Nyansapo’s Morning Signal The first cock crow in Shama District never competed with Nyansapo Radio. Long before 5:00am, Auntie Esi was already sweeping the studio floor, the smell of koko and fried bean cake drifting in from the roadside. Nyansapo wasn’t a big station. No glass towers, no Accra billboards. Just a low building painted gray, with a single mast that bent slightly in the sea wind. But every fisherman, market woman, and trotro driver from Shama Junction to Anlo Beach knew its frequency by heart: 89.9 FM. Nyansapo meant “knot of wisdom” in Twi, and that’s what the station sold — wisdom for business. While other stations played music, Nyansapo played prices. At 6:05am sharp, Uncle Kojo’s voice would crackle through: “Good morning, Shama. Fish prices today: tuna 35 cedis per b