By: Guest Writer – Santiana Havyarimana (Shavyarimana17@gmail.com) Photo Courtesy: Pinterest.com I open the front door of my mind to you,Wanting to explain why I cannot do the things you want me to.You tell me that there is a Creator who loves me,Who wants me to follow Him, to be free. But I ask you to […]
AFRICA’S LEADING WOMEN SERIES: African women who’ve served/are serving their countries in the capacities of: President, Prime minister and/or Vice President. Know them, appreciate them and remember them. #THEAFRICANLEADINGWOMENSERIES Initiated by Nyokabi Ng’ang’a, for The Involvement Newspaper. PART 7 By: Nyokabi Ng’ang’a (Leshnyokabi@gmail.com) Thumbnail photo created by Nyokabi Ng’ang’a Maria das Neves: São Tomé and
By: Nyokabi Ng’ang’a (Leshnyokabi@gmail.com) Thumbnail photo courtesy of desiringgod.org Bring them who haven’t lost their voices amid the noises of our citiesBring them who still maintained dignity after the war passedBring them who had no name but acquired one on their exitBring them who still chose their names after their nations brokeBring them who didn’t
AFRICA’S LEADING WOMEN SERIES: African women who’ve served/are serving their countries in the capacities of President, Prime minister and/or Vice President. Know them, appreciate them and remember them. #THEAFRICANLEADINGWOMENSERIES #31women #8articles Initiated by Nyokabi Ng’ang’a, for The Involvement Newspaper. PART 6 By Nyokabi Ng’ang’a (Leshnyokabi@gmail.com) Thumbnail photo created by Nyokabi Ng’ang’a Agnès Monique Ohsan-Bellepeau: Mauritius’s
By Laura Natasha (lauranatasha161526@daystar.ac.ke) To imagine a generational diversity that Africa has embarked on, this is one of the greatest mile stones in establishing a proper middle ground for nurturing the interaction environment based on the Old- New generation. Imagining a world where building bridges has been made possible in recent generational Clash. Despite the
By: Nyokabi Ng’ang’a Leshnyokabi@gmail.com That BUDDING flower That knows time Time in a season The season of every month, That budding flower That makes me an adult An adult of days With the days of frays; Pain is elementary When I bud as a flower My emotions rage My moods change; I
