After finishing Senior High School with good grades, I had dreams of going to the university, but I didn’t have the money to continue. So I started working as a hotel receptionist just to survive. Almost everyone I met at the hotel would say the same thing: “You’re very smart. Why are you working here instead of being in school?” It was a question I got tired of answering, but I always said the truth: “I don’t have the money to go to school.”
My salary was just enough to take care of my daily needs—food, transport, bills. There was no way I could save enough for tuition. As much as I wanted to return to school, it felt impossible. My boyfriend at the time, Kweku, wasn’t working either, so I couldn’t depend on him for support. I was on my own, just trying to make it through each day.
Then one day, a pastor came into my life. I met him at the hotel where I worked. He was a regular guest who always stayed at our place because his church wasn’t far from the hotel, even though he lived in Accra. Every time he came around, he….Read Full Story Here.…………………..
