-By Immaculata Daikpor
What must I do when this foreign world
is against me?
Take up arms or cover?
Break down or play indifferent?
Yet that may be when I have found my footing on
this map.
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-By Immaculata Daikpor
What must I do when this foreign world
is against me?
Take up arms or cover?
Break down or play indifferent?
Yet that may be when I have found my footing on
this map.
Continue reading
The word ‘fog’ became known to me when I was seven years old, my mother had used the word in a song she had just learnt and was so eager to teach us – my siblings and I. It was a song that had ‘rain’, ‘plain’, ‘fog’ and ‘Spain’ in it and for many days we sang that song, until the craze of a new song died down or was it that we learnt another one? I think the new song was about birds, birdhouse and had coo-coo in it.
We don’t talk about our pain, we are not meant to I am told.
You see we are so many of us,
The young and the old,
The rich and the poor,
She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge. She drove a Ford Explorer and lived in what the same folks would call a mansion.
We Apologize that this post had to be taken down, hopefully to be back up in the future.
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Thank you for coming back to read the final episode of this series BLOOD!
We at Thoughts of a Medstudent hope we have been able to entertain you during these past weeks.
“My name is Akin! Sometimes people dey call me ‘Gateman! Gateman!’ but I like when person call me ‘Akin’, I like am well well”.
Ada, my sister was often called ‘Sunshine’ – actually, only my father and his trusted friend Adeleye called her that. My mother refused to call her Sunshine and always addressed her by her name ‘Adanna’ meaning the first daughter of her father.
Hello Readers,
The past few months have been really busy for me, being in my final year in Medical school has been really crazy, nobody told me it would be like this – so much to read and learn and very little time for myself.
Today on the blog I would be sharing a poem written by Daikpor Immaculata.
After reading this poem, I was certain this was going to replace the short story scheduled to go up today.
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Mother finally left today, never to return. It was not a decision she made on her own, it was more out of compulsion. For months, the strings that gradually pulled her away, held unto her, it wouldn’t let her go, gradually away from us it pulled, until, she was out of sight and gone forever.
I was thirteen when I used the word ‘vagina’ for the first time. Not that I was unaware of the word, but I never thought to use it.
As I placed my red duffle bag in the trunk of the car and assumed a comfortable place in the car to begin what would be a 10 hour journey to Eastern Nigeria, I knew I would be reading “Things Fall Apart”.
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Autism is a neurological disability characterized by severe impairment in verbal communication, difficulty in forming social relationships and presence of compulsively repetitive or ritualistic behaviours such as hand flapping, feet stamping, rocking, etc.
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Many years ago, my response to the question ‘Who do you want to become in future?’ would have been,
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In 2013, I wrote a post titled We’re never slowing down, are we?
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Today is the final day of our Giveaway, I would be announcing the winner of our Dinner Date for Two.
It is our fourth day of Giveaway and today we would be announcing the winner of the Graphic Tee by Awe!
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It is our third day of Giveaway and today we would be announcing the winner of the Dress by Carambola Designz.
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It is our second day of Giveaway and today we would be announcing the winner of the 50% off Suit by Edward. Continue reading