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I still remember the first time I heard this song. Kuwait. I must’ve been about 8 or 9. My mom and I were hovered over our old, slow computer and I was reading the latest Somali news to her. My parents are both literate and know 3 languages each, but in order for them to [...]
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I love Afrocentric paintings & I especially love this one for it’s vibrant colours & patterns. It’s by Marjorie Borgella over at YesLioness.com The first thing I noticed about this painting are the earrings. I instantly recognized these as Fulani Earrings, because I’ve wanted them for about two years now. ‘The Fulani earrings are created [...]
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I’ve never really been back home, but through my mother’s recollections of old poems my grandfather wrote (May Allah have mercy on his soul) and my father’s childhood adventures, I’ve been able to somehow live vicariously through them the days when Somalia was still young and peaceful, and I loved every bit of it, and [...]
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