Chudi stood in front of the class and read the piece he wrote. “Write from your heart,” the teacher said. “If I broke your heart, I’m not sorry; I …
I love pickup trucks. Leave it at Hilux because we’ve been taught to be content. So, we love what we can afford. Well, secondhand Hilux pickup trucks. Make sure it’s …
My son, You are no cattle hence we need new names. We need new names. We need new names because “Chibuzor” is the name of the enemy who must not …
My dear boy, Our lives are boring. It is so by design. We were not made to pursue the spectacular. Nonetheless, the spectacular is born from a collection of …
My dear boy, Nations rise and fall; kingdoms come and go. But we must ask ourselves, “Why?” Is it the way of the earth? And if it is, can …
My dear boy, I write these letters to you to show that I am human. Daddy is not some superhero who has it all figured out. Daddy has his …
My dear boy, It has now become commonplace, my attempt, to extrapolate certain ideas which may appear to be of no relevance to your age. Nevertheless, it is intentional. …
My dear boy, There should be a dichotomy between Christian concerts and church praise sessions. The former, at best, should aim to entertain you. Should it achieve this, it …
My dear boy, I write to you to share with you an insight I got while preparing for a lecture at KCMP. I am currently designing a few growth …
My dear boy, Many a time, we ignore the power of storytelling. Heck, that we somewhat live in denial of its varying effects on us further proves that a …