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Apr 13 min read

MY PLAYFUL CHILDHOOD

I once told my friend that I was sad on Christmas eve despite the festivity because I accidentally broke my father's coffee mug. She...

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Mar 202 min read

My childhood game memories and lessons I learnt

As a child, I was all over the village and I loved to play a lot. Given the fact that I was the last girl, it was an advantage to me to...

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Mar 92 min read

The Good Old Days.

Growing up, every minute of every single day was time to play. Not because we did not have chores, but because no one could stand between...

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Mar 62 min read

“Kwepena”, the art of life

“Denise…Denise please come home its 7pm. It’s shower time”, yelled my mother who had just returned from her day’s errands. “Just one more...

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Mar 22 min read

My Western Childhood

In Africa, it is best for a child to grow up around or with their tribe or ethnicity, but that fell on deaf ears in my family and little...

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Feb 154 min read

THE GOLDEN TIMES.

I miss childhood and how we would always have a lot fun. it wouldn't be based on size or looks but instead of how fast you could run, be...

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Jan 242 min read

The one where I wished I had friends.

I am an only child. Well at least to my biological parents. My parents had me when they were still kids themselves and because of this, I...

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Sep 25, 20233 min read

Play, A Path To Wholeness.

In a world often defined by its frenetic pace, relentless demands, and the weight of daily stressors, it's easy to overlook the...

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