GOLD IN CANADA
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Ongoing14m
Last published Fri, Jun 9, 2023
"I always wondered why I harbored so much hatred for my country.
I mean I was birthed here, but now...I see why and the hatred has only just began".
ASUU - An association that regulates and control the Academic affairs in federal institutions are known for their consistent strikes when their demands are not met by the FG in Nigeria 🇳🇬.
Putting all Academic procedures on hold.
Wuraola, 17 year old girl from a Conservative family, and currently in her second year- 200 level pursuing her studies in a federal University is suddenly set back when the Academic Staff Union of Universities (ASUU) embarks on an indefinite strike.
Wura has her simple life planned out. Study, get her degree and get married!.
But it's about to turn complicated with the turn of events.
Fun, adventure, thrills and mystery all in one master piece.
Join Wura, as she navigates her life and pull it back on track.
Lots of laughter, love and surprises to be experienced.
"Gold in Canada".
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