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The rhythmic chanting of multiplication tables used to echo through the dusty corridors of Mr. Adebayo’s classroom in Lagos. He’d spent decades honing his craft, shaping young minds with the tools he...
Aisha’s story began in a small village nestled in the heart of rural Nigeria. Her school, a single room with a leaky roof and tattered textbooks, was a world away from the gleaming, technology-infused...
The Harmattan wind whipped dust across the faces of the young men gathered under the baobab tree. They were graduates, bright and hopeful just a few years ago. Now, their certificates – hard-earned...
The graduation ceremony had ended, the air thick with the scent of hope and accomplishment. I stood there, clutching my degree – a symbol of years of hard work, late nights, and countless textbooks...