I panicked because I wondered what future potential employers might think. I worried if any of my past students were reading the blog and what their reactions would be. I thought of old classmates who were now following me on FB and their words. Above all, I kept thinking about my U.S.-based family (as well as some Ghana-based ones) and what their reactions would be. Would they stop talking to me? Would my mother get the flack for her daughter?
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What would this world be like if people could be all of themselves with the people who matter the most to them?
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Amakka- Part II
“Dinner was great, huh ladies?” Ranni asked the next morning as we walked to class. “I like the new student!” I declared emphatically. “Correction, prospective student! And of course you would!” Chinukwe retorted. “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked searching their faces as they both pretended to find another subject of concern at … Continue reading Amakka- Part II
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She was a first year PhD student from another school a few miles away in Nsukka, who was considering transferring to my school in Enugu. I flashed my award-winning smile at her and pulled out a chair for her at the table my friend, Chinukwe, and I were seated at. "Welcome." I said. Chinukwe, quite … Continue reading Amakka-Part I
Musings of An African Woman 