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THE MOROCCAN LOVE POT: Couscous

" Can I call you on Saturday ?", he asked. That sounded like a good idea that no matter what, I had no tangible reason to turn it down — it's the weekend! This was the first time I actually got an open invitation to a Moroccan home to taste Moroccan cuisine, home-prepared  with lots of love.  (who doesn't love some  " home cho "? ) . I thought to myself that it was a good opportunity for me to immerse myself in the culture, at the very least reveling in it. It's  11 o'clock in the morning,  I'm still in bed half-awake when the call from an unknown number came through. I figured it might be Marwan since I hardly receive phone calls from my number. This was not far from truth as the person at the other end of the phone bellowed " weeeesh ". " Oh yeah what's up ? How's it going ? You already had breakfast ? " Breakfast you said?  I don't recall the very last time I made time to eat a hearty breakfast; It's just...
CAUSES OF STREETISM IN AMMA DARKO'S FACELESS Amma Darko is a famous ghanaian writer who brings out the follies of society and the plight of women and children through her novels.Some of the novels she's written are BEYOND THE HORIZON,THE HOUSEMAID and FACELESS.Some causes of streetism in FACELESS by Amma Darko are examined below. First of all,Amma Darko highlights the absence of fathers as a major cause of streetism.In the case of Fofo and her siblings ,they have no father to cater for them and show them fatherly love.Kwei runs away leaving behind his 'wife'(Maa Tsuru ),and her children .Even if he's poor,he can be there to discipline them and prevent them from going onto the streets.Adade,who does not care much or is not interested in matters related to the house,he's always there for his children and wife,Kabria.He gives them all that they need.Due to this,there is no possibility of them moving onto the streets.Maa tsuru then brings ina new lover who becomes a menace to her children.His mere presence compels the children to go onto the streets.This is because Kpakpo is very irresponsible and undisciplined.

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