But I find it unsettling, and relieving mostly relieving that in my stack of black and white photos, I have realized that while my head guides the kind of person I have become, it is my heart that has kept me Nigerian all these years.
But I find am as wahahla, and e dey relieve more for my sack of black and white fotos, I don realize say while my head guide di kin persin wey I be, nah my heart don dey keep me Nigerian all dis years.