In any event, on my way back to the office (again, I took the tro-tro), I stopped by the block factory located at SHiashi, and walked some ten minutes to the office. Passing by a banana, I couldn't resist and returned to buy myself GH0.50p worth.
The young man suddenly asked where I work; I explained just opposite "East Gate Hotel", and then some. "I'm looking for a job, o! I'm an SS graduate. Been home all this time."
He said this in good English.
I felt so bad, sighing a huge one.
"Look", I explained, "I'm merely a worker--not a manager or anything", so I cannot really help you--except to give you this paper called "Weekly Donkomi. I explained it was a recent one.
He thanked me profusely.
As I offered him the money, he refused categorically adding that he wouldn't take the money as I paid for the paper.
"Oh, no, massa!", I exclaimed, "it was free, o!".
"It's okay, sir!" he went on. "Thank you very much!"
I was so touched by the gesture it was not funny. I know many people who, despite all the explanations, would have taken the money and the paper--no matter how ostensibly negligible.
It's at times like these that I realise that the milk of human kindess is still rife. And I'm proud to know that I made a small difference. God bless that guy; he's clearly someone humble--and possibly magnanimous--enough to appreciate a small gesture. He will most likely take it to his job and career.
Good luck to him!!
So You Wanna Work for the UN?
...to be continued!!