Dearest Gentle Reader, Season’s greetings 🤍 If I’m being honest, I didn’t keep all the promises I made to myself and to you guys in January 2025🥺. And for a long time, that bothered me a whole lot. But looking back now, I understand why. Last year needed me to pause, to learn, to unlearn, and to grow, and I’m grateful for every part of it. One of the biggest lessons came from choosing a career path. As a Microbiology graduate who genuinely enjoyed every aspect of the course (weirdly so), deciding what direction to take wasn’t easy. I felt pulled in many directions, unsure of where I truly belonged. Eventually, I ran back to God for clarity and slowly, things began to align. That clarity led me to academic writing. It was something I had always been interested in but never quite knew how to begin. When I finally took the leap, it was challenging, exciting, and deeply fulfilling. I’m incredibly grateful to everyone who referred me, trusted my work, and supported my journey. Thank you f...
Some years back, my mom and I were walking through our area one afternoon when we came across two kids—a boy and a girl—fighting aggressively. The boy was clearly stronger, and he was beating the girl so badly that my mom had to step in and separate them. After breaking up the fight, my mom, visibly upset, decided to ask what had caused it. The boy, still defensive, answered, “We’re playing mummy and daddy, ma ( like the usual papa and mama)” My mom and I froze, confused horrified and visibly shaken cuz howwwww. She asked why he was beating the girl if they were just “playing.” Without hesitation, he said, “That’s how daddy beats mummy.” I’ll never forget that moment. It was heartbreaking, I was pained, pissed and angry not just because of what the boy said, but because of what it revealed: the impact of what children and the younger generations see and absorb from the world around them. Children are like sponges—they soak up ...