A Letter To My Younger Self

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Dear 15-Year-Old Me,

You’re probably on the phone right now talking to one of your friends and hoping mum’s not listening on the other line. One day you’ll have your own mobile phone – and nothing like the Nokia 3310 that doesn’t even fit in your pocket! 

When school opens in a few weeks time, you’ll be back out in the country with all your friends and classmates. You’re dreading it a little. In fact, every time you get to that first “Chengelo” sign, you get that sinking feeling in your stomach. Continue reading

Are We All Guilty When It Comes To Injustice?

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Usually I’m not a breakfast person but I had decided to get up for breakfast that day. I was at a hotel in Cheltenham and was staying there a few days for work. I walked into the restaurant about 7.30am and as expected, it wasn’t busy. I decided I would sit by the window although it seemed like most people in the room had the same thought before me. All the window seats were taken; all except one which was a small table set up for four. Continue reading

What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?

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What do you want to be when you grow up?

I was probably five or six years old when I first became aware of this question. For a long time, I responded with “I want to be a lawyer” not because I knew anything about the law or was even remotely interested in it. It was more the fact that this response seemed to attract the right amount of approval so I quickly settled on ‘lawyer’ as what I was going to be! Continue reading

Tick, Tock.. Biological Clock

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“You do realise your clock is ticking, right?”

I remember the first time someone reminded me that my biological clock was ticking. She said it in a hushed voice like it was some kind of secret. I looked back at her in the way I had become accustomed to looking at people who prodded at my relationship status, why I didn’t have kids or what I was waiting for.

This brief exchange led me to wonder why it is that women are repeatedly reminded of their tick, tock.. biological clock. Continue reading

So, Where Are You Originally From?!

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So, you’re black.. you’re African.. and you’re female.

It’s a triple discriminatory threat!

It is no secret that racial and gender inequality runs rampant in societies across our world and that racism is alive and thriving. Yes, you may be tired of hearing about racism but whether it’s brazen, systemic or casually slipped into conversation, it is alive and well. Continue reading