I teach now by Zoom.

ByMoyo Okediji

I teach now by Zoom.

It feels weird to sit in the studio, talking to a screen, wondering if you are not crazy.

The computer tells me the names of everybody logged into the class, listening and watching me.

But who else is with them, also watching and listening? How far will the recording of the session travel?

And it takes a measure of faith to believe in all this technology. But what else is there to believe in, if not the technology?

Sometimes I wonder if I’m actually still alive.

Or am I just a Facebook invention?

But I believe I am alive, so I must be alive.

Good morning, my friends. I believe you are alive out there.

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ByMoyo Okediji

Yahoo boys hide in the most unlikely locations.

So, we went to this village that is blessed with very fast network facility, because at home we hardly hit one bar on our cellphone bandwidth service. You can always trust to hit four bandwidths in this village. We saw a really posh hotel in this village and decided to check it out, buy some drinks and use their fast network services.

PARABLE OF IJAPA and CHILD

PARABLE OF IJAPA and CHILD

ByMoyo Okediji

PARABLE OF IJAPA and CHILD

There is an old Yoruba proverb that says “The child insisting that his mother must not sleep will also not get any sleep.” (Ọmọ tó ní ìyá òun ò ní í sùn kò ní fojú ba oorun).

Women who nurse babies know the challenge of getting enough sleep while a baby is still unable to understand the difference between night and day. The baby keeps waking up to feed, cry, poo and pee.

The mother must attend to all the needs of the baby during the night. Typically, for the mother, therefore, it is a long, wearying night.

The poor mother gets up in the morning having caught almost no sleep, exhausted and drained physically and emotionally.

Yet she must face another day of sleeplessness and ceaseless labor until the baby grows up.

Now think of the story of Ijapa.

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