Reflections from Summer 2018. A piece by Sandra C. Bamisile ©
Being Nigerian in Nigeria is something nearly profound. There is a comfort that creeps over my skin. It is almost suffocating how magnificent it feels to be your own person among your own people. It is almost bewildering how ecstatic I am to eat the food of my people by my people, with my people. Continue reading A Person of My People
Featured Poem by Olusola Bamisile (BB). All rights reserved ©
As I journey from one city to another in Nigeria
And recount all the experiences embedded in every moment Continue reading I See Potential
Reflections from Summer 2018. A piece by Sandra C. Bamisile ©
Being Nigerian in Nigeria is something nearly profound. There is a comfort that creeps over my skin. It is almost suffocating how magnificent it feels to be your own person among your own people. It is almost bewildering how ecstatic I am to eat the food of my people by my people, with my people. Continue reading A Person of My People
Written 16.08.18
It’s nothing like you have seen before.
It’s sometimes long and for some grueling.
Throughout the trip, you can feel your heart beating a second faster than usual. Continue reading Road Trip Nigeria
