GHANA | Monday, 25 May 2015 | Views [150] | Scholarship Entry
I was eighteen years old and I knew I was invulnerable. I'd spent a week travelling north through Ghana, lush forests giving way to arid scrub. I'd heard of a village on the border with Burkina Faso which was home to sacred crocodiles. I had already ... Read more >
Tags: 2015 Writing Scholarship
