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This is a space where I share my muse - thoughts, questions, insights and many more.

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Content curator intern – Centenary Project

I worked as a Content Curator Intern for the Centenary Project at Pan-Atlantic University. There, I curated digital exhibits for the Centenary Project, which were published on the Google Cultural Institute. For context, the Centenary Project was an...

What’s this emotion that I feel?

What’s this emotion that I feel?

I thought I had dealt with these emotions – anger, frustration, jealousy, envy, competitiveness, and other emotions that I can’t even sift through or even have a definition for. Should I blame it on my monthly cycle? At least, research says...

Master Cut

One of the chores I enjoy taking off my husband’s plate once a month is taking our children to the barbershop for a haircut. It has become a first-Sunday-of-the-month evening routine. The barbershop we often visit has a couple of barbers, and...

Fathers

Sunday, June 16, was another day to celebrate Fathers. It’s possible that my opinion is skewed because honestly, I am a spoiled girl when it comes to fathering. I have never at any time been without the loving and tender care of a father(s). ...

2 years on…

Iye, I just wanted you to know that I am doing well. Since you went to be with the Lord, a lot has happened in the family. Amongst many is the addition of two grandchildren to the family tree – one from Sam and the other from Pat. I am sorry...

Who said?

Towards the end of last year, a quiet protest started in the home, “mum, why do we have to eat rice and stew on Sundays?” It was answered with rolled eyeballs the first few times. Finally, I returned the challenge, “yes, you are right, why do we...

Whose mirror are you reflecting?

I won’t shape myself Neither will the world shape me Master, make me Porter, mold I will remain in your hands, Master Porter I will remain in your hands, Master Porter I have been humming this song and searching for the original music but yet to...

Bed time chat with Dee

Bed time chat with Dee

Dee: “Mum, being a parent must be a very difficult job.” Me: Unexpecting such a question, I let out a loud, long laugh. “Why did you say that?” Dee: You and dad are always working, looking after us, taking care of the house…” Me: “You are...

Never let my heart grow cold.

I read that Meta claims to have developed a way to scan the human brain and quickly replicate the images that a person is thinking about, using artificial intelligence. I am curious to see how that works because I think in my mother tongue, shey...

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