Seeing Through His Eyes: SMASh Contest—Round 407
On our way back from service that Thursday night, my son suddenly called out, "Mummy, mummy, see the shadow!" It was a shadow of a potted plant, it's long leaves stretching…
On our way back from service that Thursday night, my son suddenly called out, "Mummy, mummy, see the shadow!" It was a shadow of a potted plant, it's long leaves stretching…
While hurrying through the walkway that day at my workplace to submit vital documents for the special kids I care for, a sudden morning light pierced the barred window. It cast a…
One evening on the street of Alawode, I was walking briskly toward the market, my mind busy with what to prepare for the family. Time was not on my side, and my steps reflected…
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