I Only Went in for a Coffee. | Creative Fiction.
I only went in for a coffee, that was it. One cup. Maybe a slice of cake if it looked good. Bus was in what ,forty minutes? Enough time to sip, maybe check my phone. Morning…
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Too Many Subjects, Too Little Skills
Nigeria: The Curriculum Overload From my years in Nigeria’s 6‑3‑3‑4 system, I discovered what many of us experience: classrooms jam‑packed with up to 15 subjects at a time. We…
What I’d Tell Anyone Leaving School Today
Going out of school is entering into a totally new world. You're very much exhilarated, relieved, and maybe with a little echo of fear; honestly, that is normal. One minute…
Raising Resilient Kids
I’ve heard that line so many times: “My children must never go through what I went through.” And on the other side: “They have to suffer small, so they can know life.” Funny…
Fasting without works
Let me tell you a story that didn’t even happen to me, but the moment I heard it, I laughed so hard my stomach hurt(hear say). This one came from a friend who attended a midweek…
The Biscuit Tin Theory of My Life | Creative Nonfiction.
I don’t remember exactly when I started keeping receipts, but it’s been a while. It started small. A few supermarket receipts stuffed into a purse I no longer used. Then came…
The Gift I Didn’t Learn But Couldn’t Ignore
I never learned to write. Nobody sat me down and explained the structure, the conflict, or even pacing. I never ventured into the study of literature. I never curled up with some…
Holding On While Moving forward
Culture for me goes lot beyond the clothing, the greetings, and the food on a plate. It is the rhythm of life passed on through time. How our parents raised us, the origin of our…
AI as My Assistant, Not My Replacement
Here’s my real take on AI I only use AI once in a while because it’s a really good tool one of the best we have seen in this generation. For me, it’s made so much of my life and…
When Love Fades: A Hard Goodbye
I didn’t expect to wake up one day and feel… nothing. There wasn’t some huge fight. No betrayal. Just this quiet, creeping emptiness that settled between us like fog I couldn’t…