Reviews of Wesley Girls High School - Cape Coast

I attended WGHS, popularly known as Gey Hey. I graduated in the year 2004. In short, this school really groomed me to a huge extent into the person I am today. It was there I learned to be a proper young lady, owing to its Victorian style etiquette training such as proper table manners... it was like living in the 'courtesy for boys and girls' book (hahaaaa). I learned to say 'hi/ hello' to every girl I met because failure to do so earned you the' rude' label, which no one wanted. I learned to fold clothes (yes, there is a certain way-complete with colour coding and size arrangement) which I did not know was 'a thing' before going there.

I also got to meet and live with different kinds of girls with different personalities, from diverse walks of life, some of whom I am still in close contact with.
Our teachers were simply excellent; so devoted. I appreciate that more and more when I interact with friends who attended other schools. The teaching and learning method was such that there was structured time we all had to learn, but there was also time for sleep...lots of ... compulsory sleep, which sounds like a weird thing for a school to do until you read about why Finland has probably the best education system in the world.

The school structure was such that there was significant effort to make all girls have an equal life while in school irrespective of socioeconomic background; such as an equal number of 'house clothes', compulsory eating in the dining hall, manual work for all (which was really hard work). Speaking of which, I developed and polished my house cleaning skills such as scrubbing in Gey Hey ...it was also where I got to learn that you could scrub until you were left with the wood [yes, the bristles can actually finish!). I learned the use other 'adjunct scrubbing tools' such as old toothbrushes, steel wool, stones and nails (you can only know their use from one who has been in Gey Hey, hahaha).

It was in Gey Hey discovered the beauty in speaking excellent English...English beyond the average, mundane, normal, correct use of spelling and grammar to the language where you blend together vocabulary and wit, in a beautiful cocktail with a garnish of elegance and class (I am still working on that)...an no, I did not learn this in English class, but from other girls who talked like they were the Queen's ...court ladies.

Then there was the architecture of the school! my, it was beautiful, modelLed after the HMS Excellence and maintained almost impeccably through the very 'haaard' work of the students [yes I remember].

I have other experiences such as life's lessons which I could not have learned anywhere else, such as the unspoken, social class system which despite the best effort of the school structure to flatten into eqality, still hovered and lived among the student body. This was a good thing to learn about because, c'est la vie!

Some myth busters:
We were not waited on hand and foot by maidservants...[we were the help- hahaha]

Yes, we spoke a lot of Ghanaian languages among ourselves, in our dorms so it was not an 'English only' school.

There was no such thing as 'black mock', we simply had great teachers and a good system; studied very hard and had lots of rest to balance with that so we excelled in our final examination

We were never taught to be men haters, domineering, snubs or unsocial [I wonder which subject that would have been]. If you met snubs who happened to be Gey Hey girls, it was a choice they chose to make to be that way, there was no 'Snub 101' course.

Although we were not taught be the CEO of your own company, or 'lookout for the highest position at work and aim for that'. We only saw old girls of the school coming back for Speech day as the femme Fatales of their time, in their own way...as '1st woman this or that', as entrepreneurs, as women of substance making it by working hard and going for their dreams. If that is not a mentorship, I do not know what else it could be. They did not have to even say a word. I remember one old girl who talked with us about life after school; get this, she was a 'stay at home mother', with a masters degree [i think she was considering a second]. All that taught us without the use of words necessarily, to emulate the school statue who was our role model 'Brainy beauty'. No matter what you wanted to be, be the best intellectual at it.

I love my old school and I give it 5 stars!!!