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Stonebwoy's former coursemate at GIMPA releases video evidence of him leading presentation in class to dispute claims that Stonebwoy wasn't attending lectures

Mr. Francis Sarpong, a former coursemate of Stonebwoy at the Ghana Institute of Management and Public Administration (GIMPA), has released video evidence that corroborates the musician’s claim of attending lectures and earning his certificate genuinely. The video, which has gone viral, shows Stonebwoy actively participating in a group presentation, leading his team with confidence and poise.…

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This Is Adorable! Kids Of Stonebwoy Surprise Him At Home Following His GIMPA Final Exams (Video)

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National Accreditation Board: Accredited Universities in Ghana The National Accreditation Board (NAB) of Ghana, a governmental agency operating under the Ministry of Education, was established in 1993 in response to the 1991 Government white paper on Reforms to the Tertiary Education System of Ghana. This recommendation emphasized the need for the board to: Contribute to the improvement of…

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Stonebwoy’s wife Dr Louisa makes him proud as she bags master’s degree from GIMPA

Stonebwoy’s wife Dr Louisa makes him proud as she bags master’s degree from GIMPA

While Stonebwoy is solidifying his enviable brand as one of the best artists Ghana has ever seen, his wife Dr Louisa is making giant strides academically and professionally. The mother of two proudly announced on Twitter that she has graduated from the University of Ghana Insitute of Management and Public Administration (GIMPA) with Masters in Public Health. She proceeded to share some…

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Back to Work

Summary:  Zephyr meets teacher

Pairings:  Zephyr/Veda/Rosie X Story/Carter

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  mentions of a drug overdose, drinking, mild language, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.1K

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“Good morning,” Zephyr walks into the kitchen, handing Rosie over to his mom, and sits Veda onto a stool, before sitting down beside her.  “Ooh, Gimpa is making pancakes,” with a little giggle, Veda reaches over to her dad, wanting to get in his lap.  

“Rosie Osie, are you hungry?” Story asks her youngest granddaughter who moves her hand up and down over her belly.  “Okay, okay, Gimpa is finishing up.  Z, I was wanting to talk to you about my old dance studio.  You can say no, but I think both girls could benefit from taking dance.”

“Dance?  Or ballet?”

“I wanna be a ballerina!  Gaga got me tutus, but she won’t let me wear her tiara.”

Zephyr smiles at his mom before blowing raspberries on her neck, “That’s because she’s saving that for when her daughters get married.  You’re asking to wear the wrong tiara.  That one has real diamonds on it.”

“Gaga, can I be a ballerina?” Veda’s little legs wiggle around, and Story was just happy that Veda’s mother hadn’t been brought up yet.  

“Of course.  I can always make sure you get to practice, but I was also informed they want to do some renovations, and…I might have volunteered you,” Zephyr sighs knowing there was more to this random conversation than his mom originally made it out to be.  “You can always say no.”

“No, I can’t.  You’ve already volunteered me.  So I’ll go and get it renovated, and you’re going to put me on display hoping that some dancer scoops me up.”

“Hehe, daddy, you’re funny.”

“It sure beats going out every Friday night,” she smiles over her mug towards Zephyr, while Carter plates up the pancakes, giving his wife a cheek kiss.  “I’m just saying, you should…”

“Daddy, when is mommy going to call?” Using her two pointer fingers, Rosie pushes them together, mouthing ouch over and over again.  “Daddy, I’m sorry.  I just…I’m sorry,” he gives his daughter the sweetest kiss on her cheek.

“I’ve got to go.”

“Z,” Carter says calmly, “You’re going to eat breakfast with your daughters.  Then you can go to work,” with a single nod of his head, he sits there quietly, but withdrawn.  “Now, Veda, after breakfast, we’ll get you dressed up, and find you a less expensive tiara, okay?”

“Okay, Gimpa, I’m sorry.”

——

Zephyr stares at his daughters asleep in his bed.  He only had an hour or two before Veda would be up, wandering around the castle looking for him.  It was his only time alone.  There were always people running about, but this time of night, everyone had retired to their bed.  Walking downstairs, he stops when he sees his dad at the bar cart pouring two glasses.  

“Sit.”

“Dad, I really don’t want to talk.”

“Sit,” Carter repeats, holding a glass up to his son, and pointing to the plush couch.  “Your mom is asleep in the bed with Audi and Fauna, and you have a baby monitor in your pocket.  We’ve got time to spare.”

He takes a sip of the straight bourbon, and looks out at nothing.  Clenching his teeth for a moment, “You’re pissed off at Piper because she gets to go on and do whatever she wants without consequence.”

“I’m pissed off at Piper because I came home to my baby crying and hitting her mother who passed out.  She had a rash because she hadn’t been changed all day.  I couldn’t find Veda, and when I did she wasn’t moving.  Rosie was still crying, and Veda never moved.  Dad, I thought my daughter was dead.  I thought Piper was, too, and I didn’t care.  The only thing that mattered was my daughters.  Yeah, I’m fucking pissed off that she doesn’t have the decency to get clean and ask about Veda.  Rosie is traumatized and refuses to speak.  We’ve got her signing because of something her mother did to them.”

“Son, I can’t pretend to understand what you’re going through.  What I do know is you’re a good dad,” Zephyr sniffles, and lifts his cup up, completely downing the expensive bourbon.  “But while you’re worrying about your girls, can we not still worry about our son?”

“I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not.  You’re working late hours.  If Veda brings up Piper, you are ready to run away.  You go out every Friday and Saturday night, and…”

“I’m just drinking.  I’m not having sex with anyone.  Ask Illiana and Iclynn.  They always come and pick my drunk ass up.  I just need space.  That’s it.  I need time for me to be alone.  But drinking alone is sad, so I go to a bar.  I sit there, I sometimes talk, sometimes I just drink my beer.  Is it so bad that I want time for myself?  I work, I come home, I’m a dad, I’m a big brother, I spend time with my daughters, I get them ready for bed, I lay in the bed and talk to them, and I get mad that Rosie is two and doesn’t even say daddy.  I need,” Carter stands up, and sits down beside his son, wrapping his arms around him.

“I know what mom is doing, but…I can’t date.  My daughters need me.”

“She’s not asking you to date.  She’s wanting you to get out and do something for yourself.  Your mom only wants to see her babies happy.”

“I’m not.  Dad, I screwed up.  I knew what Piper was doing, and I still wanted another baby.  Do you think…what if it’s more than what happened with Rosie, what if…Piper wasn’t good.  She wasn’t clean.  I even tested Rosie, because I didn’t think she was mine, and…dad, I’m just as guilty.  I should have taken Veda and came home.”

Pulling out of his embrace, he holds Zephyr’s face in both of his hands, wishing he was his always dirty little boy again, “We wouldn’t have Rosie.  She’s making sounds out of her mouth.  She’s happy, and she’s perfect.  You should have seen her today with your mom.  Dance will be good for both of them.  Rosie liked her tutu, and didn't even wanna take it off.  Zeph, everyday is a new day.  Quit dwelling on that ugly past.”

“Veda has anxiety.  She’s five.”

“Yeah, well, that could be a Baizen thing.  I had anxiety at that age, too,” a crackle in the monitor makes Zephyr pull it out of his pocket, and then he hears the whisper of Veda.

“I’m counting to ten, daddy.  I need you to keep me warm.”

“Go to sleep, Z.  Remember, we’re only here to help everyone.”

He runs upstairs before Veda starts wandering through the house.  Story steps out of the bedroom, and walks over to sit beside her husband.  Her hand rubs over his chest, while she leans on his shoulder, “I knew there was a reason I fell in love with you when I first met you.”

“My Queen, there’s no way in the world you remember the first time you met me.”

“I do.  I remember looking at those pretty eyes, Baizen.  You needed me, and I needed you.  Our adult children’s problems are so much worse than our babies.”

“You can’t compare our sons to our daughters.  Otto is thirty.”

“And won’t leave the Hampton house.”

“Shh, just hold me for a minute.  I don’t want to talk about our two sons that never come home.  At least Otto calls.  Brookie…Carter I just got a bad feeling about all that.  He’s up there alone since Annie broke up with him, and…” Carter shushes his wife, and pulls her in closer.  There was nothing they could do about the breakup, or Otto’s resistance to home.  The only thing he could do was hold her right now, and that’s what he wanted to do for the rest of the night.

“Come on, I know two little princesses that are going to be rolled all around that bed.”

——

You pace back and forth in the studio, wondering if it was going to be a good idea to have the little class when the practice room is getting some upgrades.  An alum of the studio had volunteered her son to renovate the space, all for lessons for his daughters.  The Baizen’s.  You had heard about them throughout most of your life.  Boston royalty with enough kids to make a baseball team.  

With a clearing of your mother’s throat, you look towards the door to what you assumed was the grandmother, and two of the cutest little girls, “I’m Story,” she holds her hand out to you, while the toddler in her arms had her fingers crossed, and touches each side of her nose, “And this is Rosie.  She’s non-verbal, but she’s really good at signing, aren’t you, baby?” With a sweet dimpled smile, she nods her head.

“And this is Veda,” the little girl didn’t want to come from behind her grandmother’s leg, but she peeks out from behind it.  “She’s only a little shy.”

“My daddy is going to be here the whole time?”

Looking up at the grandmother, you squat down to the little girl’s level, “Is your daddy the one that’s working on the studio?” She gives you a little nod, using her pointer finger to rub over her nose, “I bet if you listen, you can hear him working.  You see this mirror?  On the other side is another room, your daddy is over there.”

“So if I want him, I can go get him.”

“I hope you have so much fun you won’t even think about him,” she gives you a scowl, and looks up at her grandmother.  “But sure, if you really get to missing him, we can go get him.  But since you and Rosie are here in your leotards, why don’t we go to the barre and warmup.  It’s just us during this class, okay?”

Looking up at Story, Veda drops her hand, and Story puts Rosie down on the ground, and they follow you over to the barre.  You mother and her walk out, and you spend your time teaching them positions.  Getting Veda completely distracted until she hears the hammering.  “Can we go check, just real quick?  I wanna make sure that’s my daddy.”

“We can take a three minute break to check,” Rosie looks up at you with her pouting blue eyes, making grabby hands at you, until you pick her up.  Heading towards the door, Veda grabs your hand in her own, and follows you in the room.  “Remember, it won’t be safe for us to walk in, so we have to stay at the door.

“Okay,” she was an adorable little girl.  Her demeanor had changed when she realized she was going to see her daddy.  Bouncing in her step, and when she spots him, she squeals, “Daddy!  I just had to check and see if it was really you.”

You gulp as the man walks closer to you.  He was huge, tall, and handsome, and had a dangerous smile.  “Hello, my darlings. Have you been doing the toe pointing like Gaga?”

“And the hands.  Daddy, this is teacher.”

“I’m sure it is,” you try to look away, but he had those piercing blue eyes just like the little girls.  He had no right to look this handsome, and you felt guilty for clinging to his daughters, while you were checking him out.  “Daddy has a lot of work to do, so go back with teacher.  When I’m done we’ll go home, okay?”

“Can we get Biscoffs?”

“Yes.  Now, behave Veda.  Muah,” he gives Rosie a kiss, before leaning down to give one to Veda.  He smelled too good.  Way too good, and too expensive.  He had two kids.  He had baggage.  You had no business looking at him.  Or even worrying about who he was.  You were too young for a baby, much less two children, and yet, you wanted to know all about this man.  “Teacher, they’re all yours now.”

“Right,” he smiles at you, and even he had a dimple.  You needed to get back into the room.  “Okay, ladies.  Let’s go back, and do some dancing.”

“Thank you, teacher!” He calls to you as you walk away.  Don’t look at him.  Don't mention that he wasn’t wearing a ring.  Don’t do anything but get back into the studio.  You couldn’t look at him anymore.  But when you looked at his little girls, you saw his exact eyes staring back at you.  Someone in this family really spread the love with their genes.  Shaking your head, you get back into first position.  There was nothing some ballet couldn’t take your mind off the tall thick man.  

“Alright, ladies, back to work,” both girls giggle at you as they try to copy your movements.  It was sad that you had to tell yourself the exact same things.  Back to work.  Put the man out of your mind.  Back to work.

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A-Plus: Ghanaian Political Activist Bags A Master's Degree From GIMPA http://dlvr.it/TB9thV

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News - Stonebwoy endorses Joshua Akuffo Dampare for USAG presidency

Ghana News Live – bringing you all trending daily news as it happens. Dancehall superstar Stonebwoy has thrown his support behind Joshua Akuffo Dampare for the upcoming University Students Association of Ghana (USAG) Presidential election, set to take place this August. The endorsement came during an electrifying event at the Ghana Institute of Management and Public Administration (GIMPA) on…

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Stonebwoy's GIMPA certificate is 'fake' and questionable, he wasn't attending lectures — Close source reveala

A shocking revelation has emerged about popular Ghanaian musician Stonebwoy’s academic credentials. A source close to the matter has disclosed that during his three-year study at the Ghana Institute of Management and Public Administration (GIMPA), Stonebwoy rarely attended lectures, with records showing he reported to class less than 50 times. According to the source, Stonebwoy was a regular…

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Ghanaian Actress, Bibi Bright Obtains Bachelor’s Degree In Public Administration From GIMPA

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GIMPA Business School launches GiBSAN to connect for impact

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Ghana’s deputy finance minister John Kumah dies at 45

Ghana’s deputy finance minister, John Kumah has died in the early hours of Thursday in Germany. According to Africanews, Kumah died at the age of 45, after a long battle with illness, which kept him in a German hospital for some time. The 45-year-old lawmaker confirmed dead but there was no information on the circumstances of his deat Kumah was elected as a Member of Parliament for the Ejisu constituency in the 2020 general election in Ghana under the New Patriotic Party (NPP). He was then appointed Deputy Minister of Finance in April 2021. The politician had served as the Chief Executive Officer of the National Entrepreneurship and Innovation Programme (NEIP). He hailed from Ejisu Odaho, a farming community in the Ejisu municipality in the Ashanti Region of Ghana. John Kumah attended Opoku Ware School (secondary education) in Kumasi. He continued to the University of Ghana (Legon) in 1997 and was awarded a Bachelor of Arts in Economics with Philosophy. In the year 2009, he was awarded an MBA (Finance) from GIMPA. He also had a Degree in Law (LLB) from the University of Ghana and a Professional Law Degree (BL) from the Ghana School of Law. He also had his Post Graduate Diploma in Applied Business Research from the Nobel International Business School in 2019. Read the full article

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Madeline & the Prickly Pear

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Summary:  Z and Otto take Veda and Rosie trick or treating

Pairings:  The Baizen’s

Rating:  🎃🎃

Warnings:  mentions of divorce, mentions of a drug use, mentions of testing, mentions of an estranged mother, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1K

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“Oh!” Story squeals as Veda walks into the kitchen with her costume on.

Twirling around in her Madeline dress, before scratching her nose, “Gaga, do you know where daddy and Froggy are?”

“I think they’re getting dressed, baby,” Veda gives her a little pout, and spins around to go find Zephyr. “You want Gaga to hold you while we wait for them, sweet girl?”

“Where’s Rosie?” Veda always needed confirmation of where her family was ever since Zephyr brought them to the castle, and never went back to Piper. He had tried to help his wife, but now he was officially divorced with full custody of both girls.

“Rosie is with Gimpa,” Veda’s finger scratches at her nose again, and her eyes start to fill up with tears when Otto jumps around the corner. And she starts laughing. “What are you supposed to be?”

“I’m a nun,” he smooths his hands down his side smiling, “Can you have Madeline without her nun?”

“Nope! Froggy get me!” She jumps up, reaching for Otto, until he throws her in the air, “Gaga, I’m okay. Where’s daddy?”

“Squeezing into his costume,” Otto scrunches his nose up, and Veda gives him nose kisses.

Carter carries in a baby Rosie who claps her hands reaching for Story, “Be careful. She’s a bit prickly, honey,” he leans over giving Story a kiss and his wife hugs up on her baby. “Where’s Z? You guys are going to be late.”

“Daddy won’t tell me what his costume is. Froggy!”

“Nope, I was sworn to secrecy. Mom, I think your son is showing off.”

“What do you…” Story snorts as Zephyr walks in. Shoulders back and walking funny. Tight outfit and all as he stands proudly.

“Otts, where’s my wind machine?” He asks, putting his fists on his hips.

“Daddy, you’re wearing tights!” Veda throws her head back laughing, pointing at Zephyr’s costume.

“I am Superman.”

“With tights! Froggy, he’s got tights.”

“I told you he had to squeeze in there.”

“Baizen, we made pretty babies.”

“This is a Superman costume, Veda baby. I am Superman!”

“Daddy! Next year! Next year can you be Peter Pan, and I’m Wendy, and Rosie is Tinkerbell! Please please!”

“But…that actually is tights this is…”

Carter shakes his head looking at Zephyr, “it’s tights, son. It’s tight all over. What are you trying to do bring a new…” Z shakes his head quickly at his dad. Zephyr kept his dating life away from the girls at all costs.

“I am going trick or treating with my favorite daughters,” Veda throws her head back laughing again, “and Otto. And then, we’ll be back for the party, okay?”

“Daddy, do you think,” she looks at Story pouting, “Do you think mama would want to see us?”

“Baby,” every holiday since they left, she always asks about Piper. And every holiday Zephyr has to explain she can only call until she goes to the ‘doctor’. It wasn’t fair that he had to keep his daughters from their mother. He had offered to pay for her rehab, but she didn’t want to do it. She was just pissed that she didn’t get any alimony. Everything was null and void because of her infidelity and abuse.

Zephyr walks closer to her, reaching his hands out for a big hug, “We’ll try calling her when we get back,” and he knows that when they get back he’ll have to make up another lie, because yet another phone was disconnected. She wasn’t able to use the girls to get what she wanted, money.

“Okay.”

“Yeah? Are you ready to go trick or treating with me and Froggy?”

“And Rosie!”

“Yes, and the prickly pear has to go, too. And then, you can bother Aunt Azzie, okay?”

“Z!” Story shouts at him. “You leave your aunt alone. Now go on. Party is at seven. And we’ve got the apple bobbing, dancing, food, jump houses, and games, okay?”

“Yep! And…” Veda draws out taking a deep breath. “We got Archie!”

“We do have Archie,” she smiles at her. “And Archie is a cactus just like Rosie Osie.”

“Ayy!” Rosie screams, clapping her hands.

“Go on, hurry up, so you can get back!” Story screams at them. Watching as her two oldest take her only grandchildren out trick or treating. “Baizen, I want more of those.”

“Woman, you have daughters still in elementary school.”

“I don’t care. I like those grandbabies. I like them living with us. And…I don’t like that woman, but have you been able to find her?” He shakes his head no. “Our son got him and the girls tested for stds, you realize that, right? You realize the lasting pain she caused our romantic baby? And those precious babies?”

“Story, this upsets you, and we’re not talking about it.”

“We have to. Veda wants her mother.”

“And we can’t make Piper want her. She was an opportunist. She saw a man that falls in love after he has sex, and baby trapped him twice. She’s not you, Story,” Carter knows that Story wants Piper to be better and clean, because she sees herself in their girls’ mother. “Honey, you didn’t baby trap anybody. You didn’t have this grand scheme. And you didn’t blow through someone’s money buying drugs.”

“No, I just sold my body for them,” she goes to turn away, but Carter pulls her close to him. “Baizen…”

“She’s not you. I will continue to search for her. And reach out towards her. But she’s not getting a dime from us. She got a settlement after the divorce. She might have…honey, I don’t want to talk about this. This is a holiday. It is a fun day. Our daughters will be home soon. Now let’s go get on our costumes of whatever couple you're making us be.”

“Lucy and Ricky.”

“And let’s enjoy the calm before the party. I’ll meet you in the vault. One, two,” Story gives him a smile before jogging up the stairs, “Three! Here I come!”

“You better not be coming yet, Baizen!”

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Philipa Baafi has been admitted to the medical fraternity as a Physician Assistant.

It has been a season of congratulations and well-wishes as people from all industries reach great accomplishments. Philipa Baafi has been admitted to the medical fraternity as a Physician Assistant. Reggae dancehall performer Samini Dagaati and fellow industry friend Kokoveli recently received a degree from the Greenhill Campus, GIMPA, to much applause and celebration.   Philipa Baafi, a gospel…

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Stonebwoy, Dr Louisa And 2 Kids Attend GIMPA Graduation Day In Grand Style http://dlvr.it/TB5zBV

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Professor Stephen Adei, former Director-General and Rector of the Ghana Institute of Management and Public Administration (GIMPA), has suggested a revolutionary approach to improve the poor performance of public basic schools in Ghana.

According to him, the lack of active supervision in these schools has resulted in highly qualified teachers not living up to their potential and contributing to the student’s poor performance.



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