It is common knowledge that we gained our independence from the United Kingdom some 55 years ago, and the thought of having so many petty problems that we haven’t being able to solve all this while makes my heart ache. I’m sure yours does too. All this while, we’ve only being able to build 5 medical Schools (I’m not sure the 5th one is even operational), which have churned out a few thousand doctors, some of whose whereabouts, we don’t know, while our women and children die of extremely avoidable causes of death. Along the line, we have also depended on other countries to help us train doctors, which in fact hasn’t helped any significantly, yet we still do it. How independent we are. For the few thousand doctors our institutions have managed to train, the very few who have stayed behind to build their motherland are not treated well. Imagine one or a few doctors per a whole district. This is an abuse of human rights of the citizens and the doctor too. At the end of the day, when the doctor complains, some dude up in government who only does empty talk and earns a huge salary, condemns the doctors and paints them as black as he can. By the way, where do the president and his team of ministers fall under in the Single Spine Salary Structure? Is it not only logical that when there exist a concentration gradient there is diffusion (of matter or energy) from the region of higher concentration to that of lower concentration? How can we make our doctors not leave our shores? It’s a task we need to take seriously, all of us. It’s our health we’re talking about. When will we have district hospitals everywhere with all the needed staff and equipment? Why do our leaders go abroad to seek treatment, and sometimes succeed in dying? It’s not fair to the villager, when a doctor and other professionals are sent to the village and they don’t want to go. After all, the village man’s tax was part of the money that trained these professionals. Why doesn’t he benefit from them? But these professionals are human beings with families. Will you send your child to a village school which fails B.E.C.E. all the time and certainly guaranteed that your child will not go to the S.H.S.? Would you like after the day’s work to go and look for water just like the folks in the village do? What about telephone, internet and other facilities. How will YOU manage to stay in the village? Why not improve conditions in the village so it will be attractive to everyone. Rural-urban migration occurs for some reasons you know? I was quite astonished when I got word that in this 21st century, our vice president H.E. John Mahama, travelled to “Marx-island” to strike a deal with them to train 250 doctors for us yearly for a couple of years. In this time and age, our vice-president can get up boldly, sits in a presidential jet, travels abroad, and throw away our scarce money like that, in exchange of half-baked goods. All that glitters is not gold. Information gathered shows that our state will spend tens of millions of dollars on the first batch of 250 students during their 7 years stay on the island, basically for their transportation (to and fro), food, tuition and monthly stipends. Will any body of sound mind do this in this time and age? While the newly established University of Health Sciences can only boast of one or two rooms and almost no student? The root of this and many, if not all of our other problems, is terrible leadership. Highly educated men are entrusted with the leadership of our country and they perform as terrible as J.S.S. dropouts like me would perform. So what’s the difference? Why should I go to school? Sometimes, I’m tempted to think our leaders try to play with our intelligence. When they build one primary school block, someone buys a car from that money. When they build a road, some also builds a mansion from it. When they haven’t finished building the Bui dam kraaa, people are building other things from it. And we don’t have money to solve our problems they say, so they go cup in hand begging everyone they meet for money. I rest my case. He who has eyes let him read.