I became the de facto health minister of the house, sanitising door handles and ensuring guests wore their face masks and washed their hands upon entering our home.
I was aware of the stigma associated with taking the covid test and feared our neighbours would ridicule my family if they found out that I tested positive.
On days I was restless or haunted by worry, lying on my back and humming a tune would calm my nerves.
When normalcy returns, whatever that means, there needs to be an assessment of the ways consumerism and materialism are fraying the fabric of communal ties because in trying times, it’s clear they are the columns that keep society from crumbling.
As vaccines from COVAX begin to trickle into the continent, current doses in the hands of most African countries are sufficient to vaccinate approximately 0.8 - 0.9 percent of populations in the first quarter.
Everyone experiences dark days, and we do ourselves an injustice if we don’t seek help out of shame or cussed pride.
I was going home, heading back to a place I dreaded. A ticking time bomb.
I lost interest in school and began cutting classes, annoying my friends, who soon grew tired of my antics and stopped persuading me to keep up with my studies.
As a little girl she loved dressing up in her mother’s clothes and model them around the house and drawing pictures of dresses she dreamt of one day bringing to life.
Watching my plans go down the drain crushed me. But I remained hopeful, determined to free myself from the abusive relationship.