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About Me

Heritage

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My family is originally from Ghana; the second largest producer of gold in Africa. Although its innate nature portrays wealth, its outward appearance displays the opposite. Ghana is considered one of the least developed countries in the world. Living in America, it seems like the matter is “out of sight, out of mind.” However, I believe that such matters should be as relevant to me as social media is; especially knowing that my human roots stretch deep into its soil. Diverging from the country’s wealth status, it is also known as being a country of community. I will never forget the time I traveled to Ghana as a baby and was stricken with excitement as the chickens from my grandfather’s farm ran around. These memories are what make up who I am, and my African heritage is something that I was born with, and something that I will proudly end this life with as well. To learn more about how you can help individuals in Ghana who are being affected due to it's economic status, click here!

The Origins Of My Name

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My name is one of the things about me that I truly take pride in. Chances are that you have probably never met a “Kweku” before, and if you have, you probably do not know too many of them. If you haven’t, I am glad to be your first “Kweku” ever; Nice to meet you! Kweku is a Ghanaian name, and it has a very authentic meaning to it. Most names in Ghanaian tribes have a meaning to them, whether they be religious or even just names after a day of the week, which in my case, was the latter. I am part of the Akan tribe of Ghana, in which the system of which names are given are based off the days of the week. Kweku means to be born on Wednesday, and I was indeed, born on a Wednesday. It’s nice to have a name that keeps track of the original day I was born…although it may not have a lot of outward significance to the general public, knowing my name has a meaning that pertains to my African roots is very reassuring and comforting. To be more informed about Ghanian, and some history about behind how such a naming system came about, visit this website...

My Hobbies

Theater

Ever since my nostrils took in the fresh air outside of my mother’s womb, my parents knew I would be a singer. My father’s reasoning was the way my cries sounded almost like a singing alarm, not to mention that they were weirdly in key. I am happy to say that this assumption was indeed correct and will continue to be a part of me for the rest of my life. I love singing, but not for the cliché reasons of its entertaining nature, or the ability to make music with one’s voice. These are all amazing things, but I also love it, because it allows me to express my emotions without necessarily verbalizing how I am feeling. Sometimes, the song I am singing directly correlates to my mood, allowing me to feel even a little better. I am grateful to have had the opportunity to share my gift with others through theater, singing the national anthem at sports games, and even sharing said gift with my little sister as she is forced to hear me belting in the shower with her room so close. This gift is an extension of me, and I hope to develop it more in the future.

Community Service

Hope for Worcester

One may never know the extent of how much one may be suffering until you place yourselves in their situation. During the Hope for Worcester program, I had the opportunity to be a listening ear and help those who were going through suffering. Through the mass donation of clothes, food, household materials, and even prayer, I and my church were able to bond with individuals we had never even met! I was also one of the worship leaders during the program. That day taught me something I will never forget: everyone in this world is human and deserves to be loved just as much as another. It’s crazy how our society has often stigmatized those who need financial or social help. By worshiping with these individuals and seeing who they really were, I was able to better understand that everyone is on this earth for a reason, and diminishing their purpose does not do justice to the individual and the amazing things they have to offer to humanity.

Doing STEM Projects with 3rd and 5th graders in Tatnuck Magnet School in Worcester

When I was in 5th grade, I loved to ask questions. The mere thought of being able to raise my voice to make the teacher think about what I had just asked about–and then formulate an answer–made me feel powerful. I loved the fact that I was able to help others think about what they may not have considered previously. As a junior in high school, I still feel this way. Answering the questions of individuals who love to do the same thing that I did when I was their age was not only very nostalgic in a sense, but it also allowed me to realize the value of youth. As I challenged these students to a point where they had to use their minds for something other than the usual academic studies, I not only saw what they were capable of at such a young age but I was also convinced that they were the future. Some of the STEM-related activities included the “flashlight and mirror” reflection activity, where the students were challenged to make the light of a flashlight hit a target using reflection and create roller-coasters out of paper, cutting the paper into cool angles and shapes to facilitate turns, bumps, and shifts. I am glad I could help spark minds, and I eagerly await the day this spark becomes a vibrant flame.

Volunteering at Life Song Church / Living Word Church

Over the summer I got the opportunity to work with young individuals yearning to become strong Christians. I was able to play games with them, teach them about the bible, as well as get to know each and every one of them. On a similar note, I was able to work with children from ages 2-10 during the evening time with the same intentions. Getting to work with children is something I will always love to do, and it is definitely something I can see myself being associated with in the future.

Feel free to reach me at Kakese@wpi.edu