O n the surface, it may seem as though nothing has changed. The buckets are still lined up, the tanks still dry, and the thirst, both literal and figurative, still lingers in the air. But beneath this surface of silence and fatigue, a quiet struggle for accountability simmers. Over the years, students have tried to raise their voices, not with violence or revolt, but with dialogue and diplomacy. Student leaders have met with university administrators, penned letters, convened forums, and even opened dialogues with the Ghana Water Company Limited (GWCL). These efforts, though persistent and earnest, have borne no lasting fruit. The pipes remain dry. The promises echo and evaporate. What remains is a mounting frustration. The Students’ Representative Council (SRC), mandated to be the voice and shield of the student body, has repeatedly stepped into the ring. Each SRC administration has inherited this problem like a cursed heirloom, one that weighs heavily ...
Imagine a university campus where every drop of water is treated like liquid gold. Students stand in snaking lines, clutching empty buckets and jerrycans as if they're queuing for an exotic elixir. They hoist these containers like prized treasures, bought at steep prices that eat into their lunch money and allowances. On this campus, each morning starts with a groggy trek to the lone water source on the ground floor, where students gather before the crack of dawn. Those living on the top floors of their halls face an epic journey worthy of myth. They carry gallons of water up narrow staircases, dripping sweat, as their muscles strain under the weight. And when they finally reach the top, there's the ritual of rationing every ounce. Bathing becomes a delicate balancing act of conserving water while trying to get clean. Even washing hands or brushing teeth becomes a meditative practice in water conservation. And forget about laundry day, that’s a monumental effort, some...