Village life

My dad had called the driver who was to take me to our village a day earlier than we had planned, therefore, the remainder of my week of fun with my friends was cut off abruptly.

August had wanted to take Ugochi and me to Umuahia, where there were more places to go to and was a hub of more activities than dry, dusty Okigwe.

He wasn't from the wealthiest of families but through his resilience and desire to be financially free, not being dependent on his parents and being restricted by them, he tapped into the wealth present in the internet space.

He worked for two months during the strike action to acquire enough income to be able to invest in the platforms he needed to milk.

Originally, when he had told me of his plans via text, I was scared that he wanted to go into the 'yahoo yahoo' business that many of our youths were trapped in.