Ama Ata Aidoo
Ama Ata Aidoo
Ama Ata Aidoo, née Christina Ama Aidoois a Ghanaian author, poet, playwright and academic. She was also a Minister of Education in Ghana under the Jerry Rawlings administration. She currently lives in Ghana, where in 2000 she established the Mbaasem Foundation to promote and support the work of African women writers...
NationalityGhanaian
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth23 March 1942
CountryGhana
time moving mean
Time by itself means nothing, no matter how fast it moves, unless we give it something to carry for us; something we value. Because it is such a precious vehicle, is time.
lunch topics remains
The very old certainly do not go back on lunch remains but they do bite back at old conversational topics ...
ghana lions
Ghana is like a lion without a head
work-out conclusion dazzling
Things are working out... towards their dazzling conclusions.
lying order wrecks
money-making is like a god possessing a priest. He never will leave you, until he has occupied you, wholly changed the order of your being, and seared you through and up and down. Then only would he eventually leave you, but nothing of you except an exhausted wreck, lying prone and wondering who are you.
song love-is men
Love is fine for singing about and love songs are good to listen to, sometimes even to dance to. But when we need food for our stomachs and clothes for our backs, love is nothing. Ah my lady, the last man any woman should think of marrying is the man she loves.
memories writing pieces
Toyin Falola has given us what is truly rare in modern African writing: a seriously funny, racy, irreverent package of memories, and full of the most wonderful pieces of poetry and ordinary information. It is a matter of some interest, that the only other volume A Mouth Sweeter Than Salt reminds one of is Ake, by Wole Soyinka. What is it about these Yorubas?
knives way sides
the best way to sharpen a knife is not to whet one side of it only. And neither can you solve a riddle by considering only one end of it.
lonely sweet loneliness
O yes, everyone gets lonely some time or other. After all, if we look closer into ourselves, shall we not admit that the warmth from other people comes so sweet to us when it comes, because, we always carry with us the knowledge of the cold loneliness of death?
memories making-memories humans
Humans, not places, make memories.
people needs guilty
Politicians are easy to attack, but frankly, we are all guilty of not meeting the needs of Africa's young people properly.
fighting artist purpose
For us Africans, literature must serve a purpose: to expose, embarrass, and fight corruption and authoritarianism. It is understandable why the African artist is utilitarian.
bored people worms
People are worms, and even the God who created them is immensely bored with their antics.
bit frightened sad
It's a sad moment, really, when parents first become a bit frightened of their children.