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On today's story review of The Thing Around Your Neck by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, we're looking at story 3 titled "A Private Experience". Wow. Just wow. This particular story felt so personal, like I was literally in that tiny dusty store with Chika and the woman. The story follows an experience Chika had when she and her sister, Nnedi, travelled to Kano to visit their aunt. A riot breaks out in the market, chaos erupts, people start running, and in the confusion, Chika loses her sister. Luckily, she encounters a kind Hausa Muslim woman who takes her somewhere safe. What follows is my favourite part of the story. In that tiny store, two strangers from completely different backgrounds spend the night together worrying about the people they love. Chika is worried about Nnedi. The woman is worried about her daughter, Halima, who had gone out hawking earlier that day. There was something beautiful about the bond that formed between them. Just two women sharin...

"Oyibo people are like that, if you do something in a different way, they'll think you're abnormal as though their way was the only possible way." Story 2: IMITATION On today's story review of The Thing Around Your Neck by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, we're looking at story 2 titled Imitation. I really enjoyed the dynamic of the story. It started off with the end. Classic Chimamanda. She takes us through the annoying phone call that completely shatters Nkem as she discovers that her husband, her rich Nigerian husband who lives in Nigeria and only visits her and the kids in suburban Philadelphia for two months in a year, has a mistress. Then the story takes us to the very beginning. How she went from being an ordinary girl to a big man's wife, and how this life once felt like a dream. And how the news of his cheating didn't surprise her as much as I expected it to because she had at some point dated a married men herself.  I really liked the re...

You guyssssssss, I'm doing a daily review of each of the stories in the book The Thing Around Your Neck by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. This book is a collection of 12 short stories, much like the moonlight folktales we read in primary school. Each story, no matter how short, is deeply emotional and easily relatable. Here's what I have to say about Story 1. Story 1: Cell One I loved how descriptive it was. It felt like I could feel the underlying emotions. The story centres around a lecturer's family in Nsukka, particularly their son, Nnamabia, who was the favourite child. He was charming, handsome, popular, and the kind of kid who got away with a lot of things. He wasn't a cultist, but he was arrested alongside some of his cultist friends when they were drinking past curfew, and that's how he ended up in a cell. At first, he didn't seem shaken by the conditions. He played smart, became a favourite among the inmates, and generally appeared to be doing o...

For someone who has been directly affected by this, I will always say there is a thin line between admiration and idolization. Every case of idolization starts off as admiration before gradually transcending into fixation. One of the major side effects of idolizing a person is that you forget they are human too. You forget that they have flaws, that they can be wrong, and that they are capable of making mistakes. This is dangerous because, as I once read somewhere, "When you look up to somebody, you tend to become vulnerable to an extent." It was Eric Guaaga who profoundly said, and I quote: "Don’t put yourself in a position where you are at the mercy of someone else’s intention and they don’t have the capacity to do right by you." This is one of the dangers of making idols out of the people we look up to. The vulnerability that comes with idolization places you in a position where you are at the mercy of another person's intentions. For instance, if Chimamanda ...

I've said this before, and it's really something I think works. Not just for me, but I've seen it play out multiple times. One of the reasons we're able to keep streaks is because consistency helps itself. If I've had a 30 day streak with my best friend, I wouldn't want to end it. So even if I don't feel like showing up one day, the thought that it all disappears if I don't keep it up is enough to make me continue. You get? My roommate was showing me a 200 day streak she has with a friend of hers, and they even have a child together called "Meli." It was so cute and cool. She would seriously not go to bed without sending her streak partner a video because the fact that she has been consistent so far is enough to compel her to keep going, even on days she doesn't feel like it. That's exactly how it was for me two days ago. I had one of the most hectic days ever. I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was sleep. But I hadn...

Today, we are properly ranting. Yes, because I've been angry about something since 8am, and the Bible says you shouldn't let the sun go down on your anger. Hence, I'll let it go in this piece. **** I'm not an angry person. In fact, I'm the kind of person you meet and, on the very first day, we'll relate so well you'd think we've known each other forever. However, you don't want to get on my bad side. My thing is, and I think this should be basic human decency: I won't treat you in a way I don't want you to treat me. I won't speak to you in a manner I can't stand. It's that simple. So this morning, somebody I don't even know replied rudely to a message and suggestion I dropped in our Chemistry practical group chat. I was so pissed because, from where to where? If the response had anything to do with what I said, I would understand. But no. It was completely vague, out of context, and, again, rude. My first thought was, is this ...