My trip to Abuja a few years ago was highly rewarding. I found Nigerians to be friendly and felt right at home in the capital city. Getting around the city was very easy with its well-laid out roads. Sustainable water and electricity can be a real challenge in parts of Nigeria though. Generators have since become standard household items and it is quite normal to buy drinking water.Read More
My ethnicity is my identity. There is more to my skin tone and my “foreign accent.” It is the privilege I have to live in two different worlds. I am able to enjoy the benefits of globalisation from the western world and at the same time enjoy the simplicity of my culture. Being African to me is a mind-set. I have a list of rules and beliefs engraved in my mind. A set of rules and beliefs that cannot be altered by external influences. My mother’s voice is my conscious and my family are my examples. Her word goes and going against them is my sin. My family is my identity.Read More
Seeing as we now live in a global village, a few years ago I took it upon myself to also try my hand at globetrotting. If Africa can receive millions of foreign visitors upon its soils year in and year out, I saw no reason why I too could not visit foreign lands to broaden my horizons. I will not mention any specific destination, but I recall that upon embarking on one such voyage, the encumbrances I was faced with began even before I left Africa.
Africa would just not be the same without the age-old tradition of storytelling. Unfortunately for me, I never had the experience of sitting under the stars beside a fire in the evening, listening spellbound to folklores narrated by village elders. The closest I ever came to experiencing something similar was when we had electricity power cuts and used candles for light. Once in a while our parents would then tell us a story or two.