Life With A Deadbeat Dad
1/4 My father was a civil servant – well paid. My mother, although she went to nursing school, was a trader. Growing up, I always wondered what my mom saw …
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Lagos: ‘Coming From Lagos, Ibadan is Perfect.’
I was a UI boy, with both my parents teaching there, although we lived in Bodija. So my major route was Bodija-UI. When my grandmother was alive, I used to …
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HEKIMA: ‘You Are Not the Kind of Person They Are Looking For’
Sometime around July 2007, I had applied to the university Ibadan in my JAMB exam and we were awaiting the University of Ibadan’s response on those selected for the Post-JAMB …
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Abuja: My Life In Ibadan Was Safe
_________________ The best word I can use to describe my life in Ibadan is ‘safe’. My movement was just school and home and not much else. It is interesting that …
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HEKIMA: I Am Not Your Mate!
I used to have this friend with whom I shared so much value and mutual respect. We had been good friends consistently for two years before something happened. What happened? …
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#Sobolation: Against All Odds
“I was born in Ibadan and when I was born, I had no deformity. As I was told by my parents, when it was time to walk, I did and …
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The Story of A Passing
“One day in 2013, after returning from an outing my father fell. I was in Ibadan but the rest of the family was in Gombe. He was taken to the …
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Love In Unexpected Places
I met my husband, Tosin Alo, at God’s Power Church, Liberty Road, Ibadan. I was a member of the choir and also one of the sanctuary cleaners. One day he …
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HEKIMA: Chop & Die Alone Abroad
I spoke with a friend living and schooling in North America recently and he complained how his inbox is filled with messages from guys asking him to send money and …
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Whitehaven, UK
“My first culture shock when I moved to the UK was the whole accent thing and till now, I haven’t got over it. No matter how I speak; it’s either …
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HEKIMA: Parable of the Akara
It was around 8.30pm sometime in September 2011. I had just returned from a meeting and I was dangerously hungry. The closest option for me was a small shop where …
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