Debbienho !

A ‘friend’ of mine performed a hat-trick at an awards show last night. Friend’s in quotes…because we’re not really friends. There was this one time in level 200 I shall never forget, when she made me come to school on a day I did NOT want to come to school. I CANNOT forget that. (I hug you when we meet but all I really want to do is pull your hair.) But she’s struck some gold these past days, and, to paraphrase Obi, when you hit success, everyone becomes famzy. Social convention demands a respectable level of ahosh from my side. (And I kind of need an excuse to update my blog. It’s been an age and a half.) Eerhn. So here it is. So the show was the Eminence Awards, created by one of our own in GIJ to honour exemplary students, but with a lot more pizzazz and fun to distinguish it from the usual blandness that comes with speech and prize day celebrations. The night’s ballon d’or winner was (the one, the onlyyyy) Tryphena Yeboah, who picked up the Best Print Reporter, B