My sister Akua Pokua, you were not only my sister, you were my true friend. Growing up we used to do everything together and as the two older children of Maame Yaa Twenewaa, we relied on each other to be good examples for our siblings. Many a time, when we were young beautiful ladies , you swept me away to parties with your friends and they became my friends too. As a young wife, you used to tease me endlessly about how I diligently performed my wifely duties. I know I set standards for you to aim for and you definitely surpassed my standards. As we grew older, living in Accra away from home, we constantly saw each other and made it a point to be in each other’s homes on the weekends and on holidays. We grew even closer when we had to spend about 7 years living together in Sunyani with our mother and our daily rituals as sisters stay with me today. Our energetic Ludo games from sunrise to sunset as if our lives depended on winning. Only our meals could stop a game! Our shopping escapades. The hot TZ for lunch. Mobile telephony was your super power and you will constantly reminded me to keep my mobile phone charged at all times so you could reach me to discuss any new family issues. If you could not reach me on my phone, you will call Nana Yaa or Afia to make sure I am alright and to put on my phone. Oh Akua, my sister! Who do I talk to now? God keep you my dear sister. May he give you a comfortable place to lay your head till we meet again. SISTER From Yaa Abon (Mrs. Gladys Obeng Appiah) T R I B U T E 1 1946 MRS. CECILIA JOHNSON 2025 36 A Loving Farewell
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