Wendy Shay’s mother, Obaapa Kaakyire Addo has told critics of her daughter’s fashion sense that the singer is a decent girl off the stage.
According to her, Wendy’s choice of clothes differs from what she wears behind the stage because the stage comes with its own demands.
Due to this reality, she has advised persons who imitate her daughter’s fashion sense to follow wisely.
“My daughter is not into nudity. She wears what she wears on stage because the craft demands it. However, after the stage, she is a decent girl, so I will urge young ladies to rather focus on the real Wendy Shay after the stage and learn from that rather than learn from what she wears on stage,” she stated.
She expressed pride in Wendy Shay’s achievement in the industry, indicating that she has fulfilled her dream.
In a similar instance, the father of Ghanaian actress and musician Yaa Jackson responded to the continuous public scrutiny over the social life of her daughter.
A section of Ghanaians asserted that her social lifestyle does not align with the cultural expectations of a young Ghanaian woman.
Responding to this, her father, Jackson K. Bentum, told SeanCity TV in an interview that, “She’s over 18 now. There’s little I can do to control her choices.”
Yaa Jackson’s father believes that all her daughter is putting up in the public eye is meant to contribute to building a solid brand for herself.
“It’s part of the branding. It’s the business of entertainment,” he emphasised.
Contrary to Yaa Jackson’s social reputation, Mr Bentum revealed that his daughter has become a different person behind the scenes ever since she assumed the role of a mother.
“Even when we’re on set, she no longer agrees to wear those revealing outfits. Motherhood has changed her a lot,” Mr. Bentum shared.
She slammed critics who condemn her style of dressing.
In an interview with Graphic Showbiz, Yaa Jackson noted that she is not perturbed by the opinions of people, adding that she doesn’t dress to express anyone.
“Oh, the comments! I’m not worried about what people say about my style. Fashion is subjective, and I’m all about being true to myself. If people love it, great! If not, that’s okay too.
“I won’t change for someone else’s idea of style. Besides, on an ordinary day, you will not see Yaa Jackson dressed like that,” she stated.
Yaa Jackson rose to fame as an actress and is now balancing her career between acting and music.
According to her, music allows her to express her emotions and ideas than acting does.
“Honestly, I love both music and acting. I think they’re both forms of storytelling, just in different ways. Right now, I’m leaning more towards music because it allows me to express myself in a personal and raw way. However, I will continue to explore both passions,” she added.
Meanwhile, her father, Jackson K. Bentum, has responded to ongoing public scrutiny over the social life of his daughter.
A section of Ghanaians has asserted that her social lifestyle does not align with the cultural expectations of a young Ghanaian woman.
According to him, “She’s over 18 now. There’s little I can do to control her choices.”
Yaa Jackson’s father believes that all her daughter is putting up in the public eye is meant to contribute to building a solid brand for herself.
“It’s part of the branding. It’s the business of entertainment,” he emphasised.
Contrary to Yaa Jackson’s social reputation, Mr Bentum revealed that his daughter has become a different person behind the scenes ever since she assumed the role of a mother.
“Even when we’re on set, she no longer agrees to wear those revealing outfits. Motherhood has changed her a lot,” Mr. Bentum shared.
Meanwhile, Yaa Jackson Konadu had disclosed in 2023 that she was five months into her pregnancy before she knew she was carrying a child.
On the account of Yaa, “it was too late” when news of her pregnancy was announced to her.
Speaking in an interview with Zionfelix, she noted that she could have taken good care of herself if only she had discovered her pregnancy in the first trimester.
“It got to a time where I lost my appetite and became weak. I went to check at the hospital but then, it was too late. It was after five months that I found out I was pregnant…had I known earlier, I could have taken much care of myself.
“I never abort my pregnancy. I won’t harm that innocent baby…I was ready for anything. I have been with my man for almost two years but we’ve been friends since 2016,” she said.
The mother of several years added that she performed shows without raising eyebrows, adding that she kept posting on social media until 7 months into her pregnancy.
“I was playing shows until my 7th month. My belly wasn’t protruding; I kept on posting on social media.”
A 15-year-old boy has tragically lost his life in Kasoa American Town after allegedly being beaten by his mother for stealing GH¢80.00.
Reports indicate that the boy’s mother, who runs a well-known bakery in the area, noticed her GH¢80.00 missing and suspected her son of theft over the weekend.
She reportedly beat him and threatened to report him to the police if he did not confess.
Unfortunately, the boy passed away in a taxi while being transported to the police station.
On Monday, GNA visited the boy’s home, where relatives were observed mourning in traditional attire. They chose not to comment on the situation but confirmed that the incident had been reported to the Kasoa Divisional Police Command.
However, further inquiries at the police station revealed no record of such a report. Additionally, the mother’s bakery was found closed during the GNA visit.
The boy’s body has been taken to the Mother and Child Hospital in CP, a suburb of Kasoa.
The mother of Ghanaian dancehall artist Charles Nii Armah Mensah Jr., popularly known as Shatta Wale, has disclosed that she and her son have been out of contact for more than a decade.
According to madam Elsie Evelyn Avemegah, stated that her relationship with her son is to a point that he is unaware of her whereabouts, daily needs, and current challenging circumstances.
She disclosed receiving care from her sister and niece, Sharifa Aheteku, who publicly shared the news of her health crisis.
“My name is Elsie Evelyn Avemegah, I am the biological mother of Shatta Wale. It’s been about 10 years and more since I spoken to him. He doesn’t know where I live, he doesn’t know what I eat. But I think I can go with it like that, Now it has gotten to a point that my health is failing me. I am seriously ill, I am not well at all. And Sharita, is the one that takes me here and there, now the thing has become severe for me. Please what she is saying she is not lying. Indeed I am not well,” she added.
Meanwhile, madam Sharifa Aheteku corroborated Madam Elsie’s statements, emphasizing the family’s struggles to afford necessary medical treatment, food, and shelter.
She clarified that reports circulating on social media about her aunt’s condition are truthful and not exaggerated.
In an emotional plea, Madam Elsie expressed her vulnerability and despair, citing ongoing financial difficulties and likening her situation to that of an elderly woman.
She appealed to compassionate individuals for support.
The family’s unexpected appeal has triggered mixed reactions from fans and followers of Shatta Wale, known for his portrayal of a successful and affluent lifestyle.
While some have shown concern and sympathy, others have criticized the artist for what they perceive as neglecting his family responsibilities.
Ghanaian music sensation, Kofi Kinaata shared a touching story about his musical beginnings.
The renowned musician revealed that his journey into music was sparked by his mother‘s encouragement when he was just three years old.
During the interview with Agyemang Prempeh on Power97.9 FM and TV XYZ, Kofi Kinaata expressed gratitude for his mother’s influence, describing her as a passionate music lover with a talent for singing and songwriting.
He explained that despite showing promise as a footballer, he always remembered his mother’s wish for him to pursue music.
Reflecting on his childhood, Kofi Kinaata said, “When I was three years old, my mom told me she wanted me to be a musician when I grew up. She said she really loves music, so I always had that in mind. Though I used to be a good footballer, I had it in mind that I would be an artiste.”
He further credited his musical talent to his mother, highlighting her remarkable voice and songwriting skills. “My mom has a good voice; she can really compose music. I got that trait from her,” he added, emphasizing the profound impact his mother’s passion for music had on shaping his career path.
Rashida Abubakar Tetteh, the mother who lost her baby at the Tema General Hospital due to a power outage, has raised serious concerns about her safety.
The 24-year-old grieving mother alleges that she is facing threats from certain nurses at the facility regarding the publicity surrounding the tragic incident.
She claims that there are efforts to undermine her credibility by labeling her as mentally unstable.
Although management of the hospital denies any loss of life during the outage, Rashida insists that her three-day-old baby passed away due to the power disruption.
She previously recounted how a doctor informed her that her newborn son couldn’t survive due to malfunctioning medical equipment during the blackout.
In an interview with Accra-based TV3, Rashida emphasized that the hospital should take responsibility, apologize, and provide closure for her loss.
“They should at least compensate me by saying they are sorry but instead they are threatening me not to say anything about the incident. They are circulated that I’m a mad person and don’t know what I’m saying I’m lying about the death of my child,” the troubled mother stated.
The 24-year-old mother who lost her baby at Tema General Hospital allegedly due to a power outage is demanding an apology from the facility. She also cites that she's being threatened.
Madam Juliet, mother of Vincent Bossu, the second accused acquitted in the murder case of Abuakwa North Member of Parliament, JB Danquah Adu, expressed her anguish, attributing the loss of her marriage to her accused son.
Tears streamed down her face as she shared her sentiments moments after her son was freed of conspiracy to rob charges by the High Court in Accra. She maintained her unwavering belief in her son’s innocence throughout the ordeal.
Speaking to EIB Network’s Legal Affairs Correspondent, Murtala Inusah, after the court session, Madam Juliet expressed gratitude to God for answered prayers.
On Tuesday, March 19, State Prosecutors, led by Mrs. Sefakor Batse, concluded their case after presenting eight witnesses, with ASP Augustus Nkrumah, the investigator, as the final witness.
Following the Prosecution’s closure, the High Court ruled in a submission of no case, asserting prima facie evidence against Daniel Asiedu, also known as Sexy Don Don, for the murder and robbery charges. Asiedu pleaded not guilty and remains in custody awaiting trial.
The trial judge, Justice Lydia Osei Marfo, also found no prima facie case against Bossu and subsequently acquitted and discharged him.
Both Bossu and Asiedu have been in remand for the past eight years.
Reportedly, moments after Bossu’s acquittal, he broke down in tears in the courtroom.
The late JB Danquah Adu, former New Patriotic Party Member of Parliament for Abuakwa North, was murdered on February 8, 2016.
Justice Marfo has instructed Sexy Don Don to submit a witness statement, along with any other persons he intends to call as witnesses, by April 15.
Earlier, ASP Augustus Nkrumah, the investigator, concluded his testimony as the 8th Prosecution Witness after cross-examination by defense lawyers led by Yaw Danquah.
British pop singer Lily Allen jokingly stated that while her children “complete” her, they also “totally ruined” her career during an interview on the Radio Times podcast released on Tuesday.
When asked if she had to reconsider her career strategy after becoming a mother, Allen replied, “I never really have a strategy when it comes to career, but yes, my children ruined my career.”
She humorously added, “I mean I love them and they complete me, but in terms of pop stardom, totally ruined it.”
The singer expressed annoyance at the notion that one can “have it all,” emphasizing that it’s not always possible to balance career and family.
She acknowledged that some people prioritize their careers over their children, but she made the decision to focus on her daughters, stemming from her own childhood experiences of having “quite absent” parents.
Allen’s parents, actor Keith Allen and film producer Alison Owen, were both in the entertainment industry. Reflecting on her upbringing, Allen chose to step back from her career to ensure her children didn’t experience the same absence she did.
She feels this decision has resulted in raising well-rounded individuals.
Currently residing in New York City with her daughters and husband, “Stranger Things” star David Harbour, whom she married in 2020, Allen has seen significant success in her music career, particularly in the UK, with multiple chart-topping hits and a Grammy Award nomination for her debut album “Alright Still.”
In this challenging time, the mother of the late Deputy Finance Minister, Dr. John Kumah, is experiencing profound sorrow as numerous mourners gather at their residence to offer condolences and support to the grieving family.
Overwhelmed by grief, the mourning mother found it difficult to contain her emotions as sympathizers, likely relatives, joined in lamentation, expressing their sorrow for the loss of her beloved son.
Tears streamed down her face as compassionate individuals held her, providing comfort during this heart-wrenching moment.
The late Dr. John Kumah, who served as a Member of Parliament for the Ejisu constituency and was affiliated with the New Patriotic Party (NPP), passed away on a Thursday afternoon after battling an undisclosed illness for some time.
The sudden demise of the Ejisu MP has sent shockwaves through the community, leaving constituents grappling with the unexpected loss of a respected figure. At the age of 45, Dr. John Kumah leaves behind his wife and six children.
The police were at the cemetery, but everything was peaceful, according to Russian TV channel Dozhd (Rain).
The police allowed people to say goodbye to the politician without hurrying them. This was reported on the Telegram messaging app by one of the outlet’s readers at the scene.
Dozhd said that people made memorials for Navalny and they were destroyed in many Russian cities. Flowers were taken out of cities, like St. Petersburg and Voronezh were mentioned.
Thousands of people said goodbye to Navalny on Friday. He died two weeks ago in a prison, but we still don’t know how. The police were watching closely. Many people gathered to support Navalny outside a church and cemetery in a snowy area near the capital. They cheered for Navalny and against President Putin and the war in Ukraine.
The police didn’t do anything to them, but at least 106 people were taken by the police at events in Russia to remember Navalny, according to OVD-Info, a group that follows political arrests. It said that many people were not allowed to put flowers at monuments for the people who were hurt by the Soviet government.
Navalny was laid to rest after a quick Russian Orthodox service, with lots of people waiting outside the church and then going to the new grave with flowers.
Navalny’s wife, Yulia, did not attend the funeral. She promised to keep doing his work and thanked him lovingly for “26 years of complete happiness. ”
The funeral happened after a fight with officials about letting his body go. His team said that many churches in Moscow didn’t want to have the funeral for the man who fought against corruption and arranged big protests. Many Western leaders said the Russian leader was responsible for the death, but the Kremlin said it wasn’t true and got mad.
Alexei Navalny’s friends and family, including his mother, are in a faraway Russian town called Salekhard today. They are not too far from the Arctic prison where he passed away.
They are trying to find his body, but his spokeswoman says they are having a hard time.
Kira Yarmysh posted on X.
His lawyer tried to go into the building where the dead bodies are kept, but the workers there made him leave. They wouldn’t tell him where the body was.
She says Russian officials have told lawyers that they are continuing to look into his death for a longer time.
Yarmysh says that they are dishonest and only care about themselves, and they don’t even try to hide it.
A 30-year-old man, Henry Hoyle, accused of embezzling GHC292,534 from his employer, has been remanded into police custody by an Accra Circuit Court. Hoyle admitted to the theft, citing the need to care for his ailing mother as his motive.
Although he pleaded guilty, Hoyle’s lawyer informed the court that he had already returned some of the stolen money.
The court, presided over by Isaac Oheneba Kuffour, convicted Hoyle based on his plea but deferred sentencing until the refunded amount is reconciled. The case has been adjourned to February 14, 2024.
According to Deputy Superintendent of Police (DSP) Evans Kesse, the complainant, head of the Human Resource Department of an undisclosed company involved in online sales, reported that Hoyle, a former finance associate, had stolen company funds.
The theft involved transferring money to Hoyle’s personal mobile money numbers, which he used for personal expenses. The company discovered the embezzlement during a random internal financial check in May 2021.
When confronted, Hoyle admitted to the theft and explained that he used the money to address his mother’s medical needs. In an attempt to conceal his actions, Hoyle disabled the MTN Mobile Money Number service from his contacts.
However, the court obtained the mobile money statement, revealing fraudulent activities where Hoyle used his personal mobile money numbers as fictitious customers to be reimbursed.
Investigations disclosed that from December 27, 2018, to May 12, 2021, Hoyle dishonestly appropriated a total of GHC292,534.00 by transferring GHC175,642 and GHC116,892.00 into his personal numbers for personal use.
The accused further dispersed the embezzled funds by transferring money to other accounts, leading to his arrest and subsequent prosecution.
A Nigerian mother has caused a stir on social media by taking extreme measures and cutting off her son’s dreadlocks while he was deeply asleep.
The video capturing this unusual act was filmed by the son’s brother, who attempted to plead with the mother to spare his sibling’s hair, but she remained resolute.
According to the mother, she had previously warned her son against having dreadlocks in her house, and she deemed her actions necessary to enforce her rules.
She admitted to putting sleeping pills in his food, explaining why she served him a separate meal.
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A Romanian court has turned down Andrew Tate and his brother Tristan’s request to see their mother in the UK following her heart attack.
Writing on X, Andrew said: “The Romanian state decided she must be alone at Christmas, if she is alive.”
The Tate brothers, facing charges of rape and human trafficking, both vehemently deny the accusations. Presently, they are restricted from leaving Romania.
The recent hearing was conducted in private, and the judge is expected to provide the rationale for the decision in the coming days.
Although the brothers were granted freedom to move within Romania after a period of house arrest, international travel remains prohibited.
Arrested in December 2022, they spent time in jail until March, after which house arrest was imposed.
The charges, filed in June against the Tate brothers and two co-defendant women, allege the exploitation of seven women through the “loverboy method,” a deceptive strategy promising relationships or marriages.
Andrew Tate maintains his innocence, contending that prosecutors lack evidence and dismissing the case as a political conspiracy aimed at silencing him.
He has recently sought legal efforts to reclaim confiscated assets, including luxury cars and watches valued at millions of euros.
The Executive Director of Africa Education Watch, Kofi Asare, has expressed concern over a promising student named Evans, who gained admission to PRESEC, Legon but is being denied education by his mother due to her newfound faith.
Asare revealed that despite efforts by JHS teachers to persuade Evans’ mother to enroll him, they have been unsuccessful. Social welfare in Tema is reportedly aware of and engaged in the situation, according to Asare.
In a Facebook post, Asare narrated, “A brilliant boy called Evans has been placed in Presec, Legon. He is apparently one of the best in his JHS at Tema.”
“The mother will not enrol the boy because her new faith does not approve of education. Immediately you call to convince her, you receive a block,” Asare shared, expressing frustration.
“I am in touch with her on my other lines and with my other voices and names,” he added.
Mr Asare disclosed his attempts to establish contact with the church leader of “God’s Kingdom at Last,” the religious group the mother is associated with, proved futile.
“I hear she attends a church called ;God’s Kingdom at Last’. I saw a handsome young man as the leader on facebook. I am struggling to establish contact with the church leader.
“While I respect their faith, I believe I can have a conversation with the church leader and intercede for the boy. Someone here can also talk directly with the church leader for us.
He added, “It’s been two weeks of persuasion. Let’s hope it works. Compulsion through the law courts should be the last option. It can take forever to litigate on matters like this, as we want the boy in school early January, yet have no idea where he is being kept.”
In a tragic turn of events in Nyamekrom, Eastern Region, a 60-year-old retiree named Mercy Oforiwaa has faced a horrifying fate in a dispute with her son, Gideon, over a GH¢ 500 debt.
The former Ghana Highway Authority employee has reportedly lost her life at the hands of her son, who allegedly resorted to violence after she refused to repay the owed amount, following the disbursement of her pension.
According to a news report by Angel TV, the confrontation between the mother and son escalated, resulting in Gideon assaulting Mercy Oforiwaa and causing fatal injuries.
Subsequently, Gideon found himself in police custody, as his mother was declared missing for several weeks in the aftermath of the incident.
In a court session held on December 14, 2023, Gideon made a chilling confession, admitting to the murder of his mother and revealing that he had clandestinely buried her.
Responding to this shocking revelation, the police requested the necessary documentation and instructed the accused to lead them to the burial site.
The ensuing investigation unfolded as Gideon guided law enforcement to a specific location in Nyamekrom, where he had secretly interred his mother.
As a result of these harrowing circumstances, the mortal remains of the victim were exhumed, shedding light on the tragic and distressing ordeal that unfolded within the family.
On Tuesday, July 11, American citizen Caleb Boateng, 24, made an appearance before a Central District Court in Worcester, Massachusetts.
It was his first court appearance since a 13-hour confrontation with police last Friday (July 7) that resulted in gunshot wounds for his mother and sibling.
Six accusations were read to Caleb for the first time after they noticed his black designer T-shirt and messy hair.
They involved, among others, two counts of assault to murder (armed), two counts of assault and battery with a firearm, illegal possession of a firearm, and discharging a firearm within 500 feet of a dwelling, among other charges.
The local news portal Telegram reported that on his first appearance, the following major incidents happened.
Title: Caleb Boateng held without bail in shooting of mother and brother on Colby Ave. in Worcester
In Central District Court on Tuesday, Caleb Boateng was charged with shooting his mother and brother at their Colby Avenue home on Friday.
Boateng, 24, fired at police officers who arrived on the scene after receiving a shooting report. Boateng then trapped himself inside the home at 51 Colby Avenue for a 13-hour confrontation.
Boateng made his first court appearance Tuesday around 3 p.m. after being hospitalized in the days following his arrest.
He faces accusations for illegally possessing a handgun, firing a gun within 500 feet of a home, two counts of armed assault with the intent to kill, two counts of armed assault and battery, and more.
He submitted not-guilty pleas, and Judge Janet J. McGuiggan ordered him to be imprisoned without bail.
Boateng is suspected of shooting both his brother, Obed O. Boateng, and his mother, Philomena Boateng, after an altercation on Friday at 8:30 a.m. According to court documents, the sibling was shot in the abdomen and left hand, while the mother was hit in the right arm and right thigh. Both were taken to a hospital.
Pilomena Boateng was still in the hospital Tuesday afternoon, Assistant District Attorney Karen Bell said. When asked by McGuiggan if Obed Boateng was still in the hospital, Bell said she did not know.
Meantime, Philomena and Obed have been granted restraining orders against Caleb, according to court records.
When asked by the judge if he wanted a court-appointed attorney, Caleb Boateng, who was wearing a black designer T-shirt and was sporting stitches and a bruise on his upper-right forehead, politely answered, “Yes, Ma’am,”
Caleb Boateng is not licensed to possess a firearm and/or ammunition, according to court records.
Sean M. McGinty is the defendant’s court-appointed lawyer.
Caleb Boateng is being held without the right to bail pending a dangerousness hearing on Monday in Courtroom 23.
In her newly published memoir titled ‘I am not Yvonne Nelson,’ actress Yvonne Nelson bravely exposes her innermost thoughts and shares a heart-wrenching confession about her mother considering her a mistake and contemplating terminating the pregnancy.
Looking back on her childhood, Yvonne shares that music and the arts became her refuge, shielding her from the potential loneliness and depression that accompanied her feeling of not fully belonging in her own family.
Recalling the hurtful words her mother would use to inflict pain, Yvonne candidly expresses, “When my mother was angry with me and really wanted to hurt me, she would tell me she had given birth to me by mistake. Whenever she said it, she knew how I felt. She knew she was driving a sharp nail into my heart. I could feel she really wanted to hurt me. Maybe, she was just being truthful.”
She mentioned that the impact of her mother’s words left an indelible mark on her spirit, reminding her constantly that she was not wanted or appreciated while she reflected on the profound emotional toll.
“She made me feel terrible about my existence. I cannot imagine ever getting angry with my daughter and telling her that. And I do not think any child, for whatever reason, deserves such psychological torture,” he disclosed.
In a brave revelation, Yvonne unveils the shocking revelation her mother shared about the attempted termination of her pregnancy.
Yvonne discloses, “My mother told me that when she got pregnant, she did not want to have me, so she went to see a medical doctor to terminate the pregnancy. (My mother has told me that the doctor who saved my life is still alive, but she has not told me who he is or which hospital he worked in.) She took that decision in her sixth month.
“The doctor agreed, and on the said day, she paid the fees, and all was set for the abortion. She lay on the surgical bed and raised her legs, but just when the doctor was about to begin the procedure, he shook his head. ‘I can’t do this,’ the doctor told her. ‘If you really want to do it, go somewhere else. I’m sorry I can’t do it.’”
Yvonne Nelson’s memoir delves deep into the profound struggles she faced and the emotional wounds she carried throughout her life.
In her memoir titled ‘I Am Not Yvonne Nelson,’actress and producer Yvonne Nelson candidly delves into the complexities of her personal life, shedding light on her strained relationship with her mother and the lingering uncertainties surrounding her father’s identity.
With raw honesty and vulnerability, Yvonne Nelson takes readers on an emotional journey, driven by her deep longing to uncover the truth about her father and the profound impact it has had on her perception of her mother.
In chapter twenty-two of her thought-provoking book available to GhanaWeb, Yvonne Nelson shares a poignant account of her last communication with her mother, which took place on her birthday in 2022.
When Yvonne questioned her mother about her father, she allegedly accused her of trying to find a way to bring shame to her, as she had witnessed in her dream.
“She burst into a tirade of accusation and abuse. She told me she knew I was up to something. She said she had dreamt that I would disgrace her, and what was unfolding that morning was not new to her. I was not going to fall for any form of emotional blackmail and I made her know it. I told her she probably knew I would search and find answers beyond her words.
“To dream about it meant her God was talking to her, I told her. It was the reason she should tell me the truth so that we both bring closure to the subject. She was not ready to listen to me. The tirade continued, even after I reminded her that I had not come there to fight, the reason I came with Bible verses.
“I wanted us to talk like a mother and daughter, like two mature human beings who respected each other and saw the need to find a solution that was available. The solution was in her bosom,” she revealed.
The actress-turned-film producer and director candidly expressed her feelings of injustice and heaviness caused by her mother’s refusal to disclose the truth about her father.
Yvonne Nelson admits that her mother’s actions have tarnished nearly all the positive emotions she once held for her, as the deep-seated desire to know her father’s identity has created an emotional barrier, hindering a deeper connection with her mother.
“My mother’s behaviour has erased almost every positive feeling I had for her from my mind. Whenever I try to attach emotions to her, I am blocked by her refusal to tell me who my father is.
“When I had my daughter and experienced sleepless nights and postpartum depression, I developed great respect and appreciation for my mother. I still do. I used to call and ask her how she managed to handle this on three different occasions,” she writes.
She continues by saying that it had been more than a year since her last encounter with her mother and that their only communication had been a fleeting WhatsApp message, such as when she wished her a happy birthday.
“It has been more than a year since I saw my mother. Our last communication was on my birthday in 2022. She sent me a WhatsApp message wishing me a happy birthday: ‘Happy birthday my love. May the God of heaven continue to bless you in all your endeavours in Jesus’ name. Enjoy your day to the fullest,’” she discloses.
The memoir also includes a heartfelt apology from Yvonne Nelson to the man who was revealed to not be her biological father, Mr Okoe Nelson, who has since passed away.
She acknowledges that her words may hold little significance and the timing of her gesture may be imperfect, but she feels compelled to extend her apology nonetheless.
Yvonne Nelson recognizes the importance of acknowledging her actions and their potential impact on others, even if it may not fully rectify the situation.
“I do not know where to begin or what this apology will achieve, but I feel strongly about it. I know I have to do it. I feel I owe you an apology, even if the timing is wrong and my apology may mean nothing to you,” she writes in her memoir.
Yvonne Nelson’s memoir, “I Am Not Yvonne Nelson,” offers a deeply personal glimpse into her life, unveiling the complex emotions, challenges, and relationships that have shaped her identity. It is a courageous exploration of self-discovery, forgiveness, and the relentless pursuit of truth.
An 80-year-old mother has been killed while attempting to separate her son and daughter-in-law who were engaged in a quarrel.
She was reportedly shot to death by her son, who went inside the room in the heat of the altercation, returned with a gun and shot her.
Named as Wuni Tuunaaba, the incident happened last Thursday at Guabulga in the West Mamprusi Municipality in the North East Region.
She has since been laid to rest in line with Islamic religion.
The suspect, Wuni Haruna is in police custody.
What happened?
Confirming the incident, the Assembly member of the Guabulga Electoral Area, Bugri Gabriel told Graphic Online’s Mohammed Fugu that there was a misunderstanding between Haruna and his wife at about 7pm last Thursday [June 15, 2023].
Haruna’s mother reportedly intervened in a quest to restore peace.
Haruna reportedly rushed to the room for a single-barrel gun and shot the mother dead.
“I got a distress call from a family member that someone had shot the mother dead. The suspect said he intended to give a warning shot but unfortunately, the bullet hit the mother,” the assembly member said.
He indicated the suspect has since been picked up by the police to assist with investigation while the deceased has been buried.
The lifeless bodies of a 35-year-old mother and her 13-year-old son were discovered in a locked room atBuduburam, a Liberian refugee camp situated along the Accra-Cape Coast Highway.
The deceased mother, identified by her neighbours as Momi, had been residing in a single room with her son until their untimely demise.
Momi, reportedly a hairstylist and of Liberian origin, leaves behind a shocked community mourning her tragic loss.
According to a neighbour who spoke to the media, thevictims were last seen on the evening of Sunday, June 11, 2023, as they prepared to attend a birthday party they had been invited to.
It was reported that the following morning, onlookers witnessed the pair standing in front of their home, brushing their teeth together – an ordinary moment before an unthinkable tragedy unfolded.
— The Independent Ghana (@independent_gh) June 14, 2023
Shockingly, this would be the last sighting of Momi and her son. Concern began to mount when a strong, unpleasant odour permeated the neighbourhood, accompanied by a congregation of large flies near the window of their dwelling.
Driven by curiosity, several neighbours decided to investigate the source of the pungent smell. Following the trail of flies, they were compelled to forcibly open Momi’s window, revealing a heart-wrenching scene.
The lifeless bodies of Momi and her son lay motionless, while flies ominously circled their remains.
As of this report, the police are yet to transport the bodies to the mortuary. Meanwhile, law enforcement authorities have initiated an investigation to uncover the circumstances surrounding this tragic incident that has shocked the Buduburam community.
The entire neighbourhood is gripped by sadness and awaits answers as the police work diligently to shed light on this devastating event.
It was an intriguing sight to see as people lined up outside the King Mohammed V Theatre in Rabat, Morocco to taste Ghana’s regional foods and beverages that were being served as part of the celebration of “Africa Day“.
Ghana’s ‘Waakye’ and ‘Jollo’, served with indigenous pepper sauce and spicy beverages known as ‘Sobolo’ attracted many participants at the exhibition coordinated by Ghana’s Embassy in Morocco.
The swift manner in, which some patrons completed their first course and opted for another turn was indicative that their tongues had had a memorable encounter with a good meal.
“This is very good. I’ll taste it again. We also prepare jollof in our country but this is more spicy,” Philip, a participant from Cameroon, said.
Fasouma, a Nigerien student in Morocco, told the Ghana News Agency that: “I have heard about Ghana’s Jollof so I wanted to have a taste of it. This is really good and I wish your people can teach me how to prepare it.”
Nasiru, a Nigerian journalist, revived the Ghana-Nigeria jollof debate, but admitted in the end that “Ghana’s jollof is almost as good as that of Nigeria”.
Earlier, some Ghanaian students in Morocco performed Ghanaian cultural dances at a ceremony that preceded the food exhibition.
The Kingdom of Morocco on Thursday held a series of events to mark the establishment of the Organisation of African Unity (OAU), now African Union (AU) in 1963.
In an interview with the GNA, Mr Samuel Jojo Effah-Broni, Ghana’s Ambassador to Morocco, said the country’s rich local meals demonstrated its unique culture and identity.
He said many Moroccans and other foreign nationals were in love with Ghana’s local dishes and beverages.
“Everybody enjoys the taste of Ghanaian food. Ours is unique. Other countries prepare waakye and jollof, but they are not smooth like ours,” Mr Effah-Broni said.
He said the country must package and market its local dishes well to drive cultural export and to reap benefits for the country in the area of tourism.
Note: This essay includes discussions of self-harm and suicidal ideation.
My daughter, who is now a 28-year-old therapist leading a happy and productive life, almost didn’t make it to adulthood due to mental illness.
Faith was 9 years old the first time she threatened to hurt herself with a knife. It was the spring of 2004 and my husband and I were watching “The Sopranos” when Faith came downstairs after bedtime, grabbed a paring knife from the kitchen counter and stood between the paused TV and us. Tony Soprano was frozen on the screen behind her, a forkful of pasta halfway to his mouth. He looked as dumbfounded as I felt.
“I’m a terrible person,” Faith said as she squeezed the handle of the knife.
My whole body tensed.
Her teacher had called that afternoon to tell me that Faith and her friends played a mean trick on the new girl in their third grade class.
“You’re not a terrible person,” I said. “You did something that wasn’t kind or respectful, and it’s normal to feel bad about that. But you’re not a terrible person.”
She scratched the point of the blade across her palm ― not hard enough to do anything, but still.
“Faithy, why don’t you put down that knife,” my husband said.
“I like it,” she said.
“Give me the knife.” I held out my hand but did not get off the sofa. Faith was small, but strong and unpredictable.
She looked at me with eyes that were both fierce and desperate. She didn’t move. She was just a little girl. She wore tie-dyed pajamas with chicks on them. Her long brown hair was damp from the shower. Her chest rose up and down as she breathed, and I found myself matching her, breath for breath.’
Faith, age 14 in 2009, at a program in Hawaii called Pacific Quest. “Though located in paradise, it was anything but,” the author writes. “Here she is washing her clothes on a washboard.”
Courtesy of Brenda Ferber
“Faithy,” I said, softening my tone. “Do you want to maybe see a therapist?”
Her shoulders relaxed and she nodded. She took three steps toward us, handed me the knife, and fell into our arms.
Over the next eight years ― hampered by questions like “Is this just a phase?” “Are we helicoptering?” and “Can we afford this?” ― we took Faith to social workers, psychologists and psychiatrists. She tried medications that didn’t help. She spent five days in an adolescent behavior wing of our local hospital, where she became aware of the problems caused by her aggressive communication. She attended a wilderness therapy program in Hawaii for two months and learned to nurture herself like her seedlings in the nursery there. She went to a therapeutic boarding school in Montana for three weeks. That place was such a disaster, the only thing Faith learned was that if she shouted loudly and clearly enough, we would always come to her rescue.
All along, even while Faith was sending out nude photos of her teenage body, harming herself to dull her emotional pain and fighting the urge to die, she excelled at school, sports and friendships. Her smile lit the room. Her enthusiasm and energy were contagious. She charmed every kid, adult and animal she met.
My husband and I were confused, stressed, often overwhelmed. We knew that the very traits that were making childhood and adolescence so difficult for our daughter — her intensity, sensitivity and passion — would someday make her an extraordinary adult. There’d be no stopping Faith… if we could get her to adulthood alive.
“Use your powers for good,” we told Faith again and again. Faith, age 17 in 2011. “Depression doesn’t always look sad,” the author writes. “Only a few months after this photo was taken, Faith was telling the author she wanted to end her life.”
Faith, age 17 in 2011. “Depression doesn’t always look sad,” the author writes. “Only a few months after this photo was taken, Faith was telling the author she wanted to end her life.”
Courtesy of Brenda Ferber
One day in 2012, when Faith was 17, she squeezed in next to me on the sofa in our living room. I was reading a book, our dog nestled at my feet. My daughter looked more depleted than ever. She’d recently been kicked out of her elite boarding school, considered too promiscuous and emotionally fragile to be part of their community. She was back at our local public school with kids who didn’t understand her and a softball team that didn’t want her. She’d blown the last semester, getting all D’s and a sympathy A from her math teacher.
The reality of her situation had set in, and she was depressed in a way I hadn’t seen before. There was no mania or anger fueling her depression, just a weary hopelessness, a soul-sucking resignation.
“Things will get better,” I said.
“No. Don’t say that. They won’t.”
For years, I’d been telling Faith this, reminding her she was strong and resilient. For years, I’d listened and comforted and sometimes yelled and screamed. All along, I had tried to shape my daughter into the person I thought she could be. The person I wanted her to be. The person I wished she could be. That person was not “mentally ill,” but rather a tough teen who would grow out of her issues with the right help. And yet, here we were. Clearly, my optimism and hope for my child, combined with the stigma and fear of mental illness, had kept me from accepting the truth for far too long.
Faith stroked our pup’s silky fur. She kept her head down and said, “You’re going to be OK, though. When I die. You’ll get over it.”
I took a breath. “Faith. I won’t.”
“Mom. Kids die all the time. If I had cancer and died, you’d get over it. You’d move on.”
“No. You don’t understand. I’d never get over it. And besides, you don’t have cancer. If you had cancer, I’d try every single thing to cure you. Western medicine. Eastern medicine. Everything in between.”
She met my eyes. “But then, if you tried it all and I was still sick, you’d let me die, right?” The author enjoying a snuggle on the sofa with Faith and their pup at home in Deerfield, Illinois. “This photo is from 2012, a few months after Faith’s energy healing,” the author writes.
The author enjoying a snuggle on the sofa with Faith and their pup at home in Deerfield, Illinois. “This photo is from 2012, a few months after Faith’s energy healing,” the author writes.
Courtesy of Brenda Ferber
She was right, I would. But this wasn’t cancer. Or was it? What was the difference, really? This depression was killing her, surely as a malignant tumor.
I thought back to one afternoon when Faith was six weeks old, and I was putting her down for a nap. She was crying uncontrollably, and I was a sleep-deprived new mom. Faith wasn’t wet or hungry, hot or cold. She was simply inconsolable. I stood there, rocking her in my arms, back and forth, back and forth, willing her to stop crying and go to sleep. Please, I prayed, I needed this nap.
She didn’t let up. My movements became bigger and stronger, swinging her really. And then, all of a sudden, I thought about whipping her to the floor. If I threw Faith to the ground, the crying would stop, right?
Right.
I didn’t throw her to the ground. Instead, I held her tighter as I fell into the rocking chair and sobbed. She snuggled into me, and the two of us cried together, connected in our misery.
That traumatic moment still haunted me. I was terrified by the power I had to hurt my child, frightened by how her strong emotions could provoke such desperation in me. But perhaps I was missing the point. I hadn’t hurt Faith when she was an infant. In fact, I’d done exactly what she needed: I cried with her. She had these big emotions that might not have made sense, but I was there with her. I held her until they passed. And I kept holding her.
I looked at my daughter snuggled next to me on the sofa, devoid of expression, beaten down to a shadow of herself. Maybe, all the years of trying to shape Faith into a person who didn’t struggle under the grip of mental illness had been a mistake. Maybe, telling a person that things will get better is not always what they need to hear. Maybe, what I should have been doing was what I’d done when Faith was six weeks old: be there with her in her pain.
Fear had prevented me from doing that ― fear of losing Faith to madness, to suicide. But I finally understood my fear was not stopping that from happening. All it did was keep me from empathizing when my daughter desperately needed it. I had to find courage. I had to validate what Faith was experiencing, even if that meant embracing the possibility of losing her.
So I did.
The author and Faith at a family wedding in 2021.
Courtesy of Brenda Ferber
I said, “OK, I hear you. If we try everything else, and you still feel this bad, you can end your life.”
Faith took a deep breath. With those words, she was no longer alone. I had metaphorically fallen into the rocking chair and cried with her. She knew I would hold her for as long as it took.
I don’t normally tell people about that conversation, because it’s so easily misunderstood. It sounds horrific ― something a mother should never and would never say. I would have done anything to save Faith’s life. I didn’t want her to die by suicide. And yet, those are the words that tumbled out of my mouth.
One of my close friends told me it wasn’t horrific at all ― it was a radical act of love. That’s how I like to think about it. Because what those words conveyed to Faith was that I understood the depth of her pain. That what she was feeling was real. That I was right there, by her side. That we would try everything under the sun to help her.
Suicide is horrifying. We don’t know how to talk about it, so we often shy away from the topic altogether. Or we tell our loved one not to think that way. What does that do, other than invalidate them in their loneliest, most hopeless moment? The truth is, withholding my permission would not have stopped Faith from dying by suicide if that’s what she were determined to do. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, someone dies by suicide every 11 minutes. I have to believe most of those people had loved ones who were urging them to hold on a bit longer, telling them things would get better.
If I could redo that conversation with Faith when she was 17, I’d say: I hear you. You’ve been in pain for years, and you deserve relief. I’m grateful for your courage to let me know what you’re feeling. I’m in awe of your resilience, and I see how exhausted you are, even though you’re so strong. I’d ask her if she had a plan. I’d ask her if she had what she needed to carry out the plan. I’d ask her if she had a time frame for when it would happen. I’d ask every scary question in a calm, nonjudgmental way, and I’d keep on listening and validating and loving.
Courtesy of Brenda Ferber
We like to think we have control over how our kids turn out. But our kids are who they are. We can model our values for them. But the job of parenting isn’t to shape our kids into the happy and competent adults we want them to be. It’s to discover who they are. To love and accept them fully, even if that means accepting their mental illness ― not as a phase, but as another aspect of their life. By discovering, accepting and loving, we give our kids the ability to shape themselves into happy and competent adults.
What happened after this conversation in 2012? My daughter felt heard and understood. She tried Western medicine. Eastern medicine. Everything in between. Energy healing and a new medication did the trick. Something shifted. Faith found a way to go on. She’s 28 now and she manages her mental health every day. She has her master’s degree in social work, and she works as a therapist. Things did get better for Faith ― not because I said they would, but because Faith made it so. And let me be clear, she still has a mental illness. But for now, it’s under control.
As for me, I became a crisis counselor for Crisis Text Line. I give strangers all over the world the empathy and validation they need to get through their darkest moments. My daughter taught me how.
There is no mother more deserving of praise on Mother’s Day than a mother who had to give one back.
Erma Bombeck said that. I like Erma ― I like that there is a writing retreat in her honor where a writer gets a free two weeks at a Marriott in Dayton, Ohio. I like that she didn’t give an inch when it came to writing, or motherhood. I also like that she paid attention to us bereaved moms, and wasn’t sappy about it.
Six years ago, my second son was stillborn. There is no sentence that can sum up such a thing, so just trust me, it was unimaginable. His death rearranged most things in my life, and I say with more than a little pride that it is truly something to be a functioning person again, to be a parent to my living children, to have survived the great lightning crack of grief that came for us and that still zips through me at a low current. But every year, Mother’s Day shows up, ready to wrestle with me.
My first few Mother’s Days as a new mom were bright and giddy ― pancakes and flowers and finger-painted cards. It felt like a lovely (though very short) day of honor for the insane effort that parenting demanded. I slept late, I got a necklace with my kid’s name on it, I was a mom doing mom things.
And then, our second son died, and Mother’s Day became this great huge bruise. The first year of grief, I was afraid of the day. I wanted to hide, to avoid the sight of smiling women fêted with flowers or running away to a hotel room for the night to escape their kids. I was bitter, angry, offended by a world that was so joyfully uninterested in my loss. And I desperately wanted to be known not just as a mother, but as his mother. I wanted to hear his name. I wanted people to reach out and recognize that this day, of the many hard days in the year, might be a doozy, too. Nobody did.
In my half-decade of doing this holiday with the hard and unwanted title of “bereaved parent,” I’ve grown less bitter. I know people don’t keep catalogs of all of our personal tragedies, and I know that others do remember but choose not to say anything, in case it would make us sadder. Here’s the thing, though: Most of us bereaved parents don’t want that kind of protection. We think about our children all the time. We like to know that you think of them, too.
Not hearing all your children’s names on Mother’s Day can feel like a great erasure. I have living children, and when folks don’t mention my child who died, I assume they don’t see him as part of my mothering experience. If I’m feeling really low, I can quickly jump to the conclusion that nobody remembers him except me, or even that my community doesn’t care about one of the most defining experiences of my life.
What I wish for every year are small nods. A text that says, “Hey, I know this day may be hard for you.” A note that wishes me a gentle day and includes my son’s name. Any acknowledgment that I am a mother who mothered in the hardest of ways, that I am and was a good mom to all my kids. It would be a wonder to know my friends still see the love I carry for my son, and love me for it. I don’t need accolades. What I really want is to know that my community sees me and the full package of what mothering has been in my life.
I’ll double down on this request for the bereaved parents who don’t have living children. For a mom like that, Mother’s Day might become a giant question she can’t ask out loud ― wanting to know if the world can reflect her own identity back to her as a mother. The worst thing to do for a person like that, unless she has specifically requested it, is to say and do nothing.
So here’s my Erma Bombeck-inspired plea, in the name of anybody you know who might be grieving their child this Mother’s Day, even if that child died decades ago. Be nice to us. Acknowledge us. Say something. Whether it’s your sister, friend, cousin: Reach out. Send that text and say her child’s name when you talk about her family. Be brave! I volunteer at a support group for bereaved parents, and I’ve never met a parent who didn’t want to hear their child’s name, or have somebody join them in appreciation for the love they hold for their child.
The best Mother’s Day gift you can give is the nod that you see us as moms, and not just a version of a mom that makes you feel comfortable. The slightest gestures can be profound and joyful, an act of true connection.
Years ago, a woman I’d met once and friended on Facebook was enjoying her first Mother’s Day as a mother. She was a poet, and throughout the day, she posted 300 times, exuberantly shouting out all the variations of mothers in our culture. To single mothers! To those without mothers! To her mother! To those who mother the neighbor’s kids! It was an endless, glowing list of respect for the many versions of mothers there are. The recognition was breathtaking, life-giving.
I think of her joy now, as I head into this next Mother’s Day. I want to coast off of her insistent exuberance. This year, I will send out my wish for other bereaved moms, a really simple one: May you hear your child’s name today.
The nonuplets Fatouma, Kadidia, Hawa, Adama, Oumou, Bah, Mohammed, Oumar, and Elhadji, who two years ago broke the Guinness World Record for the most live births at once, celebrated their birthdays at home in Mali on Saturday as they clock 2.
Relatives, friends and even the paediatrician of the nonuplets attended the celebration.
The children chose “Miraculous” as the theme of their second birthday, “it’s their favourite” said their mother, Hailma Cisse.
A poster featuring a picture from the cartoon “Miraculous” and the name of the children welcomed guests to the party inside the family’s house, as well as decorative little boxes with pictures of the different characters.
“I thank God for allowing me to celebrate my children’s two-year birthdays at home, in Mali,” said 27-year-old Cisse.
Cisse was expecting seven babies, and due to the complexity and special care needed for that exceptional multiple pregnancy, the doctors in Mali – under government orders – decided to transfer her to a clinic in Casablanca, Morocco, where on May 5th 2021 the young mother gave birth to nine instead of seven kids: five girls and four boys.
On Saturday, it seemed impossible to keep the nine sisters and brothers together for a family picture, someone was always missing, even during the cutting of the cake.
Cisse and her husband Abdel Kader Arby, already had a 4-year-old daughter, and never thought the family was going to change so much and so quickly.
“Usually, the organisation of the birthday is for only one child, but in this case, we end up with nine children,” said Arby with a smile.
The parents of the nonuplets receive aid from their families, from the Malian government and from an NGO to provide food, education and general care of the kids.
A mother and her 9-year-old daughter have been discovered dead with axe wounds in their Roselle home on Wednesday, and police in New Jersey have opened an investigation.
According to NBC New York, the bodies of 9-year-old Kelsey Morrison and Keisha Morrison, 45, were found in their home after the minor failed to show up for school and efforts to get in touch with her mother had proven futile.
The deceased woman’s husband, Gary Morrison, is said to have come across bloody sheets in their bedroom after he rushed home to check on the victims. Officers who later responded to the scene found the bodies of the two victims under a bed. Atasha Scott, who is Gary’s sister, told the news outlet that the attacker “wrapped them up in bed sheets, and stuffed them under my niece’s bed.”
Gary also found a bloody axe – which was purported to be the murder weapon – in their residence. “On the floor, it seemed like somebody was trying to clean up blood, like it was swirled around,” Scott said.
Gary’s brother, Evory Morrison, was at the home when police arrived. Though he drove away in Keisha’s car, police managed to locate and arrest him – he is currently accused of car theft.
Evory had been staying in the house for more than two years, but he was told to move out not too long ago, per NBC New York. He had, however, not moved out at the time of the killings, and was at home when his brother returned to check on the victims.
“I can’t go into details exactly what occurred, but I can tell you she was uncomfortable and neither were his nieces with him being in the home, in the basement,” Scott said. She also alleged Evory was jealous of Gary and the things he had.
“[Keisha’s] birthday just passed on the 6th. We went partying — she, my brother, and I — for her birthday, her birthday month. This guy was jealous of my brother and what he had. He wanted what he had,” Scott added. “My daughter and her are best friends, I don’t know what I’m going to tell her.”
Prosecutors are yet to provide further information on the case.
As the exhumation of bodies began its sixth day today, the local media reports that the General Service Unit (GSU) officer who served in Nairobi and his family are among those still missing.
A multi-agency rescue squad is currently camped on preacher Paul Mackenzie’s property in Kilifi looking for his followers who have been starving to death.
Isaac Ngala, 36 reportedly quit his military job to join Mackenzie’s church between 2019 and 2020 together with his wife, Emily Wanja, 25.
Emily’s sister, Winnie Wanje recounted how the soldier decided to stop working and convinced his wife that God hates working.
“He served as a GSU police officer in Nairobi and then suddenly left his employment without resigning and joined the church. He then convinced his wife to join the church by telling her that working was ungodly,” she is quoted to have said.
“The two are among many people who are missing. We were shocked when we established that the bodies of my sister’s two children had been exhumed.”
Ngala, after quitting the military job, relocated with his family to live on a piece of land that pastor Mackenzie donated to them.
During the fasting, as people were dying out of hunger, Emily’s father-in-law reportedly managed to escape from the forest on March 15 to disclose the happenings, compelling their family members to storm the forest to rescue them.
However, they only managed to rescue the couple’s eight-year-old son, who was on the brink of death after going for days without food, tuko.co.ke reports.
The unhappy family members returned home and reported the matter to the police, which triggered the ongoing intervention by the authorities and the exhumation of over 90 bodies from mass and single graves scattered across a large land belonging to the pastor.
In a harrowing account that has gone viral on social media, a young woman identified as Glory has recounted the horrific incident that left her without both hands.
According to her account, Glory’s mother allegedly attacked her with a machete while she was attempting to relieve herself at the back of their house. Despite her attempts to defend herself, Glory’s mother succeeded in cutting off both of her hands.
Glory’s father, who was present during the attack, reportedly rushed to her aid after hearing the commotion.
However, by the time he arrived on the scene, it was too late to save his daughter’s hands.
In the aftermath of the incident, Glory’s mother reportedly confessed to being a witch before taking her own life.
Despite the unimaginable trauma she has endured, Glory has refused to let her disability define her.
In the video, she can be seen carrying out daily tasks such as cooking, cleaning, and washing, using her feet and arms to compensate for her lost limbs.
Glory’s story is a testament to the strength of the human spirit, and her resilience and determination are truly inspiring.
Her experience serves as a reminder of the dangers of superstition and the devastating consequences it can have on innocent lives.
We can only hope that her story will inspire others to persevere in the face of adversity and to never give up on themselves.
Authorities must also take swift action to prevent similar incidents from occurring in the future.
In the Eastern Region’s Akwamu-Senchi Apaaso neighborhood in the Asuogyaman district, a mother who allegedly threw her infant in a toilet has been recognized.
The infant was plunged into a pit of tissues, pads, and other stuff via the broken base of a toilet pot.
When neighbors overheard a baby wailing for assistance, they forced open a portion of the bathroom structure to save the child.
According to the most recent update received by Nyankonton Mu Nsem on Rainbow Radio 87.5Fm, the mother [name withheld] has been identified.
She was questioned by the police and has since been released on bail.
Rainbowradioonlime.com learned that she was released on bail so she could breastfeed the baby.
It was also revealed that the woman, married to a commercial driver and with three other children, kept the pregnancy a secret from her husband.
It is also said that she never went to an anti-natal clinic.
Reporting from the area, Daakyehene stated that per the information they received, the woman had what was known as a “cryptic pregnancy, so the husband was not aware.
It is also reported that the woman continued sexual relations with her husband while pregnant.
When questioned, she confessed to dumping the baby in the toilet because she did not want her husband to know about it.
She is said to have delivered the baby independently and dumped it in the toilet at dawn.
Meanwhile, the NP for the area, Hon. Thomas Apem Darko, has donated an amount of GHC 1,000 and other baby items to help the mother care for the baby.
According to a significant new study, women who are young mothers, have many children, and start their periods early all have a higher chance of acquiring cardiovascular disease.
A team from Imperial College London conducted the study, which was then published in the Journal of the American Heart Association. They examined data from more than 100,000 women worldwide.
“This study shows a clear link between reproductive factors and cardiovascular disease,” explained lead author Dr Maddalena Ardissino.
“These findings highlight the need for doctors to monitor these risk factors closely in women and intervene where needed.”
According to the British Heart Foundation, women in the UK are twice as likely to die from coronary disease – the leading cause of heart attacks – than breast cancer. Yet, the foundation adds that coronary disease is often seen as a “man’s problem”.
“Many of the previous studies on cardiovascular disease have focused on men,” said senior author of the new study, Dr Fu Siong Ng.
“But our research shows there are sex-specific factors that influence the risk for women. We cannot say exactly how much these factors increase the risk of cardiovascular disease.
“Our study shows reproductive history is important. It points towards a causal impact. We need to understand more about these factors to make sure women get the best possible care.”
Girls who get their periods earlier are also more at risk of developing heart disease. (Getty Images)
To collate their findings, the researchers used a statistical technique called Mendelian Randomisation that identifies genetic variants linked to potential risk factors.
The researchers found that much of the increased risk from early first periods resulted from being overweight. They said that lowering a girl’s BMI (body mass index) could be a protective measure.
They added that the increased risk for young mothers came from traditional cardiometabolic risk factors such as BMI, high cholesterol and high blood pressure.
“Women are often mischaracterised as being at low risk for cardiovascular disease, leading to delays in diagnosis,” Dr Ardissino adds. “Even when they are diagnosed, they tend to receive less targeted treatment than men.
“This doesn’t mean women should worry if they’ve had their period at a young age – or if they had an early first birth. Our research shows the additional risk of cardiovascular disease can be minimised if traditional risk factors like BMI and blood pressure are well-controlled.”
According to the NHS, the main causes of coronary heart disease include smoking, having high blood pressure (hypertension), high cholesterol, high levels of lipoprotein, not exercising regularly, and having diabetes.
An elderly Ghanaian woman living abroad is trending on TikTok after a video of her lamenting about money owed by a deceased person surfaced online.
In the footage sighted by YEN.com.gh on the TikTok handle of @madleyappiah, the woman looks angry and asks her kids not to film her because she is not in the mood.
Asked why she looked so sad, the elderly woman said she had just learnt that a man who owed her money had just died.
The woman said her debtor owed her €3,000, equivalent to GH¢39,000 cedis. She wondered how she would get the money now that the man had died.
She added that the man’s death doesn’t bother her as much as losing her money under the guise of bad debt.
“I am crying because of my money, as for death, everyone will die, it we those alive now that matter” she said with a straight face.”
Netizens who saw the video laughed off the woman’s gesture with some saying she was right because losing such a massive amount under such circumstances must be painful.
Netizens share their thoughts
At the time of writing the report, the video had raked in over 9000 likes and 400 comments.
Shaweddy commented:
I love Ghanaian parents
Kwasi said:
She’s thinking about her money and not the dead man gangsta mama right there lol.
A Ghanaian single mother, Cynthia Kudji, and her daughter have graduated from the same medical school at the same time.
According to a post by the Ghana Physicians and Surgeons Foundation on Facebook, the feat by the two women is the first time to have a mother and daughter “attend medical school at the same time and match at the same institutionâ€.
Dr. Cynthia Kudji began her healthcare career as a nursing assistant in a nursing home and was soon on an upward trajectory that took her through nursing school to become a hospital RN, and eventually, a nurse practitioner serving rural communities throughout Louisiana and Alabama.
But a trip back home to Ghana confirmed her desire to become a physician.
And now, these groundbreaking women have made it by becoming medical doctors.
They will be starting their residency at LSU Health New Orleans
A mother’s genetics determines how clever her children are, according to researchers, and the father makes no difference.
Women are more likely to transmit intelligence genes to their children because they are carried on the X chromosome and women have two of these, while men only have one.
But in addition to this, scientists now believe genes for advanced cognitive functions which are inherited from the father may be automatically deactivated.
A category of genes known as “conditioned genes†are thought to work only if they come from the mother in some cases and the father in other cases. Intelligence is believed to be among the conditioned genes that have to come from the mother.
Laboratory studies using genetically modified mice found that those with an extra dose of maternal genes developed bigger heads and brains, but had little bodies. Those with an extra dose of paternal genes had small brains and larger bodies.
Mothers meeting their newborn babies
Researchers identified cells that contained only maternal or paternal genes in six different parts of the mouse brains which controlled different cognitive functions, from eating habits to memory.
Cells with paternal genes accumulated in parts of the limbic system, which is involved in functions such as sex, food and aggression. But researchers did not find any paternal cells in the cerebral cortex, which is where the most advanced cognitive functions take place, such as reasoning, thought, language and planning.
Concerned that people might not be like mice, researchers in Glasgow took a more human approach to exploring intelligence. They found the theories extrapolated from mice studies bear out in reality when they interviewed 12,686 young people between the ages of 14 and 22 every year from 1994. Despite taking into account several factors, from the participants education to their race and socio-economic status, the team still found the best predictor of intelligence was the IQ of the mother.
However, research also makes it clear that genetics are not the only determinant of intelligence – only 40 to 60 per cent of intelligence is estimated to be hereditary, leaving a similar chunk dependent on the environment.
But mothers have also been found to play an extremely significant role in this non-genetic part of intelligence, with some studies suggesting a secure bond between mother and child is intimately tied to intelligence.
Researchers at the University of Washington found that a secure emotional bond between a mother and child is crucial for the growth of some parts of the brain. After analysing the way a group of mothers related to their children for seven years, the researchers found children who were supported emotionally and had their intellectual needs fulfilled had a 10 per cent larger hippocampus at 13 on average than children whose mothers were emotionally distant. The hippocampus is an area of the brain associated with memory, learning and stress response.
A strong bond with the mother is thought to give a child a sense of security which allows them to explore the world, and the confidence to solve problems. In addition, devoted, attentive mothers tend to help children solve problems, further helping them to reach their potential.
Of course, there’s no reason why fathers can’t play as big a nurture role as mothers. And researchers point out that a whole array of other gene determined traits – like intuiton and emotions -Â which can be inherited from the father are also key to unlocking potential intelligence, so fathers -Â don’t despair.
A 35-year-old man who defiled and impregnated his step-daughter at Mankranso in Ashanti Region, has been slapped with a 20-year-jail term in hard labour by the Tepa Circuit Court.
Abubakar Sadiq pleaded guilty to a charge of defilement and sought to suggest to the court, he had mistaken the victim for his wife.
The victim who paralysed after giving birth, is struggling to survive a harsh rural environment, with little to eat.
