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HIJAB-LIKE

Last week, I watched as my Mum struggled with her scarf. She stood in front of the mirror and tried for the 100th time. I was certain she wasn’t going to give up until she got it right. She kept mumbling about how women in the mosque had laughed at her inability to weave the […]

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EXTRA TIME

written by Oladimeji Olushola It was a very cold morning, Mum had just finished preparing our usual Sunday delicacy, which we never get to taste until after the 6hours marathon church service. So once again, we silently feasted on the aroma and enjoyed the warmth it gave to the room. There was an unusual feel […]