My ASD Story My son bit a girl in his class the other day. However what was so sad about the incident is not the biting but the series of events that happened after. You see he has a shadow that sits in class with him and two class teachers assigned to his class but for some reason no one…
This is the exact amount of money that Amaka’s love ended up costing. Day in, day out, Amaka had been going on blogs and websites and picking up books like “How to become the woman he wants” and “Tricks of Staying in Love” and they all seemed to say the same thing. Then one day, she stumbled on this piece…
Life Of A Warrior: Part One I remember growing up and having to deal with the certain uncertainty; I had visited several hospitals and had the same test result – but I still didn’t stop getting ill. That doubt messed with me a lot and sometimes made me wonder if my genotype wasn’t really what they said it was. You…
My ASD Story Every Christmas is spent at grandma’s house. It is usually an open-house style with caterers, drinks everywhere, the music a little too loud and adults talking loudly over each other having heated discussion about one thing or the other. Usually with about 100 guest ranging from babies to toddlers, young adults and the older folks. Last Christmas…
A girl walks home alone at night. She has just had a nice time with her friends at the pub. They joked about the fact that she decided to leave her house after such a long time. You see, this girl is an indoor person. A girl walks home alone at night. Her friends tried to warn her against it.…
My parents don’t understand why I hate Sunday school. Why my smile becomes a frown when the children have to leave the adults so you can teach us the way of the scripture. They don’t know you are the reason uncle Benji. They don’t know it’s you. I told mummy about it. I told her that the day she sent…
