EDITORS NOTE
The month that celebrates the beauty and glory of wom-
anhood. In this exciting issue, we feature a conceptual
editorial by the prolific photographer àsìkò as he pays
tribute to African Female Archetypes.
Delving into the exotic world of four powerful and inspir-
ing women pushing envelopes in their different career
paths; we get an insight into who and what inspires them
in their infinite pursuit of greatness.
This year’s Mother’s Day celebration for me was dif-
ferent. Losing my dearly beloved mother has been a life
transforming experience. Nothing comes close to the
pain of death’s crushing defeat but I hope that one day I
will think about that day with a smile. I was privileged to
write my mother’s eulogy and if you will permit me, I will
‘Mama was not only a professional
teacher, she was a life teacher. Her
life beyond her words was exem-
plary. She didn't only talk the talk,
her actions shone brightest.
As our teacher, mama taught us
great lessons about hard work,
dedication, resilience, contentment,
humility, kindness, love, faith and
hope.
She was a master in juxtapositions.
She taught us to be confident and
comfortable in our own skins but to
also practice humility. She taught
us to fight for what we wanted
but be measured in our approach.
She taught us to be ambitious but
to also learn contentment. Mama
is the one person we know, who
smiles through her sorrows. She
showed us what having faith
looked like- she was hope person-
ified.
She taught us to accept ourselves,
to embrace our shortcomings but
to never let them defeat or define
us. Through our joint experiences,
she imbibed in us ethos that have
carried us through our different life
endeavours. Mama was a fight-
er- she fought life’s challenges-
poverty, sicknesses and death to a
standstill.
Dear Mama,
They say I should count myself
lucky to have seen you pass on to
glory... they say it's a privilege but
I don't see it that way- may be not
yet, may be not now. My heart is
too sore and my eyes blinded by
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sorrow. Nothing feels good about
your eternal absence, nothing feels
real- nothing is the same. I’m sorry
that you lost your life, I’m sorry
that I couldn’t save you this time;
but thank you for your sacrifices.
I'm not telling you to rest in peace-
it's a sign of finality. To say that
you should rest in peace is to
accept the reality of your absence.
Mama you will not be resting just
yet, but will live on in my heart
now and for eternity.
Happy Mother’s Day
With Love
Franka