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My Smile Just Died…

My Smile Just Died…

My story began in 1983. I was the child of a single dad. My father was an extremely talented man, a pianist who had turned that into his profession. We were spending a few days a one of his friends homes and there were get-togethers and parties every other day. The...
My anger gave me the courage…

My anger gave me the courage…

There have been numerous occasions when I was touched inappropriately when going to school even as a child. I was groped by a passerby going on a bicycle at the age of 13.I felt this embarrassing but didn’t share these experiences with my parents. Slowly it...
I so vividly remember…

I so vividly remember…

I was waiting on the compound pavement near our building for the school bus, sitting down as my school bag felt as heavy as a labourer’s cement bag. My water bottle sling hanging sideways. That’s when I noticed the expressions. A man across the road who was there all...
His eager face…

His eager face…

We were young, us cousins. I was the youngest of the girls. I remember this uncle who used to live in one of the outhouses. I remember that eager look on his face when he asked us to sit on his lap. You could see the excitement in his eyes. We children instinctively...
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