Felicia Edem Attipoe, Ghana’s first female aircraft marshaller on Wednesday, May 11, shared an emotional story of how she fell from “grace to grass” on the first edition of the “My Story series” on the Strong and Sassy show.
She broke down in tears as she recounted how she tasted “Heaven on Earth” in her marriage to an Ambassador but her life changed completely after the marriage hit the rocks. Detailing the events, she indicated that it all began at the age of 28 after she had secured a job at the Kotoka International Airport.
Life before the divorce
“I met this man who gave me Heaven on Earth. He was a politician and we got married when I was 28 years old and that was the best thing that ever happened. He became an ambassador and he exposed me to riches. I didn’t know which car I would use. Today you see me in a car the next day I’m in another one. “I had a seamstress who sew for me alone, all it took me was a phone call, and then she would give me something to wear. I had a wardrobe full of jewellery, cloth – you can’t look me in the eyes twice,” she recounted. In fact, Felicia was drowned in riches and royalty. “I visited countries. I don’t know which country I haven’t been to apart from hell.
I met with queens and kings and dined with them. I sat in a car with a flag and that was me coming because I was a big man’s wife. I received dignitaries – that was my grace. “I have a diplomatic passport. I come to work today, the next three days, I’m in the US. The next week I’m in the UK. I traveled with the First lady. I’m a madam. I had a cook and a butler. I wear a wig once and I don’t wear it again. When you see my wardrobe it’s full of Kente, different colours, different kinds my gold jewellery to go with it. I had someone who does the gold jewellery for me, brings them and I buy them. People rushed to me with their items for me to purchase and that was the kind of life I lived,” she recalled.
Then about eight years later, Felicia lost her marriage. She lost the honour and the life of privilege and things became tough.
Life after the divorce
“The marriage didn’t work. I enjoyed it [the luxurious life] but I wasn’t happy. I walked out of the marriage because the emotional abuse was too much and I needed to be alive for my son,” she said. “My husband was my world I didn’t plan for the future. Then everything crashed down just like that, within a twinkle of an eye, I lost everything – my home, the cars – I walked away with nothing. I was on the street. I lost the cars and I had to now take ‘trotro.’ When I sit in trotro I bow down as if someone knew me and would be able to recognise me,” she recalled. She was hungry, because, she walked away with nothing. She was also no longer working at the airport. Left with nothing and no choice since she didn’t prepare [saved] for a rainy day, she went to live with her cousin with her son. “I had to come to Ghana because my marriage had broken down so we moved in with my cousin.
She had a two-bedroom apartment – she slept in one room and her kids in the other so I had to sleep in the hall with my son.”
Restoration
Later, Felicia gathered some money and rented an apartment. Then the next thing on her mind was to get a job to be able to raise some money to cater for her needs and that of her son. “I managed to get a two-bedroom apartment at Tema and that is where I started life again. Life there wasn’t easy. I didn’t have my job then so I was trying to plead with them to take me back, but I had to wait for a while. Along the line, I was very hungry [because] I didn’t plan for a rainy day when I got married and that was a mistake I made. I decided to do business and I decided to sell ‘koko’ [porridge].”
She went back to her former workplace. This time, not as an aviation worker but, a koko seller. “I didn’t have my job. So I was trying to plead with them to take me back but I had to wait for a while. Then I was hungry. I didn’t plan. All the money I had I never saved. I was married to a big man and he was giving me everything so I never saved. It was my brother who gave me ₵ 200 then I started the business and I was selling it to my colleagues at the airport.”
Going back to her colleagues seemed like a nightmare. Fears of being mocked by her colleagues began to torment her “what would I tell them, that I lost my marriage? Ei!” However, this would not deter her from pursuing her new trade, after all, she needed to survive. So she faced her fears and decided to start the business.
“My friends used to send me to buy porridge for them each time I visited to check on my letter to return to work, then I thought: ‘why not prepare the porridge and come and sell to them instead?’ So I made koko, tom brown, and other breakfast meals to sell to them. They were astonished to see me. Everyone was wondering where my car was. I always told them it was at the workshop. Others teased: ‘a diplomat’s wife selling porridge,” but I just carried on.” Felicia was finding her feet once again with her new trade at the airport but one day, hell broke loose. She broke down in tears as she recounted this moment.“You know at the airport, you can’t be selling at the premises, so I sometimes gave the men [task force] at post some of the porridge so they would permit me to continue with my trade. And one day, I went to sell there and the task force person in charge seized everything. So I went to my former boss who suggested I take it to the terminal.“Then another day I got there and our HR Manager who was a Reverend came in. Right in front of everyone, he humiliated me. He embarrassed me, yelling at me to the point where I broke down and cried. To date, I haven’t been able to forget about it. I just broke down and cried. I was screaming,” she said.
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