Sometime last week, my colleague at work was having an issue with a word document she had been working on for about 30 or 40 minutes (could’ve been more). The content had suddenly disappeared from the word document and she couldn’t recover it. In an attempt to help her, I clicked on the undo button tab, with the intention of going back to the specific moment when she lost all that she had typed. Long story short, I was unable to help her- but she got the job done, don’t worry

Book Review: ‘On Becoming…’ by Toke Makinwa When my friend Sophia (@Mwinkumblog.wordpress.com) sent me this book, my first impression from the prologue and the first chapter was: “This is such a sad book!” but as I kept reading, I realized that it wasn’t as sad as it was interesting. Then it was hard to put it down. The story is set in Nigeria, and was told by the main character, from Toke’s persective. I don’t know if it’s her use of the present tense, or the fact that I can

When I was very young, either 7 or 8years (it could have even been six), I took part in a school pageant. I don’t remember the details, but I remember no one won – or rather, everyone won. Whichever way you looked at it, I was slightly disappointed but that’s not the focus here.  Each contestant had to pick a topic of interest, write and memorize a speech on it and recite that speech on the day of the pageant. It was a tedious process: re-writing, memorizing, editing and dram