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The sun was still out that afternoon as my friends and I walked to the stream. Many indigenous sons and daughters who lived outside of the village had returned. Preparations had been made for the celebration. My friends and I were excited as we had fully mastered our dance routine.
It was the eve of the New Yam Festival. There were still a few hours until my friends and I would each be in our various homes, each girl seated on a lower surface between her mother's legs, with her head
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Jay", I greeted the woman Emu had introduced as her mother, not her sister as I had initially thought. I saw the resemblance, and I could tell that the woman was certainly older. But Emu's mother?
"Hello darling". She patted my upper arm. "Please call me Yeye. Everyone does. How are you?"
"I am fine, thank you ma".
"Please feel at home. Thank you for coming". It was apparent that she was not just playing the role of the perfect
Of all of the countries I could have chosen, of all the schools in the country, I had to choose that? Some of my siblings thought I had to be eccentric. See, I just wanted adventure. I wanted to experience other parts of the country that I had read about in books. I wanted to see the beautiful gorges which years of excavation birthed, never mind the upset to the ecosystem that must have come with it. Luckily for me, my parents were supportive. The night before I was to leave, father sat me down
I feel for all the students that had to witness this tragedy. Saying how troubling this is will be understating the obvious. In an elementary school, and coming on the heels of the Oregon shooting? Is this the new norm in the US of A? This copy-cattism might just be a good argument for home schooling and teleworking.
(CNN) -- Nearly 20 people died Friday in a school shooting in Newtown Connecticut, a law enforcement source with knowledge of the investigation told CNN.
Reading the thread about the overwhelming percentage of women being materialistic, I decided to share the story of Bayesheri.
They say lightning never strikes the same place twice, but this neighborhood of Surulere defied the cliché. Lightning did not just strike the same place a second time, its second strike occurred less than a month from its first (You might remember...).
Working with Chief Inuire was a pleasure for Bayesheri. Aside from his displeasure at having to
Updated Mar 21, 2013 at 01:11 AM by Anike