I wondered how she would feel if she knew that at Plateau Poly, where I was a student, I often bought fura da nono from the Fulani women who sat underneath the mango trees. Or that one of my best friends at school was called Abdul. But I knew that if I continued to ask questions, I would only piss her off so I kept quiet after that.
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Un mois plus tard, les groupes terroristes ont fait irruption dans le village de Silmagou, les femmes ont été sommées de s’habiller en burqa. Le discours était de plus en plus radical. Les lieux de débit de boisson sont saccagés. Farida, l’épouse de Assane commença à s’inquiéter de l’absence de son mari. Le ton des hommes armés devenait inquiètant.
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“You see, now that they have moved the port from Mombasa to Naivasha, what are the people of Mombasa who depend on the port for a living supposed to do?” She added that this seemed like a well-orchestrated plan to kill the economy of Mombasa.
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Je voulais devenir pilote car j’aimais voyager. La séparation n’était pas aisée car je devais me retrouver seule dans un pays étranger où je ne connaissais personne. Mais pour tous les efforts de la famille TOURE il fallait que je réussisse.
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Binta understood that no creature could live in the same hole with a crab in peace. One day, she decided to relocate to her uncle’s house which was a five-minute drive away from her house.
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Mon mari est décédé. Il m’a laissé avec une grossesse et une petite fille. Que vais-je dire à ses enfants ? Pouvais-je leur dire que leur père était un assassin, un terroriste ?
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Kareem woke up to the beep-beep of a heart-rate monitor. He was in a hospital ward. In the intensive care unit. The lights flickered on and off for a while before stabilizing. Kareem’s eyes hurt and his head hurt even worse. He remembered.
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Kama wadhani amani ni Nafuu kuipata Jaribu Umwagaji damu.
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Two men were beating him, stamping on him mercilessly. Without thinking twice, two men started raping Wanja and her mother as the father watched while lying in a pool of his own blood. It was the helplessness in the eyes of her dying father that hurt her the most. She will probably remember that look forever.
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The traffickers would capitalize on the child’s fear of adults, the child being just a kid, the child being always wrong and the parent being always right.
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