I want to tell you about my good friend, Lilian Ifemeludike. We went to secondary school together in Nigeria (St. Louis College, Jos). I don't remember if we were always in the same classroom, but we were in the same class, and as time went on, we got to know each other more. Although Lilian and I were not BFFs, we did know each other well enough. She was always that girl - the one who was obviously open to things beyond her. Young and naive (and listening too much to my boy cousin who in Read More

Growing up, I had a cousin who lived with us in Jos. Well, actually, I had two cousins. But the one I want to talk about today is Nachi. Nachi's dad is my dad's immediate younger brother, and he (Nachi) is two years older than me, so we were pretty much like 5 and 6 when we were younger. Anyway, my dad's clinic wasn't in Jos; it was in Mangu, which was about 45 minutes away from us in Jos, so we were back and forth very frequently. At one point, we were renting a house in Mangu that was a Read More

I told you about my other Black American neighbor, the one I called the witch. She used to live right under us, but she has now moved out. Woo hoo! Now we have a new White neighbor living there and has not complained about noise from our apartment. Across from us, however, we have new Black neighbors. Before them, our neighbors there were a White couple, and I did not know their names. Well, I knew the name of the guy, only because a police detective had come looking for him and had left Read More