One Truth From MY 14-YEAR OLD SELF
It was supposed to be another typical Chemistry class then in SS2, where Mr Laryea, our dark, bow-legged, Polo T-shirt & Chinos trouser-donning, highly-cerebral Ghanian Teacher would spend part of our next 80 minutes class drawing a periodic table on the blackboard (from his memory, by the way), to help us figure out how many […]
