SANITATION IS VITAL
The glory of a new day greeted the gaiety of our eyes and bathed our hopes with the happy morning rays. But the delight of the sunshine kissed the forehead of this son spotted along the arms of Kaneshie-Mallam-Kasoa Highway, about 56metres from Mallam Market, Accra. Not even the various syncopating medley of noise from the moving engines could distract his attention. His calm looks still bestowed a serene composure on him, even in his unkempt dressing. He appeared poised and ready for the day's task as he seriously laced his shoes, oblivious of who was watching him. Did he care? When all he was looking forward to was to have a good day. A s of 6:30am, he had carefully packed a pile of bags of discarded things and rubbish he had collected perhaps after the mess the rains left behind yesterday. Though not privy to his schedule, Kwame (not exactly his name), from my minds eye is ready for the day's work of cleaning the remaining dirt around the market. Kwame's look this morn