AB Stories

I told a friend in the Netherlands, "I’ve been admitted to a school in your country without a scholarship." Excited, he messaged me about securing funding and finding accommodation, and he shared scholarship options. One message, in particular, stood out: "Beatrice, whenever you are free, send me your plan for securing funding by August." I laughed and replied, "I qualify for scholarships like Rotary and World Bank—I’m going to try for them." His next message was direct: "I’m not asking you to try—everyone can try. Are you going to give your all to secure the funding? If yes, I’ll help all I can." He added, "You could live all your dreams if you get the scholarship. IHE is one of the best schools—and it’s on my street." Reflecting on his words, I realize now that achieving what you truly want requires total commitment, not just effort. You either give everything or walk away. Merely trying is not enough. Maybe you’re telling yourself yo...

  Thank you so much, Capt P.K.Amoabeng(Rtd) Today has been one of those days, but I want you to take a moment to consider an important question: "Who am I?" Many people answer with their professions: nurse, lawyer, banker. That’s what I thought, too, maybe not a banker, but I am a writer, a biotechnologist, or simply Beatrice. But let me get straight to the heart of the story and share my experience. For the past few days, I have been preparing for a leadership interview. I was kind of anxious because that isn't my usual kind of interview. So, while I was preparing, I came across a YouTube interview with Richard McMunn that teaches simple techniques for answering certain questions. So I mastered his SEAT approach to answering the question "Tell us about yourself." In his explanation to the SEAT, anytime you are introducing yourself to interviewers, you've to talk about your skills (S), your education and experience (E), your achievements (A), and the type of...

https://youtube.com/shorts/cWCmh8NmbKM?feature=share When I turned 24, I remember a friend asking me a question that stayed in my heart: “So, when’s the ring coming?” It wasn’t just a question—it was a reminder of society’s silent checklist: graduate, get a job, get married, have children… all before 30. For months, I carried that weight, wondering if my timeline was “late,” if my story wasn’t unfolding the way it was supposed to. I saw brilliant women, ambitious and full of dreams, shrink under the pressure of expectations. I saw men too, caught between love, culture, and the chase for success. That’s where A Ring by 30 was born. Not just as a book about marriage, but as a mirror of life’s milestones and the battles we fight between who we are and who the world tells us to be . As a youth business strategist, I spend my days building models and systems. But as a writer, I spend my nights untangling the human heart. This book is where those two worlds meet—where real-life memoirs...

    Is Growth Just a More Polished Form of Greed? We’re told to chase growth, professionally, financially, personally. And for those of us stepping into Ghana’s corporate world, the pressure is deafening: climb the ladder, build the brand, outpace your peers. But at what point does growth become greed?  And how often do we call one by the name of the other, just to feel better about the game we’re playing? In today’s Ghana, greed isn’t ugly, it’s well-dressed. It speaks English. It networked at that brunch. It got promoted for “driving results,” even if those results came at the cost of ethics, humility, or humanity. We applaud those who rise, rarely asking what they sacrificed to get there. The truth is, the line between ambition and appetite is blurring. The more we get, the more we want. And the more we want, the easier it becomes to justify stepping on people, bending values, or turning a blind eye, because “this is how the system works.” But here’s a crazy ...

  Before you rush into finding “the one,” find yourself. Chapter One Aisle of Expectations It was a casual dinner among close friends. We sat around a long table at a rooftop restaurant, eating, chatting, and laughing between bites. The sound of cutlery tapping against plates mixed with light conversations. Glasses were half full, some already on their second round. We leaned in to talk over each other, swapping stories, teasing, and catching up like we always did. Then — a crisp ping sliced through the noise. Clink-clink…Clink. All our heads turned as Daniel, grinning like he was holding a secret too big for his chest, stood halfway from his seat and tapped the edge of his fork against his glass one last time. “Ahem,” he said dramatically, drawing out the silence. “If I could have your attention, my beautifully nosy group of humans…” Chuckles followed. He turned toward Nina, who had just taken a sip of her drink and was already giving him a suspicious look. “We’ve all known each ...

  I know some close friends have probably been waiting for me to drop an article titled "Why Me?" , or maybe "I Can't Anymore," or let's just say "I'm Tired of Life." To be honest, topics like that crossed my mind the moment I saw my inbox flooded with, “We regret to inform you that..” —over and over again. But in my case, I didn’t say “Why me?” With tears in my eyes and a heavy heart, I could barely whisper the word that slipped through my lips— “Again?” Suddenly, my head started aching uncontrollably. I couldn’t focus on work anymore. Then the saddest news dropped: my backup plan was expiring in just a few hours. With my head pounding from all the rejection letters, I couldn’t even summon a pinch of energy to try again. I quickly packed up and headed home, hoping I could catch a nap. But even sleep didn’t want me that day. Then I remembered the responsibility I’d taken on—one that required my attention no matter what I was going through. Oh...

  ‌‌Do you remember the last time you ran into someone you find attractive? Did you realize the instance change in your body? Maybe you didn't take note of that, let me remind you. You stammered in your greetings, your palms started sweating, your heart was beating faster than usual, you uttered something incredibly crazy and all you could ask was " is that just me?"‌‌ Do you remember?‌‌ It's no surprise that you ask whether it was you. Because that wasn't you. It was hormones arising from your brain. Love is a beautiful thing everyone wants to experience, and when It comes to the person you want to be in love with, science has established several systems called neurotransmitters responsible for that. You can never fall in love without the combination of these chemicals in the body. Huh , does that mean those who don't love lack neurotransmitters?‌‌ You will find out the answer at the end of the story. But what are neurotransmitters? NEUROTRANSMITTERS.‌‌ Neuro...