October 15th, salt on the African wound

It was a somber day on the streets of Ougadogou, 1987 as I walked besides the meeting hall building. The well known Peugeot 205 vehicle that I had awaited all day had just arrived. The man that stepped out was the revolutionary president, Thomas Sankara. How can you be sure that I was there? Well … Continue reading October 15th, salt on the African wound

These three social media accounts

They were supposed to be four social media accounts but I have learnt to give myself simple realistic targets in the fight against 'blogging reluctancy' (borrowed from mables) . In other words I'm going to write like I'm aiming for average and hopefully in the process, score a hole in one. I know that I … Continue reading These three social media accounts