Remembering Professor Crispin Adunagow

CRISPIN MUDIBANGU ATUNAKU ADUNAGOW, son of NGEMI MUTEKU and MARIE UDIMBILA, was born on August 9, 1943, in SUNGU (MASI-MANIMBA, KWILU) in the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC).

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Valentine’s Day – The Day for Love

HAPPY Valentine's Day to all our readers. This is probably the only day where bad weather means nothing - we're happy, and we're planning on getting lots of loving. Every February 14, across the United States and in other places…

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Broken Promise – Part 6 of 6 (End)

A few months later, we received the acknowledgement of our application from the immigration office. Towanda started visiting me frequently and making demands. She wanted a new phone, her car broke down and needed fixing, or she simply needed cash.…

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Broken Promise – Part 5 of 6

I couldn’t believe her. I loved her. I would never leave or hurt her. I assured her that if I managed to travel with the Chief that I would immediately send for her once I became settled. She was my…

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Broken Promise – Part 4 of 6

We continued to watch her as she hitched up her skirt and waded into the river, moving nearer to the marshes to scoop fresh water into her bucket. She started dragging the bucket filled with water back to the banks…

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Broken Promise – Part 3 of 6

I was absolutely convinced that the shock of this squalid and sordid environ would have proved to be too rough on my gentle Maryam. I wouldn’t have endured exposing her to the constant sight of drunken men clutching alcoholic beverages…

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Broken Promise – Part 2 of 6

I had used to dream of Maryam sitting in the car beside me on our way home from the airport, picturing the wonderment and joy in her voice. How thrilled she could have been and bursting into her peculiar hearty…

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Broken Promise – Part 1 of 6

Story by: Ejine Okoroafor (Part 1 of 6) ‘Hello, hello. Gogo, are you there, can you hear me?’ I heard the worried voice of my brother, Ndudi, inquiring from the other end of the phone line. He feared our phone connection had…

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HIV/AIDS: THE RISKS OF BREASTFEEDING

BIBI is dead; her body was found in the bushes yesterday.” Emeka, my husband had announced dispassionately after he got off the phone. “Aha… …! I responded noncommittally without a flinch and cradled my frail little girl tighter to my…

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