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My Father's Twin Sister
By Peter E Adotey Addo
Thursday, October 31, 2002

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This is a true story It actually happened to me in this strange and twisted way .It turned out to be the most bizarre way I was introduced to my father’s sister. You will see why as we go on. Nothing seemed strange that faithful afternoon. I knew there were many members of our extended family so naturally there were some I had not met At least I was sure that I had been introduced to almost all of them and so this encounter was not out of the way. Every now and then I did run into an unknown family member but my mother was always there to make the connection to the family. That was why I did not attribute this particular chance encounter to anything paranormal. I have also held the belief that I was never alone .At least that was what I was made to believe according to the traditions and culture I grew up with. It was referred to as the tradition of the elders I knew that there were times I felt lonely but I also knew that I was really never all by myself. My ancestors or what ever you may call them still played a part in my life as they acted as intermediaries between us and the capricious forces of nature.
It all happened when I was in my teens My parents sent me to pick up our daily supply of bread from the Kingsway bakery which was a simple bus ride from our house at Kukuhill to downtown Accra a trip I had taken many times. I loved it and looked forward to it, because I had to ride the bus all by myself. and I was very proud of it. Being a mischievous young teen I always had other plans
and. other things to do including other places to go And so it was that tropical sunny day It was no different from any other day .It was to me a perfect day to walk to town to meet my friends and to at least hang out with them for a while before taking the bus from another bus stop further away from my required bus stop and no one would be any wiser At least that was what I thought
Hardly did I know that the forces of history were being let loose that faithful afternoon. My plan to mess around for a while with the boys went well and I had a great time with them. They knew that I had to leave them after a while. and after an hour or two we said our goodbyes and I left. When I arrived at the bus stop I was met by a gentle and nice looking lady. with a smile. That kind of smile that makes a guilty young boy wonder if the game is up. My only suspicion was that she had the very striking familiar features of our family. and so I concluded that she was one of the many in the extended family. Perhaps this was one of those I had not met before or one I had forgotten That was perfectly all right with me. This had happened so many times that I ignored it as one of our relatives who wanted to chastise me for taking the bus at the wrong bus stop. since it was obvious that I was too far away from home. She was pleasant and rather friendly and kind and seemed to know all about me and the family. But there was nothing strange about that too since as I said we had a very large and extended family. Somehow I felt guilty for being where I was not supposed to be But she seemed to understand everything. She had a white dress on and that was not unusual I just assumed that she was a nurse Then looking strait at me she said the most outrageous thing. I ever heard. She instructed me to return home to Kukuhill.Assuming her to be a relative she was not going to have any argument from me. All I knew was that I was in very deep trouble and I had myself to blame. I knew I was going to be in trouble if I did not do her bidding. What if she knew where I have been hanging out with the boys What if she told my parents.? Then I would really be in trouble Well without any hesitation I left the bus stop immediately and walked all the way up home to Kukuhill.shaking with fear.
To my surprise I was welcomed home like a long lost son. At first I was confused .But soon I learned what had happened. I was not in trouble at all The year was 1948 and the long fight for the liberation of the Gold Coast had started The veterans who had returned from the war to end all wars, feeling that the English government had not treated them fairly had organized the biggest demonstration against British rule and were on their way to present their grievances to the British governor at the Castle at Osu.the official residence of the English Crown. They had clashed with the British security forces trying to stop them and had been fired upon. This only aggravated the situation and rioting started and spread all over the city Tear gas was used for the first time on the thousands who joined the demonstration and there had been some casualties. It was obvious then that my dear parents were so happy to see me safe. Of cause they were so happy to see their oldest son alive that they never did ask where I had been and why I had no bread with me. I guess they just assumed that when the rioting started I had the good sense to return home. Not knowing then about tear gas, there were rumors that the British security forces had used pepper on the defenseless crowd and that had aggravated an already bad situation. Some of the victims had already reached make my parents angry.
Days latter my mother asked why I returned home that faithful day. without the loaves of bread I went to pick up I told her of the unknown nice lady I had met at the bus stop that day and described her as looking like a member of the family. In fact I said that she looked so much like daddy that she could pass as daddy’s sister. My mother was not the kind of person to be easily agitated But I could tell there was something wrong with her. She looked at me as if she had seen a ghost. She hugged me and then started to cry. This was really a very strange behavior for a strong willed woman like my mother in whose hands my life depended at that moment Forget about the fact that she birthed me and held me in her arms once When I asked she explained to me that I was describing daddy’s twin sister who had passed away about the time I was born and that she was there to protect me that day from the riots. I was dumbfounded but then she produced an old faded picture that knocked me out .The picture resembled the lady at the bus stop. My mother said it with such conviction that I believed her Then something occurred to me .I knew that daddy was a twin and his name indicated that the other twin would naturally be a girl according to the traditional naming laws Since daddy’s name was Oko.the other twin had to be a girl. Was my mother out of her mind? I don’t know. She would tell me of other sightings which were collaborated by my uncles an d aunts and grand parents and total strangers And what about my daddy? Well after thoroughly giving me the third degree for disobeying a direct order, he also looked all shook up. But I knew that he went to see his own mother in the city that same night in spite of the curfew on the city. You decide.

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Reviewed by Sandra Mushi 6/10/2007
Interesting Peter! Your poor father and grandmother. I guess it was such a nostalgic news to them! Enjoyed it. Lost a cousin a few years back, who was so dear to me. It still hasn't grasped me that she truly is gone.

God bless,

Reviewed by Isharra Jamari 8/26/2004
Great and moving story... keep writing...
Reviewed by Nickolaus Pacione 5/28/2003
Very strongly written story, very strong ties to family history and sometimes a family history can create a plot in itself. Thank you for the comment on "Among Shadows" and there are a few that I got there now are more frightening than that one. I am going to sift around here to see what others you got here.
Reviewed by Diana Black 2/24/2003
VERY interesting.......I believe, and have been told by two psychics, that my son that I miscarried, is always with me, on my shoulder. Great storytelling,Peter.
Reviewed by N. P. 11/25/2002
Very well written, interesting story!
Reviewed by Pam Potter 11/21/2002
I like family history too.

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