It is February 8th again, the birth date of one man whose youthfulness has tasted the waters of strife, pain and setbacks.
It is the birth date of one whose usefulness has transcended family, profession, and party.
I speak of a man whose numenclature wears many colours: from Ibrahim Alhassan to Dwomoh Mensah Stephen, from IB to the high school-inspired Scorpion. His accolades come in as many effulgent shades, same as he comes across as a man most acknowledged, even at first sight.
On this day of your birth, eighth February, two thousand and twenty, even as you take stock of the numberless strides you have made in these thirty-something years of living, lurking, leaning, laughing, lacking, learning, and loving, I pour out these words as a testament of having known you for the purehearted lionheart that you are: exemplary teacher, family man, teacher unionist, party communicator!
I am but a boy in your sphere of brotherly friends, family and friendly brothers, but, hear me say to you: Happy birthday!
May love continue to be your guide through this undulating turf. May we be blessed with more years of your thirst for service, and may you become a servant-leader, again, someday soon.
Cheers!
Saeed || Kountryman
It is the birth date of one whose usefulness has transcended family, profession, and party.
I speak of a man whose numenclature wears many colours: from Ibrahim Alhassan to Dwomoh Mensah Stephen, from IB to the high school-inspired Scorpion. His accolades come in as many effulgent shades, same as he comes across as a man most acknowledged, even at first sight.
On this day of your birth, eighth February, two thousand and twenty, even as you take stock of the numberless strides you have made in these thirty-something years of living, lurking, leaning, laughing, lacking, learning, and loving, I pour out these words as a testament of having known you for the purehearted lionheart that you are: exemplary teacher, family man, teacher unionist, party communicator!
I am but a boy in your sphere of brotherly friends, family and friendly brothers, but, hear me say to you: Happy birthday!
May love continue to be your guide through this undulating turf. May we be blessed with more years of your thirst for service, and may you become a servant-leader, again, someday soon.
Cheers!
Saeed || Kountryman
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