As a child growing up in Nigeria, i see the world as a book with so many pages. i might not be the best in class but i did enjoy reading and writing. whenever i read, it whets my literary appetite even though i did not study literature.
for me writing is an expression of my feelings. in the solitude of my writing i explore the deepest of my feelings with my ink. writing gives me much pleasure as drink a chilled apple makes me to unlock the hidden places inside me to discover wisdom and revelations hidden right inside me.
But then, i ask myself, why can't i write for the world to see and read? what else can i give to myself as an answer than to say"GO AHEAD GIRL! BREAK THE JINX! "i can do this" i found touching and inspiring when i read what i write and i say to myself." i'av got this dream and i must live by it"