They all seem to have the same stories to tell..poverty, forced into it, lack of funds. That’s the same fate thousands of street children in Ghana are facing now.
I desired to touch the sky, hear the unseen, feel a stone, and smell a sound… I was an ordinary child, with odd dreams.
Riding home the other day on a strip of the Lagos-Ibadan Expressway, the pain of one young man made me cry.
An invisible boy lies on a main street in Cartagena.
The first woman I would like to interview is an administrator here at Obafemi Awolowo University.She founded an organization to tackle issues of rape and sexual harassment.