The Observer
As fate would have it, I unexpectedly crossed paths with an old friend who appeared to be living life to the fullest. Intrigued by his success, I eagerly sat at his feet, eager to learn the secret to his wealth and happiness. To my astonishment, he revealed that he was a gold miner, a profession that seemed both simple and perilous.
He regaled me with tales of his numerous mining concessions and the workers he paid handsomely daily. The amounts he mentioned were staggering, far beyond anything I had ever imagined. I was overcome with a mix of awe and envy, realizing that I had never held such wealth in my own hands, save for the tuition money my parents had provided.
Without hesitation, I followed him to one of his mining sites, where a multitude of workers toiled tirelessly. Witnessing him pay them their wages in full view, my heart raced with excitement. I made a split-second decision to join them, driven by the desire to earn enough money to support my family. Little did I realize the consequences of my impulsive choice, until the harsh reality of the mining industry began to take its toll on me.
Attempt to shame Galamsey
