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Posts tagged with ‘Growing Up’

  • A Million Years Old

    By Kiah on March 22, 2016
      Once upon a time Maimuna would have done anything Baba wanted without batting an eyelid. Once upon a time, a long, long time ago. These days my sister stares at our father with askance when he asks her to do even the smallest things, things she would have once jumped with joy to do. Things like bathing me. “Manu, […]
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  • Resolute

    By Kiah on January 5, 2016
    Happy New Year! Day 5 already and it is looking so good. So many good changes and I can’t help but be excited. This is life; change. We hope for more good ones than bad ones. I had a couple of bad changes entering last year but I am a believer and when my Bible says it is all working […]
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  • Hadiza

    By Kiah on October 10, 2015
    Dear Hadiza, I was at a philharmonic orchestra last night and suddenly, from nowhere, you crossed my mind. It wasn’t my first orchestra. I have been to too many of these things, too many but not enough. I find that this sort of music calms and inspires me so every chance I get to go to one, I go. I […]
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  • Circle of Love

    By Kiah on December 22, 2013
    I have long eyelashes. They curl upwards and are pretty cool so mascara companies don’t get any of my money. 🙂 I got them from my dad. His are even so much better and fuller. This was inspired in part by that and also by my relationship with my mum. Parents are pretty special people. Let us remember to appreciate […]
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  • Blood on my hands

    By Kiah on December 3, 2011
      Most people ask why most my stories are set around Igbo characters…especially as i am a Yoruba girl who has lived 90% of her life in Lagos… I have Chinua Achebe, Cyprian Ekwensi, Elechi Amadi, Buchi Emecheta, Chimamanda Adichie and countless other amazing writers of Igbo origin to thank for that. Their stories, their dedication to creating a better […]
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  • Seasons

    By Kiah on September 18, 2010
    When we were young and played in the sand, we would go to Mazi Mbanu’s house and like little monkeys, climb his udala tree and make away with the fruit. When it wasn’t udala season, we climbed his paw paw trees and gorged ourselves with the orange meat. Our bellies would be distended by the time the our scout sounded […]
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  • Iya

    By Kiah on August 27, 2010
    Every Christmas, we go to the village. We go because Iya spends all year crying over the phone about how we never come to visit. Baba says families should be together during festivities. So we all go even though i find him puttering around with Uncle Sesan’s Staff and stones; he misses his golf. I miss all the coconut girls […]
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