Yellow. I hate that colour. No, I don’t have anything against mangoes, roasted plantain or Ghanaian taxis. The thing is for as long as I can remember, I have been the girl with the yellow eyes. ‘Ei her eyes are yellow papa!’, a 27 year old guy would loudly whisper to his friend as they passed by me at the Political Science department. ‘Tɔ plantain … Continue reading Taboo 04: Yellow