As a daughter of an african emigrant, life was quite different culturally and academically. Although my mother was still around my father played a more major role in my life due to her working a lot. The expectations that were required of me began around the age of seven years old. The way my father taught me to be the best had so much pain to the process.
The first week of school is what I always hated the most. During my whole elementary school my name was always assuming to someone.
“UMM…. i'm having trouble pronouncing this name but i'll try my best. Ola-wah-soon, here?” asked the teacher
“Yes, you can just call me ‘shown’,” I always said so quickly
Laughters began around the classroom. The classroom felt like it was closing in on
The first week of school is what I always hated the most. During my whole elementary school my name was always assuming to someone.
“UMM…. i'm having trouble pronouncing this name but i'll try my best. Ola-wah-soon, here?” asked the teacher
“Yes, you can just call me ‘shown’,” I always said so quickly
Laughters began around the classroom. The classroom felt like it was closing in on