I WAS CALLED ALBINO, COKE AND FANTA
I looked around and didn’t see anyone who looked like me, and having a two-toned face made me very self-conscious.
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PEOPLE THOUGHT IT WAS CONTAGIOUS
There was a time I couldn’t even take pictures. Anytime I did, I’d delete them immediately.
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EXPLAINING MYSELF OVER AND OVER GETS TIRING
Vitiligo is part of my story, but it is not my whole story.
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I STARTED SAYING NO TO EVENTS
“What happened to your arm?” is a question that sounds small until you’ve answered it 20 times in a week.
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PEOPLE GAVE UNSOLICITED ADVICE
Nobody offended God. Nobody is being punished. Nobody's village people are after them.
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THEY SAID IT’D BE HARD FOR ME TO GET A HUSBAND
It terrified my mom so much that it became the first thing she usually asked God for while praying.
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MIND YOUR BUSINESS. WE HAVE MIRRORS.
We’ve looked into the mirror and have seen what’s on our skin. We’ve tried anything humanly possible to get it off, but it hasn’t.
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LITTLE KIDS WOULD RUN AWAY FROM ME
I vividly remember walking past a house where a girl my age was sitting on the veranda. She ran inside screaming.
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WE ARE NOT SINNERS. WE DIDN’T OFFEND GOD.
Vitiligo has made me stronger and made me realise there are a lot of things I don't understand.
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CHURCH WITH NO WORDS: HOW THE DEAF WORSHIP IN NORTHERN NIGERIA
“And on that day shall the deaf hear the words of the book … Isaiah 29:18.”
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