Tag: Growing Up

A Million Years Old

  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 [ … ]


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 [ … ]


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 [ … ]

Circle of Love

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 [ … ]


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. [ … ]


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 [ … ]