I read a story this morning on Facebook about a Nigerian lady who left Nigeria for the United States through the Green Card Scheme. Prior to her Diaspora experience, she was a successful trader in Nigeria. However, her expectations of a beautiful America flowing with milk and honey were not met upon arrival.
She was shocked that there were no provisions of work by the US Government. She thought with the Green Card, the Government provides you housing and work upon arrival. But to her dismay, there was nothing of such. She ended up working in a fast food eatery for 3 years with a meager paycheck that was barely enough to sustain her. Continue reading →
My summer vacation this year was eventful and quite exciting. It was weeks of absolute bliss with friends and family members. I spent quality time in great company. I mean never to be forgotten moments with some amazing people. These are people I could call true friends. People I could call family. People who would open the doors of their homes any time I knocked. They are friends who would offer me food without minding if I brought them tubers of yams or basins of Garri. These are friends who turned sisters and who eventually became family. You know that saying – family does not have to be by blood alone. Continue reading →
I was in for a huge surprise in July when I stumbled on Yellow Yams in a grocery store in New York. To say that I was surprised is an understatement. I stood at the store, making a big spectacle of my findings that morning.