It takes a lot more than a T-shirt with empowering words or symbols to convey just how painful the hard-knock reality is, that black people endure on a constant basis. A T-shirt you can take off, heck when it gets dirty you can even wash it, make it clean; pure, crisp again. My skin, not …
Picture-perfect Lagos with its bustling city markets, ear-aching honking of cars in deep traffic, the sweet dense air and ‘honest’ exchanges on the street. Nothing’s changed. Life swept by in a flash whilst in my uncle’s car, except when we arrived at the place which I call home, for a moment everything seemed still. All …
Read moreThe Nurse Without Borders: A Conversation With My Grandfather
Happy New Year! Yes you read that right. We’re almost three months into 2020 and I feel compelled to almost scream it out loud. Why? It’s simple: so much craziness has happened so far that January, February and possibly March won’t count at all. But lets stay hopeful for March. There is still time and …
