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To prepare for Part 2, let’s recap the key events.
In Part 1, Wapipi Jay Esewani arrives at Kotoka International Airport expecting a relaxing holiday visiting his eccentric Uncle Kwame. Instead, he is immediately thrown into a mystery involving a stolen ceremonial sword from the Manhyia Palace.
Key moments from Part 1:
That brings us to Part 2.
Because the series is partially funded by a Ghanaian literacy grant, physical copies of Part 2 are available for free borrowing at the George Padmore Research Library in Accra and the Bureau of Ghana Languages in Kumasi. If you are in Ghana, you can walk in and read it on-site for free. ghana adventures of wapipi jay esewani part 2 free
Inside a glowing cavern sat a giant spider named Ananse the Elder. He had no hands—only eight legs, which he tapped on web strings like a harp.
“I hid the Golden Drum,” he said, “because the chief’s son beat it without respect. It is not a toy. It is the heartbeat of the forest. To return it, you must give me something more valuable than gold.”
Wapipi offered her sankofa seed.
Ananse’s eyes widened. “A seed of memory? Child, this contains your grandmother’s first laugh, your first step, and the taste of kenkey from your mother’s hands. Are you sure?”
She nodded. “The forest needs its heartbeat more than I need my memories.” The author is currently running a marketing campaign
Ananse smiled. “Then you already understand. The seed is yours to keep. The drum is already returned.”
Adwene gasped. “The black star is the Black Star Square in Accra. But white volcano? There’s no volcano in Ghana.”
Wapipi remembered her grandmother’s stories: “The ‘white volcano’ is the salt mine at Songor Lagoon. Salt is white earth that ‘erupts’ when harvested.”
They raced south. At the lagoon, local salt miners taught Wapipi how to rake salt without breaking the crystals. At midnight, a black star-shaped stone reflected the moonlight. Under it, she found a small fontomfrom drum.
Instead of beating it, she danced backwards—left foot, right foot, hop, spin. That brings us to Part 2
The ground split open.
Wapipi Jay Esewani, a curious and clever 10-year-old from Accra, discovered a mysterious talking snail named Naa Tso in her grandmother’s garden. The snail gave her a glowing sankofa seed and told her that the Golden Drum of the Ashanti Kingdom had fallen silent. Without its beat, the spirits of the forests were fading. Part 1 ended with Wapipi boarding a trotro to Kumasi, the seed glowing brighter in her pocket.
The lizard, named Adwene (meaning “thought” in Twi), led her to two massive boulders called The Umbrella Rocks. They leaned together like two chiefs in secret council.
When Wapipi pressed her ear to the stone, she heard a whisper:
“The Golden Drum was not stolen… it was hidden by the one who fears rhythm. Find the drummer without hands.”
Confused, she asked, “How can someone drum without hands?”
Adwene flicked his tail. “You’ll understand at the Kente weavers’ village.”