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Why I Hate Photographs

I have never understood photographs and why people stand in front of cameras to be taken.  When I was younger, my mom called me and asked me in a serious tone, ‘Do you think you’re going to die?’ I replied in the negative and she asked again, ‘Are you sure nobody is telling you that you will die?’ ‘NO’ I replied.  ‘So why don’t you like taking pictures? Only people who

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Oh Shoot!

*This piece was inspired by and is dedicated to my only recent friend; the deaf and mute assistant tour-guide I met today at Olumo Rock, Abeokuta, Ogun state, who could handle a camera more than most talkatives can.  I couldn’t even have asked you for your name. Thanks for your help today! **** I was born on the 23rd April 1993. I read the diary in which my dad documented

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For Those Who Won’t Go…

I have been shouting ‘Exhibition’ ‘Exhibition’ since… Well, the first day of the exhibition came today and although it’s a week long (and there are other absolutely breathtaking art works at the venue/gallery) I know some people would not still visit.  So, here are the three works I exhibited and their interpretations.  Enjoy! Obinrin-birin    The word ‘Obinrin’ is Yoruba for ‘Woman’. On the finished work in the gallery, I

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Road Trip 2014

So, in line with my ‘Impact Making 2015’, I decided to make a road trip travel to Cote D’ivoire for an AIESEC project. Initially, I was so sure I was going to fly my way there. This was basically because of the fact that any form of road travel depresses me. Even in the campus shuttle in school, I always count the seconds to my destination. And here was a

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Young and Old Students

The Young Students As part of the AMAD project, we got to teach both primary school and secondary school students various subjects. I couldn’t be a part of the primary education project because I was teaching English in the secondary school. However, at night, we would gather together (mostly in the dark) and exchange tales. There was a story about a little boy telling his friend that his (the friend’s)

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Itamapako

Itamapako School Village: Iloti. Town: Ijebu Ode. To be honest, the first time I heard the name of the school, I burst into laughter (although I think I was the only one who found it funny). I continued laughing until our Head Coordinator said, ‘We would not be able to teach the students any academic subjects. The principal asked if we have qualifications in Education and we don’t. So, we

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Village Experience

When you begin to ask your friends to line their buckets up so you’ll help them draw water from the well in the wee hours of the morning with your wrapper across your chest and your towel and sponge draped across your neck, just know that you’re undergoing the village experience. When you brush your teeth at the backyard where a chicken is crowing and somebody in one of the

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Owambe!

I have never been a party person. But lately, circumstances have led me to three different parties in just about three months (I know.. for some people that’s not a lot). These parties have led me to some conclusions – Nigerians are interesting and beautiful people. They spend money. They eat. They give souvenirs. They DANCE! I love Owanbes (Nigerian parties), because you’ll find: Food Food And more food Old

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Inter Mundos

Temi named us. (Temi is the weird Ibadan one).   Because I was curious about what ‘inter mundos’ was, I asked him. And he said something like ‘It means ‘in between worlds’. If we’re in between worlds, then we’re not in this world. Then we’re out of this world’. I wondered why he had to go through all that processing, but I let it pass. That’s Temi for you. He’s a

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MY ESSENTIAL TREMOR

*Hello everyone, this is the first post in the ‘One Pic; a Thousand Stories’ series. The idea is that I take a random picture and try to make a story out of it. However,  mine is just one in a thousand stories that can be made out of the picture. So, if you have another interpretation to the picture, you can send it to me via oadeboro@gmail.com . And i

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