Last Sunday In November
It's day 334 of documenting 2025. 31 days to 2026! Happy Sunday! 😊 This is definitely coming on as a late post. But my Sunday was a good one. I went for service and then came back to work on some assignments, which I didn't actually finish 😐 Well, I called my dad and then his friend who I usually call my aunty. She tormented me. (Well, not really...) The thing is, I don't usually speak my native language, Igbo very well. It's largely due to the fact that I was born and brought up in Lagos, a Yoruba speaking state. She knows that, but now that I'm in my home state, she now makes it mandatory that I speak Igbo anytime I can her. Are you kidding me? I really forced it...and then she asked to talk to my roommate. How embarrassing! 🙈 I get her point tho.... And I believe that with time, I'll be speaking my mother tongue fluently. My roommate didn't mind talking to her and after a few minutes of communication, in Igbo...I got back the phone and afte...