I was 14 years, it was a normal Sunday church service but a special preacher man had been invited. Everyone sat in eager anticipation but I was rather angry because my mum had forced me to sit next to her in the front row. My mind was racing double time to come up with a good excuse to move to the back row when the preacher man walked into the Church auditorium.
We all rose to our feet and closed our eyes in silence waiting for the
opening prayer. He let the silence lay for a couple of minutes. I
opened my eyes to see what everyone else was up to – it was the usual, people swaying back and forth as though possessed. As my mind began drifting onto other things, the preacher man spoke out into the microphone. He said a lengthy prayer to which the whole congregation responded to with a loud “Amen!” He then announced he had a revelation whilst he was saying the prayer.
My heart skipped a beat, was God trying to get back at me for looking around whilst everyone else prayed by revealing something naughty I had done earlier in the week? I slumped in my chair, eyes to the floor whilst sweat beads were forming on my forehead but thankfully God had let me off. The revelation was not about me, it was about Cape Coast! A group of British Business men were on their way to invest substantial figures into the local economy.
I was grinning from ear to ear. I did not realise how much I loved Cape Coast until that point. My beloved Cape Coast was on its way up!
Fast forward 14 years down “time lane” and there are no British investors in sight. Maybe this is one of the reasons I have so much distrust for the church system, but we will leave that for another day.
All I want to write about now, is my beloved Cape Coast. Since the preacher man’s British investors never turned up, I have taken it upon myself to sell Cape Coast to the world. Hopefully I can do a better job of attracting investors.
Cape Coast is a town steep in history. The castle and fort are grim reminders of a darker moment in the history of all black people but it is our history nonetheless, so for anyone in the black diaspora trying to find their roots, Cape Coast is a very good place to start the process of healing, reconciliation and building broken relationships.
Cape Coasters will always welcome you with arms wide open. For the sun seekers, Cape Coast is your ideal destination. If you think the beaches of Barbados are the real deal, then hold your breath! The beautiful beaches of the Cape coastline are better than anything you have ever seen in a Thomson’s holiday brochure. The strengths of the sea waves are pretty strong too, so the surfers amongst you can bring your boards to test it out.
Now for the businessmen amongst you, there is a vibrant market. Cape Coast has a university, a polytechnic and several senior secondary schools. If you know anything about business you would know that a uni town always has a healthy spending habit.
Finally I will make an appeal. Cape Coast arguable has five of the
best secondary schools in Ghana.
Many investor’s sons and daughters of Ghana, have been educated in Cape Coast schools. Now you owe Cape Coast a debt of gratitude. Spread the good word about the town which gave you your education. Bring your friends and family back on weekend breaks.
Visit the sights. Go run the sandy beaches. Show the world you are
proud to be associated with Cape Coast.
By Maclean Arthur