school to teach, a bank, a clinic or even very recently traffic directing, it is a time to learn. As Mad. Akweley Bulley (Exec. Head HR, adb) will say, “Every experience is important”. You may be posted to a place or profession whose nature of job might not interest you but have in mind that you are learning. Choose to make it a fun one.

Have in mind at all times that We learn from failure and not from success. You won’t be expected to know all as soon a you start. It’s a gradual process. Initially you are expected to make some mistakes. It’s unavoidable. One sure way of learning fast is knowing why you stumbled and not where you stumbled. A great man once said, the day you stop asking questions is the day you become foolish. I cannot agree any better.
It is said that, those whose palm-kernels were cracked for them by a benevolent spirit should not forget to be humble. It goes to suggest that you become down to earth as much as possible. Fact is, many if not most of the people you will be meeting at work will not be your co-equals thus it’s best you always be humble at all times. It is through this that a child can eat with his father’s mates.
The Managing Director may be your father but yet be humble at all times! You may be dealing with a security person or even a cleaner and think they don’t deserve your humility but truth is, tomorrow is a mystery. That cleaner you will not be humble and respectful to today may end up being a Managing Director or President tomorrow. Try your best to be modest. I am proud to say I learnt this from Mr. Robert Karikari Darko (Exec. Head- SME, adb). He looked ordinary but was extraordinarily humble and respectful. This is one man who will see you and first say “Boss” even before he greets you. I guess that meant a lot !

Always know what to say, at what time and to whom especially when talking with your superiors. If your mother-in-law does not know how to sit properly, you should know how to watch properly. It’s advisable to let your head be ahead of your mouth.
Furthermore, if you offend, ask for pardon; if offended forgive. This is as simple as it sounds. if you upset someone, apologize to him or her. If someone upsets you, forgive him or her as what goes around, comes around.
Rain does not fall on one roof alone. Trouble comes to everyone at one time or another. One’s class in life does not keep them away from challenges. Same way as an NSP you will face challenges. People you work with will offend you, friends will hurt you, some may probably even insult you but don’t lose focus. I have learnt that getting offended or hurt is a pesky part of being human. it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without in our lives here. Have in mind that you are there for a purpose.
When things aren’t working out as you wish, be patient. Sometimes, the good things we see around as youth we wish we had them.
One thing I will discourage you from doing is to compare yourself to others. If you do you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Today, you talk to a 23year old man and he wants to own a house and three cars. Life is not a race neither is it a “Gidigidi” start. Stop trying to move ahead of God. His timing is perfect.
People will always find some reason to bring you down. Don’t let what somebody said/says about you ruin your day. You are uniquely created in God’s image so see yourself as extraordinary. Here one name comes in mind, Nana Appiah of the AML department (adb). One great guy who will always lift you up anytime you are down.
Don’t always listen to everything people will say. To me I will tell you to take the good and leave the bad. A man in Nigeria by name Doyin Okupe ahead of their last elections said “Mark my words, It will not happen for Buhari to rule Nigeria”, another by name Ayo Fayose said “Buhari will die before the Election”. What do we see today? The opposite right? Human Beings are naturally made to talk. If God says YES no man can change it. Know that God has a plan for you so do not put your trust in man.
Hardwork they say pays. This is a saying which has being used for years and I tend to support it. Am yet to see or hear of anyone killed by “hardwork”. When the monkey cannot reach the ripe banana with his hand, he says it is not sweet. It is not sweet but you are still observing it. There is this popular song by Nas titled “I Can”…”I know I can, I know I can, be what I wana be, be what I wana be, if I work hard at it I’ll be where I wana be”. Hardwork must be your strongest virtue at all times.
Imagine two men walking down the street on a windy day. A piece of paper blows along the sidewalk. The first man ignores the litter, keeping his eyes on the block up ahead. The second man peers at it, realizes it’s a Ghc50 note and picks it up. Is that person luckier? No. The same opportunity crossed the path of both men, but only one was prepared to take action. Be alert as Opportunities will surely come your way it’s only about you taking action.
In the end, The road to a friend’s house is never long. There’s scarcely any happiness, passion or success without struggle. Life is a constant climb, but the journey is rewarding and the view is great. It’s just a matter of pushing forward when the going gets tough. Don’t be like that stupid cow that rejoices at the prospect of being taken to a beautiful abattoir.

Archibald Frimpong.

MY NATIONAL SERVICE EXPERIENCE… PART 5…. “Good people still exist 2”-Concluding part.

One person who has played a helpful, advisory and good-hearted role in this experience is Auntie Sarah. Although she wasn’t in the Cheques Processing Unit her contribution to my experience since the beginning has been phenomenal. I called her “Work Mama”. This is just not for the fact that she is my mum’s age mate but she is compassionate and also treated me just as my mum would treat me. If I needed anything it’s Auntie Sarah I called on. One time I went as far as taking a thread and needle from her to sew a part of my trousers which got torn at work. She is far older but yet gave me all the respect I deserved as a man. Auntie Sarah Ayekoo πŸ‘ !!!

Now I go back to talk about Diana. After my first meeting with her at the reception we became friends. She hasn’t just been a friend but a listening one at that. A friend who is always there when you need her. The old say, the poor man and rich man do not play together. This wise saying got me thinking as I wondered how I could even get her phone number as she was older and I thought age was going to be a barrier but as she will say, “Archie, Age is just a number”. A matured, sweet and respectful friend. A woman who gave me a different understanding to friendship. Anytime I wanted to talk to someone she was always there for me. What I loved most is her stonking and super-duper advise she will give me every time. Diana Nyame Nhyira wo πŸ‘.
Anytime I went to the former Headoffice branch(ADB HOUSE) of the Bank I mostly will go to one particular teller. A teller with so much understanding. She made me understand and appreciate a teller’s work. A very submissive and down to earth woman. She wouldn’t treat me differently because I am a National Service person. She always gave me a Managing Director-like treatment. 
She had this delightful habit of always greeting charmingly. It’s either you know who I am talking about or wondering who it is. Interestingly most people I spoke to about her confirmed same. Her name is Madam christolyt. There were other equally very good tellers at same branch as well, namely, Dora and Olivia. 
You may be right to think I had a thing for tellers. At the Ridge Branch I encountered some equally peachy tellers like Monica and Nii. These two worked like tomorrow was never going to come. I guess that’s what dedication and hardwork is all about. 
I have met tellers from other banks and truth be told, they not only lack a spark of decency but go about their duty as if they are doing you a favour. Comparing them to ADB tellers is like comparing Apples to Aluguntugui or probably a Rolls Royce to a Nissan March. Lol.
I cannot talk about the banking hall staff without talking about a woman who opened my ADB Account. I would sometimes go to the branch specifically to disturb this woman. She will just smile and we will get talking. Her name is Alexander. She is also at the ADB house Branch.
What defines a man is the circumstances and people around him and if they are good, he turns out good. Special thanks goes to my fellow ADB 2014/2015 National service Persons both at the Head office and branches. These guys are just fantastic ! 
Penultimately, So soon my Service has come to an end. Ohh how time flies ! It seems to fly faster than the shuttle that took American astronauts to the moon. 
In the end, A person is a person because of other persons. I may not have mentioned your name but truth be told, without your very generous contribution to my life I wouldn’t have been where I am today. Fact is, words can’t express how I feel. If you wake up tomorrow and hear a cock crow know that it is Archibald Frimpong thanking you. 

Archibald Frimpong.

MY NATIONAL SERVICE EXPERIENCE… PART 5…. “Good people still exist 1”

Denzel Agyeman Prempeh taught me something I wasn’t taught in school. It’s something neither common sense could teach me as well. One day during lunch time I went to buy banana with Kingsly (a colleague service person). Denzel came to same seller to patronize some banana too. He looked at our clothes closely and smiled. 

I was not surprised as anytime he saw me he smiled. He said-“It’s wrong to wear a striped shirt with a striped tie”. For me I thought it was the opposite hence I did my checks and he was very right. This is a moment I can’t dismiss from my mind or forget.
Every Friday an internal auditor by name Emmanuel Mensah would “do us show”, It’s a day I didn’t afford to miss. On this day he would buy a box of Golden Tree chocolate which would be shared amongst us all. It wouldn’t end there. He would sometimes take some of my other national service persons and myself for lunch. A caring and generous gentleman. 
Solomon Adu Atefoe, A smart and intelligent young man. I will forever be grateful to this man. But for his strong car we would have been among the casualties of the 3rd June, 2015 disaster which killed over 150 people.
I would mostly close and join Kingsly since he drives. He would drop me off at ofankor so I get a Sowutuom car home. On this day Kingsly surprisingly didn’t drive to work. That meant I had to look for an alternative. Luckily, on the same day I met Mr. Atefoe who happened to live at Sowutuom. So I asked Kingsly to join us. 
We left work around 6pm. It was raining cats and dogs. 
We managed to sail through until we got to Santa Maria where the road was virtually blocked. No car going or coming. I can’t bring myself to narrate the entire ordeal. I joined him home a couple of times after the first and they were all wonderful experiences. His advice and discussions have been topnotch. 

Archibald Frimpong.