Category: Life

Reporting The World, One Story at Time

            My voice, my words, my story.    courageous and committed.

As I sat in my first journalism class, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. I had always been fascinated by the world of journalism, and I was eager to learn the skills necessary to tell the stories that needed to be told.

Growing up, I was always the curious type, asking questions and seeking answers. As I got older, my interest in current events and storytelling only grew stronger. So, when it came time to choose a major, journalism seemed like the perfect fit.

              INTERVIEWS

But, as I quickly learned, studying journalism wasn’t just about writing articles and conducting interviews. It was about developing a keen eye for detail, a strong sense of ethics, and the ability to tell complex stories in a clear and concise manner.

Throughout my time in the program, I was challenged to push myself outside of my comfort zone. I remember my first time conducting an interview – I was nervous and fumbled over my questions. But, with each subsequent interview, I grew more confident and skilled.

I also had the opportunity to work on several projects, including a investigative piece on the local government’s handling of a recent scandal. It was a challenging project, but it taught me the importance of persistence and attention to detail.

Internship Period

One of the most memorable experiences I had during my time in the program was when I landed an internship at a local news station. It was an incredible opportunity to see firsthand how a newsroom operated and to learn from experienced journalists.

As I approached graduation, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had come a long way since that first journalism class, and I was eager to take the skills and knowledge I had gained out into the world.

Today, as I look back on my journey studying journalism, I am reminded of the power of storytelling and the importance of a free press. I am grateful for the experiences and opportunities I had during my time in the program, and I am excited to see where my career in journalism takes me.

PLANS THAT I HAVE COMPLETED MY STUDIES.

Now that I’ve completed my studies, I’m excited to take the skills and knowledge I’ve gained out into the world. I’m currently applying for entry-level positions at news organizations, both online and in print. I’m also considering internships or fellowships to gain more experience and build my network.

In the long term, I hope to become an investigative journalist, focusing on in-depth reporting on social justice issues. I believe that journalism has the power to drive change and hold those in power accountable, and I’m eager to be a part of that process.

Ultimately, my goal is to tell the stories that need to be told and to give a voice to those who might not otherwise be heard.

   “A voice for voiceless, a champion for change”
   A   JOURNEY THROUGH THE   MIND.

Exploring the power of the Thought

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

A Cross-Country Trip in Africa

       The Pearl of Africa.

I embarked on an epic cross-country trip in Africa, soaring through the skies on a series of flights that took me to breathtaking destinations. From the vibrant cities of Lagos and Johannesburg to the majestic savannas of Kenya and Tanzania, I experienced the incredible diversity and beauty of the African continent.

         African Culture

With each new stop, I discovered fascinating cultures, tried delicious local cuisine, and marveled at the stunning landscapes that unfolded below me. I watched the sunrise over the Serengeti, felt the warmth of the Indian Ocean breeze in Mombasa, and explored the vibrant markets of Marrakech.

        African Resources

I hiked to the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro, witnessing the breathtaking sunrise from the rooftop of Africa. I took a hot air balloon ride over the Maasai Mara, watching the majestic wildlife roam free in their natural habitat.

I indulged in delicious tagines in Morocco, savoring the rich flavors of slow-cooked meat and vegetables. I devoured spicy jollof rice in Ghana, feeling the heat of the peppers and the warmth of the Ghanaian hospitality. I enjoyed refreshing coconut water in Zanzibar, sipping the cool liquid from a freshly cracked coconut.
      African Local Food

From the spicy suya of Nigeria to the fragrant injera of Ethiopia, I discovered the incredible diversity of African cuisine. I learned to make traditional dishes like fufu and banku, and I sampled exotic fruits like mangoes and papayas.

African Dance, Music, and Rhythms.

I danced to the rhythms of Afrobeat in Lagos, feeling the infectious energy of the music and the vibrant city. I listened to the enchanting sounds of the kora in Mali, mesmerized by the intricate melodies and the skillful hands of the musician.

       Beauty of the African sunset.

I marveled at the stunning beauty of the African sunset, watching the sky turn pink, orange, and purple as the day came to a close. I fell in love with the warm smiles of the African people, their generous hospitality, and their infectious laughter.

   African Ancient pyramids and landscapes

From the bustling streets of Cairo to the tranquil beaches of Cape Verde, I experienced the incredible diversity of African cultures and landscapes. I visited ancient pyramids, vibrant markets, and stunning natural wonders, and I fell deeply in love with this incredible continent and its people. Africa, you have my heart!”

Explore The Heart Of Africa

“Uncover the Heartbeat of Africa”
UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCES

What are the unforgettable experiences you had in your life?

I died few days ago

I am not sure for how long I was gone but when I woke up two days later, I was in a hospital .

I had the worst diabetes attack of my life a few days ago. All l could do was communicate to my aunty.

Once we got the ambulance, my lungs were too closed up to take in any oxygen, air or medication.

I felt my self leave my body, melt out of my body and begin to leave myself behind in the world. In those moments, l had to make peace with the fact that l was leaving my family and friends behind a d had no choice in the matter.

Whatever being or consciousness that governs the universe gave me a choice to either stay in the eternity of whatever lies beyond life on Earth or to go back and continue the duty l have to my mother, my family, my friends and millions of people who have read my work on various platforms to do my best to leave the world better than when l entered it.

Literally. I experienced whatever eternity may be for an infinite amount of time and a few seconds simultaneously.

“You have been out for two days” A doctor told me. I was on a ventilator with about a billion IVs all in my body, immobile.

This time though. I felt alive. I was still unconscious on medication but l knew l was alive.

In reality, this experience didn’t give me some “new age spiritual enlightenment” many people talk about but it did give me confirmation that l need to continue doing what l am doing and being better to others and myself before l will end up to truly die forever.

Mercy

Be merciful to others, your friends, your family, and most importantly, yourself.

We ate all imperfect beings. We are here to learn and grow and share our love with others we hold dear.

We will never do those last three things perfectly but my time I the white with the asterisk let me know that was fine. We are in a constant state of evolution and we will come back to where we were, whenever God, fate, the universe, or what you believe in calls you back to that eternity.

In the meanwhile!

I am alive and well with mo lasting side effects (so far)

I am incredibly thankful for the universe that was shown mercy to return back to my mortal form to be able to continue taking care of my friends and family and to continue writing stories.

I wish you all the best of luck and l hope all you have the greatest love and mercy in the world in your own lives to do what is right for yourself and others.

AND! Thanks to the first responders, nurses and doctors in Kampala, Uganda that made sure to bring me back to life and keep me alive! I am forever in your debt.

Sincerely, Daya.