If you’re reading this piece, then you are most likely a staunch internet user. Who for some reason, wasn’t around for BookHub The Event. I would exempt people who couldn’t make it due to proximity issue but I doubt your love for books if you were in Lagos on the 5th of March, and you weren’t at this event. I can only weep at how much bookish fun you just forfeited.
Put aside logic, reasoning and science, do you believe in fairy godmothers or godfathers? I will narrate a tale of my meeting with a fairy godmother whose action will continue to shape my life. I had the privilege of attending the 2016 Ake Book and Arts Festival at Abeokuta. My first book festival.
Around January last year, I picked up this book (the first Nnedi Okorafor piece I read) after having heard good things about her book, Lagoon.
My Lagos Traffic Story: Growing up with my mother, she taught me one mandatory rule and failure to abide by this rule earned me excruciating punishments. ‘Do not concern yourself with matters that do not involve you’. I shudder at the memories of the admonishment I received each time I broke her rule. The most traumatising being the day she hit me across the face in our area, ruining my well-built rep. One Monday morning, we both stepped out of the house on our way to Oshodi. We boarded a bus going to Oshodi and I busied myself with reading from […]
Growing up in a country which, despite its crippling economy, is still a relatively easy place for a woman to inhabit; It was a bit difficult, at first, to understand the feelings of the women in this book.