I showed up every day for last year’s Winter Afrobloggers Challenge. I ran that marathon, mile after mile, stride by stride. I turned at each corner, kept it going, took the straight path, ran up hill. I got to the 21K mark. I was still strong. My mind was focused. When I got to the…
Author: Ernest Tuape
Her Story
Afrobloggers, I’m taking a different stride from today’s writing prompt. It’s probably one thing content creators should be open to. Try something off tangent. Twist the rules. Jump off a cliff into the writing waters. Give the reader a few pieces of you that you’re okay letting out. When I read Becoming Vanessa, her experiences…
Favorite Local Food
I’m writing this during my lunch break. I’m working from home today. On one side of my table are biscuits with lemon flavored cream fillings. Those will be dessert. I would’ve had yoghurt as a starter but that would fill me up. To the left of my table is a glass of orange juice. My…
Designer Babies
One. If you crossed your arms right now, you’ll realize there is a natural tendency to have either the right or left palm on top of your biceps. Doing it the other way will make you feel uncomfortable. Two. If you crossed your legs right now, you’ll notice an instinctive action towards either the left…
Unplanned Thoughts
My workplace has an internal blog dedicated to Covid_19 experiences. It’s a place where staff let their hearts out through stories. I like it. I sit at my table having yoghurt, grapes and apples (because I want to keep the doctor away) as I read the feelings of some people like me living alone and…
Boom Boom Cha
When I connect to the public WiFi, I find two missed calls from Larry. I’m distracted by a baby girl who’s running towards me. She’s about two years old. Her long flowing hair the color of clay is tied into a knot with a ribbon. “Alena, Alena,” her brother calls out. He’s running after her….
Why I write
This is Day 1 of #UGBlogMonth. I know why I started blogging. I wrote about it last year. You’ll find it here. The short of it is I was unemployed and broke. But why do I really write? Why do I put words on pages? Why do I keep doing it even when I don’t…
Day #21: 21 Things
We adjust to situations we find ourselves in. Man will find entertainment in some unusual things. I had fun washing coins. It had nothing to do with the Coronavirus SARS-CoV-2. I was bored asf that day when I washed those coins. I couldn’t find joy in doing anything else, so I tossed them and washed…
Day #20: Rant
I have a colleague from Cameroon. He’s a personable guy with high spirits. He’s fun to be around and gets things done. I’ve worked with him on two small initiatives. You can count on him. At the beginning of this year, he needed to make a work trip to the Democratic Republic of Congo. And…
Day #19: My Skechers – A Review
My toes slant at an acute angle. They are like a family of five; dad, mum and a line of three children ages eight, six, and four. My toes take the shape of a pan flute held together by a sisal rope. Which means if I did the moonwalk, spun and finished it off with…