The ‘Untameable’ Ones Among Us

The pastor never closed the program on time. On the day he said he'd close by 10am, he closed it by 12 noon, and the next day, he closed it by 2pm. So the day after the next, my sister went to church with a lunch box full of boiled yams and stew. People thought the smell of yam and stew was the 'Holy spirit' announcing his presence in a 'Nigerian way'. 

My Mother’s Daughter, My Father’s Son And My Husband’s Wife

My mother's daughter is two years younger than I am. Taller than I am. And more of a wife material than I am. She cooks, she cleans, she's submissive. It doesn't matter the 'other' life that she has, as far as she conceals it perfectly well, then she'll always be the model daughter. I can't pretend to be what I'm not...