Dear Ma, I was twenty when I found your voice on radio, Irin Ajo Eda on Raze FM. I still remember the rhythm of your laughter that floated between adverts, the pauses that carried more truth than words. You lived up to your name: Adetayo, obinrin ti n b’afefe rin, the woman who soars with…
If you’re just joining us, here’s what you missed in Part 1 of “My Hormones Are Betraying Me“: After a brutal heartbreak with a narcissist, Ada built walls around her heart. As a young woman in Abuja navigating the modern Christian dating scene, her feminist views now clash with patriarchal expectations, especially from the church….
My Hormones are betraying me The air in the newsroom was cool, almost cold, a sharp contrast to the scorching Abuja sun beating against the glass exterior. Ada scrolled through another pitch about “godly wife material,” her thumb pressing down on the mouse like she was crushing a scorpion. Half a year since she’d extricated…
Grace, a 32-year-old Nigerian banker, walked away from her megachurch after betrayal. This is how she found God again—through an orphanage, a humble chapel, and a resilient efirin plant.
Dear Ma, I was twenty when I found your voice on radio, Irin Ajo Eda on Raze FM. I still remember the rhythm of your laughter that floated between adverts, the pauses that carried more truth than words. You lived up to your name: Adetayo, obinrin ti n b’afefe rin, the woman who soars with…
If you’re just joining us, here’s what you missed in Part 1 of “My Hormones Are Betraying Me“: After a brutal heartbreak with a narcissist, Ada built walls around her heart. As a young woman in Abuja navigating the modern Christian dating scene, her feminist views now clash with patriarchal expectations, especially from the church….
My Hormones are betraying me The air in the newsroom was cool, almost cold, a sharp contrast to the scorching Abuja sun beating against the glass exterior. Ada scrolled through another pitch about “godly wife material,” her thumb pressing down on the mouse like she was crushing a scorpion. Half a year since she’d extricated…
Grace, a 32-year-old Nigerian banker, walked away from her megachurch after betrayal. This is how she found God again—through an orphanage, a humble chapel, and a resilient efirin plant.
IN ANOTHER MAN’S LAND EPISODE 5 Previously on IN ANOTHER MAN’S LAND On the bike, your heart kept pounding. You had wanted a little bit of adventure and this was it. Everything happening looked like a pre-kidnap situation. Aunty Faith was no longer talking to you on the bike and she felt a little bigger…
In Another Man’s Land (Episode 4) Faith is a class teacher at the school where you work. Tall, huge and dark-complexioned, she looked like she could farm. Farm work and class teaching were hardly similar. One had ignorant people look at you like you ate humus for dinner, the other had people call you aunty…
In Another Man’s Land (Episode 3) Mondays were made to be hellish for the working class. The unarmed forces of the NYSC were not excluded, especially those who got to act as teachers. The first day Linda stepped into the joint primary 3 A and B class, she had been ushered in by the bald…
Follow-up and Disappointment are 5 & 6 Previously on IN ANOTHER MANS LAND “He no go go anywhere!” One of the other men under the tent interjected strongly. I gave him the “so you were listening” look. “Na him be the head of the oracle in his village, he cannot do what he is saying.”…
The Introduction (Episode One) White chalk residue still on my hands, I return home, tired from my class teacher job. I had beaten those troublesome pupils with my last ounce of energy. I try to get two hours of sleep. Evangelism is by 4 pm. I’ve not had any experience of that in this highly…
Have you ever had a knot in your chest that you cannot make head or tail of? Or you know you are badly in need of solitude. Or you have ideas in your head that you need to make into a concrete plan. You might just need to ask yourself some right questions that would…
