I met Muhammad Ali as a youngster when Achimota School was chosen as one of the schools to be honoured by his visit.

Classes were stopped for two to three hours. We met the champion and his team in the Assembly Hall, where he recited some of his poems. Then virtually the whole school gathered around him for a group photograph.

Ali's visit electrified the school compound. The next day was an exeat day and when I heard he was staying at the Ambassador Hotel on the very floor my mother was in charge of, I went there with one of my friends and we called on her to take us back to him.

We spent about half an hour with Ali and his friends. He was eating ice cream and could hardly sit still but kept shadowboxing in the room.

Ali stimulated political consciousness. He sparked positive defiance. While his actions and words lifted the bar of political defiance, his unique combination of brash confidence and humility taught us the beauty, peace and strength in being true to ourselves.

He taught us to be bold and fearless in our fight for what was just. I learned from him to audaciously set my own standards. Muhammad Ali was the undying inspiration to so many of us. He epitomised the finest and the best of our generation, the pride of our time.

Ali fought battles in city rings

And a 'jungle' of his choosing

Loyal to his convictions

At the pinnacle of achievement

He paid a heavy price

For defying the establishment

He raised himself again to extraordinary heights

His battles were our battles

His loss was our loss
And his victory was our victory