Achebe Diaries

Achebe Diaries

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No one ever talks about that scarred foot, palms thick as calves, the lost limbs... We don't know just how suffocating the dust really is, fighting a loosing battle with the stench of fear while dancing round legs light and heavy, eager and aching to move. We fail to grasp the weight of the word "Charge!" More words will carry the pain of who that feet, those palms and forgotten limbs belong to, their melancholic tunes will float with the wind, a dirge will hold the sail of their memories steady as the sea walks with a raft carrying the world to the shores of 1971. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction! Any resemblance to real life characters and personalities are purely coincidental.
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Vivian Benjamin you are a rare gem. I don't know what is keeping you back but keep fighting honey you will win one day. this story is dedicated to my sister and every Nigerian out there. we can't kill ourselves ooo but we will keep pushing because we are hustlers. Synopsis: this is an African non-fictional novel where a young girl describes all the sufferings her mother and siblings encountered in their fathers house. marriage supposed to be a Union not a bondage. a place of peace, where home is created not where slaves are been made. Ada watched as her mother went through hell in fear of being called a divorced. she experienced the raw phase of African heritage been biased on female children. the annoying hell broke loose when they all grew up and their mother woke up from slumber and broke the yoke of bondage, assault and abuse and took a walk for once for herself. she didn't let anything hold her back.

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