Rayo turned again in her bed and pulled the Ankara bed cover over her legs just in time. She had just prevented a day-old mosquito from landing on her ankle with its proboscis. She closed her eyes and tried to resume her sleep. But something was just not right and she kept on closing and…
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…
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….
“Oh yeah,” Tonia says tiredly, twirling her index finger in a circular motion in the air. Sitting down and doing nothing wasn’t her hobby but it seems that it’s the only thing she has been consistent at in the past few days. “Hmmmn, arrgh, hmm.” The deep groans did not sound as if they were…
Anonymous: Nobody will be giving you money again. Hearty: What are your plans after this BSc? I know God has plans for you. So, have you been thinking about it?Anonymous: (Whispers with a hint of laughter) Yes, I’ve been thinking about it.
If uniqueness was all about the name, you should start wondering why you can find at least ten people with the same name as you in the country where you reside. The only man that God gave the name that is greater than all other names still has namesakes. Look up the internet for a…
While many people had changed their phone ringing tones to “odun nlo sopin o baba rere”, Favour changed hers to “vindicate me oh lord,” an extract from an audio Bible.
Femi woke up earlier than usual and left for the police station. He was disappointed as he couldn’t see his father yet. It was too early in the morning. He went straight to work to face his query. Just like he expected, he was summoned by the manager. He sighed deeply on getting to the…
My Daddy Longlegs resulted from careful journaling and awareness of what was happening within and without. I gave a lot of deep sighs trying to write this review. In my head, impulses of “I have a lot to write on this” kept shooting like stars, and I knew that a dense mass of something in…
Preparing for Life after School After a long day in the Botany final year lab, my seatmate, the Class Rep, turned to me. She asked about my plans for life after school. That discussion wasn’t urgent yet, so we had a pleasant conversation. She had lots of career trajectories: hard and soft skills full ground….
