My mind chatters just like yours, but not the soft whispers of yours. It wanders into the thorns and bushes of long-forgotten events of my life bruising my sensitivity. It sent disturbing lingering noises down my spine and I felt its every scream. …


Parenting was an easy plight when you don’t have kids. I thought I nailed the parenting business before my kids arrived but I couldn’t be more wrong. It was a long winding tunnel of challenges.

My first girl arrived packed with punches. With extra two weeks overdue, I was induced…


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I went for a job interview at a school not too far from where I live a few years ago. I wanted this job with all my might. The initial interview and the written test were all too easy for me. The last stage was to face the panellists. …


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While driving through the dark cold road leading to my destination that Friday evening, I listened to the shrieking laughter of the presenter on my car transmitter. …


Over the years, I have tried perfecting the game of school shopping but nothing worked. I have kind of gotten used to the comfort of pushing school shopping to the last line at the bottom of my to-do list.

The truth is I don’t enjoy shopping. Well, I mean offline…


I wondered who the caller was when my phone’s ringtone pierced through the air that sunny morning. After the usual pleasantries, my sister went straight to the point. Part of the reason she called was to tell me about the demise of an old auntie and the funeral arrangements.

As…


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There was something about my childhood that I often ponder on: how happy I was. I didn’t know how this worked, food wasn’t in abundance and I didn’t have the luxury my children have today but I had a very happy and fulfilled childhood. I didn’t have a variety to…


…so what’s all the fuss about?

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I came from a culture that treats visitors with respect. We give foreigners in my home country the opportunities to strive. However, I was deluded, absolved with this notion that such practise was common in every part of the world. Oblivious of the fact that every man has his rules.


I sat down to watch one of Disney’s all-time blockbuster Aladdin with the kids. As we watched, a line from the lyric stuck to me. Mind you, this wasn’t my first time seeing Aladdin, but somehow my head wove around the words and I was lost in its powerful hemispheral.


A few days ago, I got fixated on an article, it must have been the topic that got me hooked, I sank deeply in the softness of my pillow savaging the pleasure this good piece offered.

At the end of this article, I became confused. Not because the writing wasn’t…

Sherryfah2

A writer. Healthy Lifestyle Coach. Lives in the U.K.

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