Timileyin Adebisi: When A Problem Finds You

I still remember the day my dad got me my first computer. I had just started junior secondary school. He brought it home, gave it to me and didn’t really say anything. He just let me sit with it. So…

I still remember the day my dad got me my first computer. I had just started junior secondary school. He brought it home, gave it to me and didn’t really say anything. He just let me sit with it. So…

I’m a nation builder, and I like to just leave it at that. It encompasses all that I do. But even as I say it, I want you to know it’s not an exciting thing to say. Not for me.…

Recently, I had an interview on a radio station in Ireland. It’s one of those interviews where you have to send them a piece of art, media or culture to study beforehand and when you come, you’d talk about it…

I had checked the time on my phone, 10 minutes after 4pm. Before 5pm we should get to the convention ground, I said to myself. That was when I heard the first gunshot in the air. I was on my…

For the last year, I’ve run at least half a marathon every single day. That is 21 kilometres every day, and lately I have been thinking a lot about what that means. I spend on average two hours a day…

I remember the exact moment when I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I was watching Nigeria play Switzerland in the under-17 world championship. My dad took me as he’s a huge football fan, and the stadium…

The entire team was waiting on my game. We were on the verge of winning the silver medal at the National Sports Festival. I had won a lot of medals with a lot of words, but this one was different.…

The jaws of the panel of interviewers literally went slack as I walked in. The silence filled the university interview room and I was getting uncomfortable until one of them spoke. “You’re really smart,” said in a patronizing tone, “but…

There were about 150 Corp members packed into the room. At the time, I was the hostel governor for my hostel (Room M4) at the Magaji Dan-Yamusa Permanent Orientation Camp, Nasarawa state during my National Youth Service Corps (NYSC). It was…

This is what it feels like when home is no longer a place you can return to. In this conversation, we speak with Monica from Benue who shares what it means to carry the weight of memory, the fear of…