Christmas time is the only time I miss Nigeria ,not Nigeria, Nigeria but my village really
It would be bubbling with relatives and extended family,
Local delicacies passed around ,
My Igbo dialect raining all over . Masquerades gyrating .
I miss my ancestral home
That is where I was the happiest in Nigeria

“…Remember those being MISTREATED( abused , profiled , bullied, abused ) as if you were suffering with them

…” God has made me fruitful in the land of my affliction “