Adegoke's Accent - Do you think I am racist?

Adegoke's Accent - Do you think I am racist?

Adegoke had spent 4 years in the university, but every time he spoke to me, his accent was noticeable. For someone who had attended University of Ife, you’d think I’d understand everything he said at first instance. To himself, he sounded like Sir Tafawa Balewa speaking to Queen Elizabeth. But to me, he sounded like Djimon Hounsou’s Character in the movie Amistad.

The Love We Don't Talk Enough About ❤️

The Love We Don't Talk Enough About ❤️

Valentine’s Day as we all know is a day when lovers surprise their partners with a special gift or a night out.  But showing love should go beyond two people. Looking at the world in the last 18 months, families have been shattered, loved ones have been separated because of politics.

Are you living your life for validation?🤔

Are you living your life for validation?🤔

Why do most of us live our lives always caring what people might say or think? We have all been guilty at some point in our lives. Some of the decisions we make are just to please the outside world around us. If we didn’t care so much, I bet our lives would be a lot better.

Can we preserve HISTORY in this digital age?

Can we preserve HISTORY in this digital age?

Technology has brought us convenience and information at our fingertips, especially in the turn of the 21st century. Our lives have evolved. These days, access to information is just a click away from you - just type whatever you want to know in the Google search bar and you get barrage of information.

My Struggles with Cancer: My path to healing through honesty✌️

My Struggles with Cancer: My path to healing through honesty✌️

I grew up and I gave passionately to everyone around me. I put all others first: work and school , family, friends, and their happiness first.  I turned a blind eye to those who hurt me and hurt others, yet I would still put those people first. I would never speak my mind in fear of breaching everything I was ever raised to know and in fear of betraying my father’s vision of who I was.