MY DAIRY IN LIFE, THE LONGEST SPELL
As the morning breaks, life flowers out to suit the nature in the surrounding, one day I woke up and to my surprise! The child had been born and the baby was a boy, as days, months and years past one after the other evolving the full growth into the boyhood. This was the moment, the clan started attaching value on the grown up being, the boy was eager into the world and the world found peace in him. One morning, it was a year of Circumcision and the villagers sought a good time around and the good time had an apeacing norm to follow. Today! The boy has gone through life changing ages that pronounce him to cultural timing. Besides, the girl child had hopes the boy would stand out to maturity and live a meaningful life in the society without devaluation of any sort. As days came to pass and ranging year in, year out, several young boys found it hard to deny cultural leaning onto their backgrounds. I am indebted to write this piece with aknowledgem...