Akereyejo

I had the opportunity to live at my family house for some years. The experience that will stay inside of me as long as I breathe. My Grand uncle who happened to be a hunter and farmer also spent his free time to drum. Anytime he picks up his talking drum, I would get up from wherever I was to dance for the old man. There were no one around to help Baba dance to his beats except me. Baba got excited so much about my dance steps then decided one day to call me, Akereyejo. Meaning, Little dancer. Growing up I realized that life itself is a dance. Your ability to be able to dance through life and survive every moment that still shapes you to who you truly want to be is your real deal to get through life. Life itself is never a bed of roses yet you must win to truly love.folow my story from the beginning to the end. Although I went through the journey on my own, but you can come with me this time and make it much more interesting.Cheers!