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Verastic

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Let Me Tell You About My Grandma

Let Me Tell You About My Grandma

Since giving birth to Ada Verastic, grandma has been staying with me. After she came, she was gone for about a week because she had a cold. Grandma can come and go as she pleases because she only lives about 10 minutes away from me. Anyway, she's my only living grandparent, and really, the only one I met because her husband, my grandpa died before my mom even got married, and my paternal grandpa died before I was born (I think). My dad's mom, however, was still alive when I was born, but she Read More

Let Me Tell You About My Black American Neighbor, The Witch

Let Me Tell You About My Black American Neighbor, The Witch

I'm specific in telling you that this is about my Black American neighbor because I have a White American neighbor that I might write about later, if the story gets interesting enough. For now, let me tell you about my Black American neighbor. She appears to be in her early to late forties, and I don't know her name, but I have nicknamed her The Witch. That should give you an idea where this story is going. I can't believe I'm saying this, but she makes me miss Tatiana. Ugh. So, about The Read More

Let Me Tell You About The Nigerian Girl I Met On The Empty Chair

Let Me Tell You About The Nigerian Girl I Met On The Empty Chair

Four days ago, NY Magazine published a post with a powerful picture: a picture of 35 women, all Bill Cosby's accusers and an empty chair. Depending on who is looking at it, the empty chair could mean so many things. It could stand for the woman who is afraid to speak --- or the woman who cannot even speak --- or the woman who is yet to come out with her story. Or something else. First of all, I'm one of the people who was doubtful about the women who accused Bill Cosby of rape. I did not Read More

Let Me Tell You About This Yoruba Girl, Tolu

African Woman - Tolu - Verastic

Firstly, she isn't my neighbor (Kemi is my neighbor). Secondly, I had a mental battle about whether to first tell you about my Oyibo (White, for the non Nigerians) neighbor, Chandler or whether to tell you about my former coworker, Tolu. I chose to tell you about Tolu because I am not done collecting data on my Chandler, and frankly because Tolu's story is much more entertaining. Clearly, I'm only blogging about her today because I have long since stopped working at that job. I don't even Read More

Let Me Tell You About My Yoruba Neighbor, Kemi

My neighbor Kemi

Ehn ehn [in high pitched voice like my mommy], Ndi Yoruba relax, I am not here to disrespect your korshor (culture). So remember my neighbor, Tatiana? Well, she's been gone since 2014, thank God. She was a nuisance. Now, I want to tell you about my Yoruba neighbor, Kemi. I don't know how long she's been my neighbor, and she lives in the building next to mine (no, she didn't take Tatiana's space), but Kemi makes my heart go paulina-paulina. She makes it yori yori. She makes it go kpo kpo di kpo Read More

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