Accent politics – part 2

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I didn’t fully grasp how political accents could be until much later. In a novel Half of a Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, a Nigerian woman who returned from […]

Accent politics – part 1

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Since I arrived in Europe, especially as I started seeing Stuart, I became increasingly conscious of my accented English. Because of a stint in California, my accent was tinged with […]

Summer 2006

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My mood lifted despite life’s stress as the sun stayed longer by a few minutes each day. Then, the heatwave arrived with FIFA World Cup. The city hosted the first […]

Computer says no

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By the time I returned from a trip to Ireland with Stuart in the Easter Holiday, my life in Germany felt difficult to bear compared to weekends I spent in […]

Women’s right to emotions

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We continued our argument on texts. “I wasn’t sure if you were really moving to Europe” (I never told you it might not happen. You are just making that up […]

Tumble

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After exchanging our love for each other, Stuart was still talking enthusiastically but now more to himself than to me. “I can’t believe I saw that girl over the summer. […]

That feeling

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A few weeks into the new year, Stuart asked me when he could see me again. I was still dazed from the new years together, but it then hit me […]

The paranoia of Founder the Great

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It was bad enough that my relationship with Mr. N was souring, but I also started losing the men in HQ, who had at least been cheering me on from […]

Weekend offer

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I came back to work hoping things would improve in my life in Germany. I was driving to work now and wanted to explore the city and beyond in my […]

New Year 2006

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Stuart and I got to know each other better during just five days of my stay. We talked, walked along the river, explored London, kissed, and made love. We laid […]