I stood in the blazing sun sweating. The dust flies in my eyes as the SUVs zipped past me. My shirt, wet and sticking to my bare skin from the sweat mixed with the dew of the early morning. I smiled at the motorists as they raced pass me hoping[Read More…]
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Weekend Story: When My Friend Invited Me To His House For Iftar
My friend called me around 5am yesterday. I thought it was a mistake and so I didn’t answer. Then he called again around 7am and this time I answered. “Where are you breaking your fast?” He asked me without even saying hello. Bewildered, I told him I would be home.[Read More…]
Alagi Yorro Jallow: Epitaph: Death Of A Teacher Who Could Not Stop Teaching
I am saddened by the passing of Principal Rev. Willie Carr. Though we had not been in touch for some time, I knew him during my student day as well my sojourn at the Independent days and found him admirably courageous and principled, as well[Read More…]

