Tag Archives: #SYL

It was a cold October evening. I walked home, slightly shivering in my threadbare school uniform. As I got to the front steps, I met the scariest sight I had ever seen. Mum was huddled by the door, crying profusely, surrounded by all our worldly possessions. I was shocked. What had happened? I had never seen mum cry before. Not ...

January 23, 2014. Imagine Lekki. Now imagine those square posh condos at the edge of town, just off the road not fifty feet from the towering billboards that say “welcome to Lekki”. Good. That’s not where we’re going. Now, you know those places you can’t get to by taxi, on your way to which you have to stop a mile ...

“Ene! Sheriff is throwing our things out. He came this morning to ask for the balance of last year’s rent but daddy did not have any money on him…please do something.” I was on my way to the gym that Friday morning when the distressed voice of my youngest brother told me of the embarrassing situation my family was going ...