I am running late to work today, for some reason, my alarm didn’t notify me. As I stand at the bus stop, I contemplate between taking a motorcycle to work or braving the traffic. I chose the latter, as I see a bus conductor shouting the fare at a cheaper rate. Like the proper Lagos girl I am, I clutch my bag properly and fight my way onto the bus.
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It was one of those days, I wanted to be the neighbourhood girl. My braids were old, I was wearing a loose fitting gown with black pantyhose. I was standing eating ice cream as I waited for my movie ticket. Then I saw him, the former love of my life, as he walked towards me. I quickly dived into my bag to get my sunglasses. As I wore them and looked up, he was standing in front of me.
“You are as beautiful as you have always been”, he said.
My ice cream fell off my hands and he bent to try to retrieve the mess.
“I will have to get you another”. He smiled coyly, “I know your favourite flavour and toppings”.
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I’m writing this with so much happiness. A while ago I had an idea to share positive true stories of African and Black women to encourage others like us, to give the world the much needed inspirational stories than the negative stereotypes being reinforced about us. So I messaged Zodidi and Lesheni and together we formed a team with Camila and Laksana to present this e-book of strength titled Nguvu. It features resilient and beautiful women who achieved despite all odds. For more please read below.
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Nguvu is the Swahili word for strength. The e-book is to celebrate the strength and resilience of the African woman. It will feature diverse stories from young African women about their achievements. Just 300 to 400 words detailing how they have turned managed turbulence to triumph despite all odds.
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The silent book party is a time and place where book lovers come to read, discuss and barter books. The organizers Lade Tawak and Denike Sheriff came up with the idea to create an opportunity for people to read in a quiet and convenient place because most times people complain that they don’t have time to read. Even book lovers who have one million books on their to read list.
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Th e first time it happened, I was eight and it was two weeks after the elaborate eighth birthday party I had. He came into my room while I was doing my assignment and asked me to lie down. It hurt, like the way it hurts when my mother hits the iron spoon on my head for misbehaving. It was hurting after he was done, even when he asked me to clean up, even when my mother came home and I told her I fell down because brother Paul had told me not to tell her, that I would go to hell if I did. And I didn’t want to go to hell. The thought of fire burning my skin was too horrifying.
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When people ask me what I do for fun, I always list reading. Keep in mind that the others do not exceed five and they are seemingly boring things. I love books or should I say storytelling. I have been reading as far back as I can remember and I have been writing stories since 7 (a story for another day).
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When I was given a scholarship to the Primrose College, my mother gave a very long testimony dragging her “Hallelujah” so that it became “haaaaaaaleeeeeeeluuuuuuuu…..yah”. She had tears in her eyes and said she could see me leading the family out of poverty. After all, 2000 children wrote the qualifying examination, is it ordinary that the daughter of a fish seller would be chosen among the needed 10.
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I watched the film before reading the book, and when I discovered that it was adapted from a book I couldn’t wait to read the book. I have this thing with adapted movies, after watching the film, I still go back to read the book if I haven’t read it before watching the film. Only then can I be truly satisfied.
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The big 3 zero, when you can confidently say “grown woman” and flip your hair proudly. While I’m not 30 yet, allow me to write this from the perspective of a 30-year-old woman named Lola. If Lola, isn’t okay, we can change it… Lola is? Good! Now, allow Lola to tell you her story about being a spinster above 30.
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