Growing up in my part of the world

If you grew up perfectly in Nigeria, you don’t know what God has done for you. To crown it all, being a girl child…. Parents make you do things with the phrase “…as a girl…” Or “…when you get to your husband’s house…” These phrases in particular totally turn me off. I mean, I’m notContinue reading “Growing up in my part of the world”

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