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LETTERS FROM HOME

Love Has A Name

Hey guys, Let me tell you a story. It’s the story of the first guy that ‘chyked’ me. I was only 12, about to turn 13 and officially become a proper teenager. His name was Uche (never got to know his surname). He was a relative of my Uncles’ wife and we had all come …

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God or Sugar Dzaddy

I remember when I finished secondary school and wrote entrance examination into the University, I went for a special all night prayer meeting to collect my admission letter from God. I was told that if I prayed long and hard enough, God would have no choice than to give me admission by force. So I …

LETTERS FROM HOME

Stories You Can’t Tell

“Testimony time!” Bolanle was the first to raise her hand as the moderator of the service announced and immediately asked her to proceed to the altar. With her fully glammed face beaming with smiles, she grabbed the microphone: “Brethren, join me and thank the Lord, I just finished my NYSC last month and went for …

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Wash Your Feet

There is this practice in Bible times where if you had a guest, the first thing you offered him was water to wash his feet. This was because their major means of transportation was by foot or using a Camel along the dusty desert roads. So it was pertinent that every visitor received this treat …

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Content or Comfortable?

Growing up, one of the values that was deeply ingrained in us was contentment. My mother taught us to be satisfied with what we had and never compare it with that of the next person. Being the last child who was born when others had borne the brunt of growing up in a low-class African …