Seventeen years ago I left Ibadan, Nigeria, and moved to Laurel, Maryland. While I was happy to join my husband, about 8692 kilometers separated me from my first family. It made for a hard adjustment. My thoughts often went to my maternal grandmother, Mrs. Olufunke Mary Adedipe. I called her Mama. As her oldest grandchild,
This week, I made a guest appearance on Unoma Nwankwor’s blog as part of a series titled Flashlight Moments In The Dark. Read the opening paragraph and click on the link for the rest. Have a great day. “My name is Yejide Kilanko. I’m a writer. I still smile at my computer screen whenever I type those
Your life stopped one day. It was halted by the telephone call received in the middle of a frenzied evening. You had just asked your rambunctious children not to throw Lego pieces at each other as you held an internal debate over what to cook for supper. As you listened to the grave voice on the other
Seated at his desk, Freddy looked up at the crackle from the PA system. He hoped it was the announcement he’d been waiting for. Dinah’s cheery voice filled the room. “Ho Ho Ho. If you got tickets for the Extra Merry Christmas Bonanza please come down to the front meeting room. Draws start in ten