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Where is our Christmas?

Many things have gone by this year, some memorable, others hmmmmmm with nothing to write home about. We've seen lots of political activities this year especially with the NDC, the NPP, CPP and other political parties doing their own things.

Two weeks ago, I passed by some place around Jamestown. I saw some dirty children playing in the mud and riding tin cars around. As I approached them, one asked: Do you think there will be Christmas this year?' The other who looked too busy said, 'I don't know. Lets ask this man' So they called me. Their call was so typical of an illiterate child. 'Bro... bro... do you think Christmas will come this year? I was surprised at the question and inquired why they asked. They bluntly told me looking at the politics and all the noise around they don't think this year there would be any Christmas for them.

Listening to them, I remembered those good old days when our only consolation for happiness and and parties where we will chew good sized chicken and enjoy some minerals freely was during festive occasions like Christmas.

On normal days, the big piece of chicken goes to the parents and senior members of the family. It is on Christmas that people who have money and are seen to be well to do throw parties in the neighborhood and call we the children to eat. The assemblyman whom we hated too will trot from house to house receiving gifts and eating all the food. This is why I always wanted to be an assemblyman.

In the wake of this elections no one is even seen playing jingle bells or anything to show there is Christmas on the way. Our radio stations are not concerned with Christmas at all. There is politics everywhere. Even in our churches (house of God) all they discuss is peaceful elections. Ebei! There is no sign of decorations even in our shops, not to even mention Christmas promotions mpo. People have left their fate in the hands of these politicians to toss about while the essence of Christ's birth lie in waste.

We the children of Ghana are crying, 'give us our Christmas. We need it today and need it tomorrow. Without the Christmas we can't enjoy chicken and the parties and the plenty food. 'Give us our Christmas, we say give us our Christmas.'

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