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Little Do I Know

I love to learn. At least that’s what I tell myself. Whenever I go for interviews I say with utmost confidence, ‘I am highly receptive to change and I accommodate corrections and instructions freely.’    But two days ago, I met a young man named Ibidapo. Ibidapo is a 16 year old smart-ass who knows …

What We Saw in the Rurals

Today, I remembered one of my visits to a ‘less privileged’ area in Lagos, Nigeria; Makoko.  It’s a slum/fishing village that partially sits on the Lagos Lagoon. It has gone through its own fair share of drama (just like the Ijora Badia community). For instance, the Lagos State government in 2012 gave some of the …

Last Time

Today, I thought about the day my father stopped carrying me. There was that day. He didn’t know that that would be the last day. And I didn’t know either. But after that day, he stopped carrying me. For some reason; he just stopped. He may have thought I was too old to be carried …