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Son Archives - KOJO BAFFOE

Fatherhood – An Ode To My Son

Nine years ago, my son was born and I started what I consider the most important job in the world – being a father. I remember having a conversation with two friends and, the two of us who are fathers, spent about 15 minutes moaning about lack of sleep, the cost of school, how you have little time for yourself, etc. The single, childless guy jumped in to say that he would never have children to which we responded, “How can you not?!!! It is the greatest blessing.” This left him baffled because we had complained so much. Fatherhood. Being a father is no child’s play and it comes with immense...

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Like A Girl

There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself – John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994 My first child was a boy. I figured him out quite early. It’s always been easy to buy presents for him or to figure out the things that he likes. It doesn’t hurt that he seems to reflect me when I was his age so, often, the things I found cool are the things that he does. In terms of...

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Bassey Ikpi – Writing Letters

Being a lover of the written and spoken word, I try to explore it as much as possible, often randomly surfing in search of interesting poets and writers (when I probably should be writing). A couple of years ago, I came across the website of Nigerian-American poet Bassey Ikpi and have been following her work since. I then discovered her on twitter and have interacted with her in that space extensively.  So, you can imagine my thrill when I found out that she had been invited to perform at the Arts Alive poetry show, Speak The Mind. I was blessed enough to spend some time with her while she...

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Another Link In The Chain

Wrote this for my first Father's Day as a father: What is it about our society today?  The eternal optimist, I truly believe that there is always hope, for the individual and for our species as a whole, but there is one thing I can’t figure out?  On a daily basis, I met people - men and women - who carry so much anger and rage when the subject turns to ‘fathers’.  Is it my circles or is this now a norm in our society?  Why is it that when you mention that you were raised by your father, there is surprise?  Why is it when you assume that a father is part of the family equation, it seems...

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Who’s Your Daddy?

I’ve always wanted to be a father.  To be honest, the idea of offspring was always easier to digest than the partner to create that child with.  For some reason, I’ve always believed that I will make a decent father, but it has, up till now, been a theoretical exercise in self-evaluation. I also come from a very family-oriented upbringing in which we were always encouraged to stick together; to view the family as the foundation, the launch pad from which we tackle the world.  I figure my father did well enough with us for me to be in a position to transfer that knowledge and wisdom onto my...

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