You’ve heard that actions speak louder than words, but have you heard that your every action affects at least one other person in a way—a day? What about the friend who needed you for a few minutes? The friend that knew support was a call away? The friend that sucked up pride, shed a few … Continue reading
Author Archives: Hanna-Hope O.
Day 4 – The Burial
The next day we traveled to Isuikwato again. The village: Mgbelu-Umunnekwu. It was the day of the burial of my Grandma Hannah. Preparations galore. From the purple and white decorations to aromatic smell of the savory food; it was very busy in the compound. Yet again, my brother and I found ourselves trying to stay cool … Continue reading
Day 3–The Market
Literally tossed and turned all night. Luckily the heat is so high that I was too dazed to stay awake. The sun was officially up by 7:00am. My aunty made sure I knew that since she opened up the curtains and began making noises. As I untied the bug net from the side of me, … Continue reading
Day 2 — You’re Home
As a young woman who hasn’t been back to Nigeria since 2008, when you finally hear it through the airplane’s speakers that you’ve landed… it’s an indescribable feeling. Now, I just have to get through customs… “You’re our sister so why carry American passport? Eh?” The man behind the desk screamed at me. Still not … Continue reading
Day 1 — The skies
Staring into the tired eyes of the attendant who is sluggishly walking past row after row gifting travelers with newspapers and fake smiles, my mind begins to wander. Being carried away by the unfortunate mixture of long flights, bad breath, and putrid aroma of poop. If you have the option to… don’t ever sit next … Continue reading
The time has come!
“It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear” Long nights on the job, tears racing down my cheeks when i get stuck in my thoughts, and seclusion. I’ve longed for the day that i’d be able to travel outside the country again. Honestly, i think i’ve lost myself somewhere between my routine days and … Continue reading
Easter 2016 — Representing
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Something Different
“What kind of 24 hour fitness doesn’t live up to their name!?” She banged on the door before saving a tear from falling. She briefly thought of her own name, and with a discouraged mind, thought that she herself should’ve been named something else to match her less hopeful situation. She believed in the power … Continue reading
MY Game Changer
May 15th, 2012 “Mommy, can you tell me a couple of your favorite things?” I sat patiently next to your loud oxygen tank waiting for movement, sound, or anything. You spent the next five minutes trying to position your body to face me. I started again, “How about flowers? What is you favorite flower?” In … Continue reading
Lost
My heart was ripped out long ago and put back incorrectly.. Causing me to confuse like with lust, lust with love, and love with everything so wrong. We came together and as you worked on my heart I worked on your everything else. Through your eyes shined curiosity and your touches and kisses infested my … Continue reading
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