Before I begin to tell you my story
today, I would like to say thank you to all who gave me feedback to my last
post “This is Sabo”, I really appreciate you all.
I was born in the city of Ibadan, born and
bred in her. I didn't understand the language early enough and sometimes I was
nonchalant about it. Not because I was proud, not because I hated the people
but because I was just felt I didn't need to understand the language. It wasn't until the folks around me began to stylishly throw fancy insults at me. When I realized,
I made up my mind that I had heard enough. So I started learning the insults.
