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2020 Polls: I’ll concede defeat after independent audit of results – Mahama
Flagbearer of the opposition National Democratic Congress(NDC) John Mahama says he’ll accept the results of the 2020 presidential election if the Electoral Commission conducts an independent audit of the results.
Mr. Mahama and his party have rejected the results of the December 7 polls describing the election as flawed.
According to the NDC, their analysis of the pink sheets available to them shows clearly that Mr Mahama won the elections.
In an interview with Voice of America(VOA) Mr. Mahama showed a just cause for the NDC’s position, adding that the issues raised cannot be swept under the carpet.
“We are currently doing a forensic audit of all the constituencies first to establish what happened and then confirm the figures that we have. Because this case might end up in court…I don’t know, I cannot mention anything for now but we are doing an audit and based on that we’ll take whatever decision we need to take.
“But I think that in the interest of the more than 6million people who voted for me, I must uphold our democracy and hold the Electoral Commission to a higher standard and hold this government to a higher standard in terms of our democracy. The way President Akufo Addo and the EC have conducted this elections is a dent on our democratic credentials as a government. And so with my principles as a democrat, I can’t be seen to be sweeping it under the carpet and letting it go.”
Ex-President Mahama added: “I think that we must bring closure to this by seeing exactly where the issues are. If an independent audit is done by the EC, they’ll bring somebody in to crunch the numbers do an independent audit why not, I’ll be the first person to concede and walk away. But as long as that is not done and I know that there was a deliberate attempt to subvert the will of the people in favour of the incumbent it will be wrong for me in terms of our democratic practices to just leave it because we’ll not learn the lessons of this election. I think we must learn the lessons of this election so that we don’t repeat it in future one.”
ASEPA exposes University of Ghana’s ‘fake’ 2020 polls
University of Ghana campus, Legon
The Alliance for Social Equity and Public Accountability (ASEPA) has called for disciplinary action against lecturers of the Political Science Department of the University of Ghana for publishing what they call fake 2020 polls in the name of the university.
At a press conference held at the university on Thursday, the Department said a research conducted by some leading lecturers from the university showed that the President will record a first round victory.
But, reacting to the latest development, ASEPA, in a statement written and signed by its Executive Director, Mensah Thompson, said the University of Ghana’s Political Science Department has not conducted any poll on the 2020 elections.
“The polls being launched today is sole handiwork of one Dr Owusu Mensah who has been contracted to publish a fake poll to hoodwink the public,” part of the statement read.
According to ASEPA, the situation has angered a lot of the lecturers of the Department who feel the name of the university and for that matter, the Department was being used for personal gains.
Read full statement by ASEPA below:
Press Statement by ASEPA on the Fake University of Ghana Polls by the Political Science Department- ASEPA Calls for Disciplinary Action Against Lecturers Publishing Fake Polls in the Name of UG
ASEPA EXPOSES UNIVERSITY OF GHANA ON FAKE POLLS
We have called you here to demonstrate how some lecturers at the Political Science Department of the University of Ghana have connived to launch fake polls clearly aimed at influencing the outcome of the 2020 Elections.
First of all, we want to State Categorically that the University of Ghana, Political Science Department has NOT conducted any polls on the 2020 elections.
The polls being launched today is sole handiwork of one Dr. Owusu Mensah who has been contracted to publish a fake polls to hoodwink the public.
Earlier this month, a Facebook post by one Edudzi Tamakloe suggesting that the Department has conducted some polls and was shelving it was brought to the attention of the department.
The department agreed to issue a rebuttal or disclaimer which was drafted.
The disclaimer was given to the Head of Department to issue on behalf of the department. The Disclaimer stated categorically that the Department has NOT conducted any polls this year.
The Head of Department failed to publish this rebuttal which had been agreed upon by the entire members of the Department and the letter drafted was on the 1st of November,2020.
Only for the same head of department who had written and signed those rebuttals to on the 24th November issue an invitation to members of the department that a survey has been conducted on the 2020 elections and they are invited to participate in the dissemination of the information.
This situation has seriously angered a lot of the lecturers of the department who feel the name of the University and for that matter, the department was being used for personal gains!
It is important to bring these issues currently happening at the Department of Political Science at the University of Ghana to the attention of the Media and for that matter the public because it borders on the integrity of the premier University of this country.
That individual members of the university can initiate research activity in a private capacity and want to hang the results in the name of the university.
Secondly, which serious academic institution would decide to publish a poll at this critical hour leading to a major election?
We believe that these actions by Dr Owusu Mensah and the Head of Department of the Political Science Department cannot go unpunished for attempting to bring the name of the university into public ridicule.
We demand that University Disciplinary Committee Commences immediate investigations into this matter and sanction lecturers who may be found complicit in this brute attempt to defraud the public.
We also preparing to petition the Criminal Investigations Department to launch criminal investigations into the matter since it is a classic case of Academic Fraud perpetuated by these lecturers.
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The Man Who Deleted His Past Before He Was Found Dead
In 2009, a man calling himself Peter Bergmann was found washed up on an Irish beach. Ten years later, police, journalists, and internet sleuths are still trying to work out what happened.
By Francisco Garcia
October 14, 2019, 10:27am
One June afternoon in 2009, a thin man dressed in black boarded a bus to Sligo, a small coastal town not far from the Irish border. Three days later, after a quiet weekend spent largely alone, the man was dead—his passing the first act of a mystery that has now baffled and compelled police forces, journalists, film-makers, and internet sleuths for over a decade.
The beginning of this story is the earliest known point of the man’s journey: Derry, in northern Ireland, where he boarded a mid-afternoon bus over the border to Sligo.
Arriving at 6:28 p.m. as the evening sun warmed the water of Sligo Bay, the man took a taxi to the center of town. In the years since, some have offered this as proof of his unfamiliarity with Sligo: to walk from the station takes just over ten minutes at an ordinary pace. That said, he did also have two bags to carry, and his graying hair and slight frame suggested he could have used the help.
The first hotel the man tried was full—it was a Friday night at the peak of the summer tourist season—but he had more luck at the Sligo City Hotel on Quay Street, where he paid for three nights upfront. Writing in the register, he put down his address as Ainstettersn 15, 4472, Vienna, Austria, which matched his Germanic accent. With the same pen he gave his name as Peter Bergmann. At no point was he asked for identification.
The next day passed without much incident. Bergmann made his way to the General Post Office at 10:49 a.m., where he bought eight stamps and some airmail stickers. He ran some errands around town and arrived back at the hotel to eat and take an occasional cigarette outside, keeping himself politely but firmly to himself.
On Sunday, in the early afternoon, he left the hotel for the town’s only taxi rank and asked to be taken to a quiet beach, where he could swim. The driver took his softly-spoken fare to Rosses Point, the peninsula known for its dramatic views, about 15 minutes away by car. On arrival, Bergmann got out, surveyed the vast blue expanse and seemed satisfied with the choice. Instead of disembarking as expected, he took the taxi immediately back to Sligo, where he settled into the groove of another evening alone.
Just after 1 p.m. on Monday, June 15, Peter Bergmann checked out of the hotel and deposited his key at reception. He left one of his original bags—a purple plastic “bag for life”—and what appeared to be a new black luggage case. He took a circuitous route to the bus station; at one point he stopped in the doorway of a shopping precinct and waited, poised like a man about to turn back. Instead, he made his way to the bus station and, on arriving, read notes on scraps of paper he’d picked out of his pocket, before tearing them up and depositing them in a nearby garbage bin. The bus departed at 2:20 p.m. to Rosses Point.
Later, it was established that up to 16 people had seen Bergmann on the beach that afternoon. He wasn’t trying to hide himself. They all remember a jovial, if formally-dressed, figure greeting the strangers who crossed his path.
The next morning, not long after 6 a.m., a local man and his son were jogging along the sand, amid the last remnants of a sea fog. They were the first to find the washed up body of a thin, middle-aged man with closely-cropped gray hair. Peter Bergmann was dead, but the mystery that has since surrounded his story was only just beginning.
peter bergmann cafe sligo
BERGMANN IN A SLIGO CAFE.
Ivisited Sligo for the first time on a Friday in May 2019. I’d flown to Dublin that morning and taken the three-hour cross-country train, passing field after field, town after town, before arriving at Sligo’s train station, directly above the bus station where Peter Bergmann arrived all those years ago. It was a fine day, so I let my feet direct me into town, past the full wall mural to WB Yeats, Sligo’s most famous advocate.
I made my way straight to the Sligo City Hotel. I wanted to start there, just as Bergmann had, but I couldn’t say exactly why. For the last year or so I have spent much of my working life covering cases of missing people in the UK and further afield. Their stories can sometimes tell us all sorts of things about the way we live now, about loneliness and pain. But they can often speak to nothing else than the missing person’s own private mysteries.
Peter Bergmann’s body had been taken to post mortem. He had been found naked, his clothes scattered across the shore. The pockets were empty. No money, no wallet, no forms of ID. It was quickly established that he’d drowned, though there wasn’t any hint of foul play. His teeth were in good condition, excluding a few fillings. It was his body that drew attention. It was battered and wrecked. The tests revealed advanced prostate cancer and bone tumors. He had suffered previous heart attacks and was missing a kidney. The toxicology report returned no evidence of medication in his system, despite the intensity of the pain he must have been suffering.
There are all sorts of ways we deal with the dead. Some are simple enough: their bodies are collected, identified, and put to rest with the minimum amount of fuss. They are the known deceased, with loved ones and mourners. Some, though, are trickier, and require exploration to make sense of.
It quickly became apparent that there was something strange about Peter Bergmann. The total lack of ID or belongings, and the fact that the labels of his clothes had been crudely hacked away with scissors. Authorities checked his address and found a vacant lot in Austria, while extensive searches didn’t reveal any “Peter Bergmann” who could possibly match the man’s description. The letters he posted from Sligo have never been traced.
As more days passed, the mystery mutated into something the police hadn’t really encountered before. Missing people were one thing; this was becoming something else entirely, almost supernatural in its intrigue.
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Peter Bergmann’s last days were pieced together by trawling through Sligo’s CCTV network. The shuffling, scrupulously-careful figure had left the hotel each day armed with his purple plastic bag, full, and returned with it empty. The hours in between were a mystery. It appeared that he had deposited his belongings in various garbage bins around the town, taking great care to avoid being picked up by surveillance cameras. Watching the snippets of available footage is an odd sensation, like watching a ghost move through the world of the living. The man who spent his last days as Peter Bergmann has never been identified.
On a Saturday afternoon in September 2019 I met with Detective Inspector Ray Mulderrig at Sligo Garda station. He is the third DI who has had ultimate responsibility for the Bergmann case. In 2009 it was John O’Reilly, who has since been promoted and moved to a different district. Mulderrig talked with precision, and politely corrected me when I asked if he was fascinated with Peter Bergmann. “We don’t get fascinated in cases,” he said. “They arrive to us and we deal with them.”
Mulderrig believes Sligo was no random choice of destination. “There seems to have been a purpose to it,” he said. “Everything he did seemed to have had a purpose, from cutting the labels of his clothes and all the rest of it. The question you have to ask is: Why Sligo? If you want a scenic place to die, you’re spoilt for choice across the west coast of Ireland, or even Scotland for that matter. Something must have brought him here, even if we’ve never been able to say what that was.”
Despite the dead ends and false starts, Mulderrig explained how many hours have been dedicated to the hunt for answers. Almost everything in their power has been attempted. They have conducted searches and chased down leads, no matter how far-fetched. They have Bergmann’s DNA, clothes, and remains. It is now a waiting game may go on forever. “I liken it to a computer that has gone into ‘sleep mode,’” he said. “When something new comes up, or someone credible comes forward, then we will move the mouse and it will spring back into action.”
The years have spawned all sorts of wild, mostly online theories. At the time of writing, I counted nine separate Reddit threads dedicated to the mystery of Peter Bergmann. Some posit he was an intelligence operative, or a gangster on the run from a shadowy organized crime group. Others, that he was trying to claim a life insurance policy for his loved ones.
One even suggests that the whole thing was an elaborate hoax, cooked up by Irish filmmaker Ciaran Cassidy—whose 2013 documentary The Last Days of Peter Bergmann was until recently some of the only media coverage of the case—as some kind of avant-garde comment on our macabre fascination with true crime. I asked Cassidy about this directly on Twitter and he responded a couple of minutes later. “It’s real,” he messaged back. “Welcome to the rabbit hole.”
peter bergmann cigarette
BERGMANN SMOKING A CIGARETTE.
In September 2019 I met Treasa Nealon, writer of A Dream of Dying—a play telling the Bergmann story in reverse, which kickstarted my fascination with the case over three years ago.
It was early evening when we met at Sligo’s Riverside Hotel, and—after much back and forth on Twitter—I could finally ask how she came across the case. Despite growing up in a small town only a few miles from Sligo, Treasa had never heard of Bergmann before she wrote the play; she’d stumbled across him after searching for “unidentified missing people, west coast Ireland,” and had been unable to stop reading. The story seemed to stir something in her, empathy and creativity in equal measure.
“It’s too intrusive to say that ‘I wrote from his perspective.’ You can’t put thoughts in this man’s head,” she said. “But creating the backstory for him painted a picture for me, at least. I hope he had a nice childhood and a good life, though we can’t ever be sure. Everything he left us with is just so sad. To know that you’ve seen the play and it’s sparked something in you makes me happy, because I want him to be identified. Of course people want to know the answer, but he didn’t want to be identified. Maybe he thought no one would care, I don’t know.”
We talked over what we knew of the case. There were the cut up clothes and the ghostly room at the Sligo City Hotel. There was the grainy hotel CCTV footage showing the condemned man making his way to and from his final errands, the substance of which we can still only guess at. There is the documentary and play, as well as all the theories and speculations of the online sleuths, transforming the patchwork of concrete details into an intricate tapestry of conspiracy. Finally, there are those who were left behind, whoever they may be.
When someone is reported missing, we are used to seeing their grieving family and loved ones representing their concerns. Homemade posters are printed, campaigns are organized and coordinated. There will be someone there to carry the heartbreak long after police resources and media interest have run dry.
With Peter Bergmann, there are no loved ones that we know of, and only professionally concerned advocates pressing for answers. Instead of deep memory and grief, we have snatched recollections gleaned from a cluster of chance encounters. The taxi driver who remembers his courteous, softly spoken passenger. The people at the beach, who couldn’t have known they were witnessing the strange figure’s final moments. There are those that believe the initial hunt was aborted too soon. That somewhere, someone must remember or hold the key to his real identity. But despite the ongoing interest—buoyed by a recent Irish Times podcast about the case—Ray Mulderrig told me that no one has ever come forward with anything truly convincing.
“We have a standardized format that we follow for any missing persons investigation,” he explained. “Sometimes people just go missing for a short period of time. There are people who take their own lives in circumstances that mean we never recover the body. We had a missing person from here in 2008 who we suspected might have been murdered. We identified them eight years later with assistance from the Welsh police, through fingerprint technology. Bergmann is unusual. We don’t have a missing persons report and never have. No one has ever come forward to say that this could be my father, brother, or cousin.”
Peter Bergmann, the man who transformed himself into a ghost, is a threat to our expectations of what a missing persons case is supposed to look like. There is an unofficial spectrum that runs from an everyday vanishing, through to the cases that become myth, or are supposed to represent something broader than the sum of their own facts. People go missing all the time, for all manner of reasons. Of course, they may have been taken and come to harm. They may be lost to us forever, having chosen to leave their life behind.
In Sligo, every unsolved case is a matter of the same priority, and there are always several investigations going on at any one point, as Mulderrig explained: “[With a] long-term case like Peter’s, it’s exactly the same [as any other]. There are four of five long-term cases at the moment, including one woman from 2011, which we are treating as a murder inquiry. We go, we search, we look. And in some cases we never find the person.”
peter bergmann sligo
Every hour of every day sees someone reported missing in Ireland, at a rate of around 9,000 reports a year. According to figures compiled in 2015, the average length of time for a person to be officially listed as missing by gardaí is over ten years, while the oldest open case dates back to 1967.
In 2015, it was reported that no one could really say how many unidentified bodies were buried in Ireland or being housed in its morgues. Most missing persons cases are resolved within hours, or days, just as they are in the UK and around the world. The teenage runaway comes home, the vulnerable adult is located, things return to what they were before. But that is no excuse to neglect those who remain lodged out of sight. For every Peter Bergmann who grabs attention and headlines, there is a case like that of the male skull that was recovered at sea in February of 2006. Estimates placed him as between 25 and 45 when he died, and likely of North African descent. The skull had been in the water for less than a year. Interpol was contacted and a DNA profile circulated, though nothing has ever come back and the case remains shrouded in silence.
Peter Bergmann’s story takes all of this and flips it into something that feels both new and strange. We know that he chose it all, from his pseudonym to the place and time of his death. Perhaps his story was an extreme manifestation of taking back control. He was at the end of illness and wanted to die, so he did it, with a rare kind of premeditated thoroughness. There was a death sentence deep in his bones and heart, but the remainder of his time was his and his alone.
Before my second visit to Sligo I’d spoken with Tosh Lavery, an ex-Garda who’d spent 30 years in the Sub-Aqua unit, investigating some of Ireland’s most infamous murders and missing persons cases. Since his retirement at the start of the decade, he has worked with the families of missing people across the country to highlight their plight and drum up interest when it wanes. Tosh is a vocal advocate for the missing and has his own thoughts on Peter Bergmann. Solving the case is a moral issue, just as all missing persons cases are to Tosh. He told me how he much he hates the word “closure,” which crops up so often in any conversation involving the missing, Bergmann included.
“I don’t know what it means when people say that,” he told me over the phone. “Even if we find the person and get to the bottom of their story, it doesn’t mean that it makes up for all the ambiguity that people have had to live through.”
The more I thought about the man who called himself Peter Bergmann, the more I started to doubt the motives for my own search. He had tried to cover his identity so thoroughly that it would never be discovered. The forensic attention to the circumstances of his own death spoke of a man who didn’t want to be remembered, for whatever reason.
Did I, or anyone else, have the right to reject that statement of intent, in the name of curiosity. And what was it that I even hoped to find? Like Tosh, I questioned what closure could mean for Peter Bergmann. Does our urge to know outbid his right to be forgotten? There are many different answers, each with their own partial and unsatisfactory truth. But Peter Bergmann does not stand alone; his story made me think of another 21st century case that had gripped the frenzied attention of online sleuths and baffled law enforcement.
In September of 2001, a 25-year-old man checked into a motel in a village in rural Washington, using the pseudonym Lyle Stevik. His body was discovered several days later, with an immediate verdict of suicide. He had left a note and some petty cash, but had spent great pains obscuring his identity. As the years passed and leads grew cold, a dedicated community mushroomed around his memory, trying to crack the puzzle to a sad, sorry story.
In 2018, there was a breakthrough. DNA analysis led law enforcement to the man’s family, who had lost touch many years before his death. They had thought him alive, and that he had simply cut ties with them and left for a life far away from his beginnings. The family appealed for privacy and the specifics have never been released, at their request.
In my last few hours in Sligo, I did what I told myself I had to do, as I arrived at Rosses Point. It was shaping into a volatile Saturday afternoon. The sky was heavy, but the rain was light enough. I stood for a few minutes and felt my thoughts drift, staring at the whiteness of the water as it bled out into the Atlantic Ocean. I suppose I was trying to wonder what it must have felt like for the man who had called himself Peter Bergmann as he stood here, full of resolution and God knows what else, all those years ago. It was hard to shake what felt like an intruder’s guilt, bearing vigil at the carefully curated site of the unidentified man’s last moments. At a loss, I picked up some sand and let it stupidly flow through my fingers as the sun started to break out from the thick clouds overhead.
We humbly seek for a collaboration to aid in raising funds for the relocation of the Echoeing Hills Orphanage Home which is currently located on the Ashaley Botwe road.
The Orphanage Home has been given a notice to vacate its current location, which had been leased to them for the past 25 years.
They are therefore requesting for funding to enable them relocate by December, 2020.
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Meet The Man Who Impregnated 3 Sisters
In recent times, many things happen all around us that will leave you wondering if this world is really coming to an end or even getting any better, everyday we hear, read and listen to different strange news and events that’s has been occuring and all you get to do is leave your mouth open in shock.
In this article I’ll be telling you about a man who impregnated 3 Biological Sisters. This weird incident actually happened in 2019 where a Kenyan man made waves around, but unfortunately it was not for something quite positive.
This man in question actually impregnated 3 biological sister, begining with the firstborn then to the second born and finally to the third born, he even admitted that he did all of them in the same year of 2019 between the month of January and March.
It should however be noted that the first and the last born have birth to girls, while the second born gve birth to a boy, it that is not surprising enough, you should also know that their parents are happy with what the man actually did.
This whole events seem so unbelievable, that if it was movie it would have made wave and seen a very sound and moral lesson to society but unfortunately it’s real.
This annoying action is very despicable, to the extent that the women involved and their family member are even happy about the whole event and wholeheartedly welcome the stupid development, is probably an enigma that defies all forms of intellectual reasoning of a sane human.
So my dear readers and loyal followes what are your thoughts on this bizarre development? Let’s hear them all in the comment section below, and don’t also forget to like share and follow me for more, thank you for reading.
Member of Parliament for Ayawaso West Wuogon Lydia Seyeram Alhassan has begun processes to curb perennial flooding which affects residents of Westlands and its environs.
The MP whose desire is to end the floods, deployed personnel from the hydrological services department to visit areas mostly affected by the downpour and also assess the drainage systems within such areas.
Head of drainage engineering Seth Kudzordzi who led a team of about 10 men to assess the situation observed that measures have been taken in the past to “desilt or dredge the drains but their efforts have not been successful”.
After a detailed assessment of the situation, he concluded that “the culvert is too small to carry the water discharged, therefore flooding the roads.
Mr. Kudzordzi explained that this new assessment will help to redesign a new culvert to bring an end to the flood, indicating that “once it’s replaced with a culver of adequate size, there won’t be any flooding again.”
The drainage construction according to Mr. Kudzordzi is expected to be completed within 2 months after the contract has been awarded.
The MP Madam Lydia Seyeram Alhassan charged personnel from the hydrological services department to treat the project as an emergency to help bring relief to residents.
Speaking to the media, she rejected claims that the timing of the construction of the drain was for votes in the December 7 polls.
“I have been MP for just two years, this is not the first project I am undertaking. I have constructed roads and other bridges so no one can say I am doing this for votes. They can’t say that”.
She further pointed out that “it is a natural disaster for which a solution must be found.
“It is a must-do project and that’s why I am doing it and not for electoral benefits.
Who is better between Messi and Ronaldo? Luis Figo ends the debate
“Who is the best between Messi and Ronaldo? Like many football players, Luis Figo did not escape this question. Asked by the media Goal on the eternal debate between Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo a time ago, the former player of FC Barcelona and Real Madrid no less legend of the Portuguese selection gave an opinion that he is not the only one to share.
For him, in fact, we must stop comparing the two players and take advantage. He goes even further and declares that these comparisons between these two football monsters are heinous.“I don’t see one better than the other. The comparisons between Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo are odious and there is always someone who loses. I prefer to watch and enjoy his two players as the best of recent years ”,he had declared.
To compare them, he said, we would have to put them in the same and the same conditions.“It is impossible to compare them. You would have to put the two in the same team, in the same position on the pitch and at that point it would be possible to compare them. They will continue to be competitive against each other because they want to be better day after day and when someone is at your level you want to surpass them ”, he added.
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As information transforms into digital format, many businesses are turning towards technology. As this new economy develops, special skills like computer programming and coding are increasing in demand. CEO of CodeWithSharen, top computer programmer and a mother of three, Sharen Eddings, is ahead of the game by establishing a coding lesson specialized for the younger generation, but open for all.“Coding doesn’t only teach you about technicality, but also a lot of other skills such as critical thinking and problem solving,” Eddings stated. When the pandemic hits, Eddings was quick to act as she turns her coding class into a virtual lesson. She developed her own software to give her students the attention and engagement they need, regardless of the digital format. Her students consist of children from grade six and up. Her virtual class would start with an eight to ten-minute typing lesson, followed by an introductory video that walks them through the class schedule and lessons. The course would go on for an hour.
Coding began for Eddings when she was looking for a way to provide her kids with better healthcare and find herself a better career path. This motivation led to her initial contact with computer programming at a local library where she fell in love with it.
“I saw a lot of potential with the subject matter and decided to put what I learned into my resume. Two weeks later, I landed myself a job at a tech company, and it has changed my life ever since,” Eddings claimed, “I had better wages and opportunities and no longer saw the glass ceiling.” She then explained her experience working as a computer programmer as nothing short of remarkable, “Tech companies pay for their employees to think, they would even pay for you to continue your education,” she explained.
“I would brainstorm with my co-workers to solve a coding problem and talk to them about my family at the same time. Everyone knew about my sons and would even ask about them,” she stated, “In the tech world, you’re not merely an employee. You get to keep the role that you have outside of work as a mother, father, sister, or daughter,” she stated.
As a mother of three, Eddings feels the benefit of working in a tech company as they give her flexible working hours and the liberty to work at home. “Freedom” was the word she emphasized when asked to describe what success is as a coder, “If you can control your future in any shape or form, that’s a success. If you’re someone who is looking for a change in lifestyle, this is the job that you’re looking for,” she stated.
Her passion for computer programming pushes her to build her coding program. “I started small with just my son and his classmates four years ago,” Eddings explained, “Then, I started to volunteer in different schools, which soon turned into an after-school program.” Through the program, Eddings taught kids how to read, write, and develop code. “There was a lot of excitement for it! I started with fifteen students, which quickly became twenty-five as they kept on sneaking into my classroom,” she said excitedly, “At some point, I was trying to figure out how to multiply myself because the demand was becoming really high, and that’s when I came up with the virtual online lessons.”
With the pandemic setting in and the growing number of students, Eddings plans to take her virtual lesson to the next level as she seeks funding. “Seeking funding is pretty challenging,” Eddings admits. Even though the tech world appreciates her as a working mother, the investing firms? Not so much. According to a research study in 2019, there’s barely one percent of Black female founders in the tech industry who get approved for funding and grants. “Convincing parents to put their kids through a coding lesson can also be challenging at times. A lot of them think that their kids can’t handle it, which is not true at all,” Eddings argued, “In reality, kids are brilliant, plus, parents can also learn it too with their kids!”
Through Code With Sharen, kids won’t only learn how to code, but also how to expand their creativity. Eddings sets a time for her students to apply their skills into something fun and tangible. “That time is called Free Fridays, and during Free Fridays, students are encouraged to apply what they’ve learned during the week,” Eddings stated. She consistently shows her students the end product that they can work towards out of the knowledge they receive, which could be in the shape and form of web design or game development. “I remember having a student who was able to recreate the user-interface of a bridal website by the end of an after-school program!” Eddings proclaimed, “We want to teach children to become the producers of technology and not only consumers of technology