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Olatoun’s Story: I was walking home from work, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a blue top when I noticed this car driving so close to me and so I looked in the car’s direction to figure out why the driver was driving so slowly but most importantly so close to me. Only for me to notice the driver who was a man probably in his thirties looking at me seductively and stretching out his left hand in attempt to grabbing my wrist while saying “omo ele, (pretty girl) come let me take you home” I withdrew my hand before he could reach for my wrist and responded thank you sir but I am fine. He went ahead and said “don’t call me sir, you can just call me Femi” I responded with a straight face saying Mr. Femi thanks for offering me a ride but I am fine. By this time some people in the street had noticed us and I remember hearing one of the guys on the street shouting “sister eyin na e wole e ye sako” (girl why don’t you just get in the car and stop being so difficult to get) I was so dis...

What has happened to my nation? I remember that day so vividly, my principal had sighted a young boy trying to steal something from the car of one of the female teachers in my secondary school (aka high school). As soon as my principal saw him he raised an alarm which made all the students including myself ran out of our classrooms to the corridor to see what was going on. The young boy was caught and was brought into the school environment. And I remember very well the way we all screamed for him to be beaten, after all he deserved to punished, and of course that happened. He was slapped on the face, I remember my principal beating him with a wooden cane (a typical way a student is disciplined in Nigeria) but in his case not in a good way, he was treated like less of a human and the reason was simply because he attempted to steal. I am not trying to justify his act but should he have been treated like that? Now, I don’t think so but then my answer was a big YES! I remember j...