Too Much. Loh289
Sometime last month I was standing in my kitchen at 11pm, eating rice I had cooked at 7pm and forgotten about, replying to a message I should have replied to three days ago, and…
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Seeing Anew.
Mama Chisom had been selling akara at that junction for eleven years, She knew everyone , the danfo driver who always collected change and never returned it, the NEPA man who…
My Reason for Living. LOH 285
My Reason for Living Good evening Ladies, I'm glad to be here after a while. My main reason for living is simple, I am here to fulfill the purpose that God gave me before I was…
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…
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…