Diary of a Naija Kopa (12)

My father passed while I was still a baby, so growing up, I barely called anyone daddy. As simple as it looks, calling someone daddy used to be a difficult thing for me to do. However, hearing my foster father answer whenever I say "dad" makes me feel something I can't describe. My foster mum … Continue reading Diary of a Naija Kopa (12)

Diary of a Naija Kopa (10)

I think the whole of my service is a play out of "My tomorrow must be greater than today." There has never been a better yesterday for me, and that alone is something to be grateful for.July was a very good month for me, but August was even better! When I was posted to Oyo … Continue reading Diary of a Naija Kopa (10)