Personal stories from immigrants about their experiences, struggles, successes, and how they’ve adjusted to new cultures. These could be short written pieces, or you could adapt interviews into text.
I first watched Person of Interest a few years ago, and I recently decided to watch it again. There are so many parts of the story that really make you think, but this time, I
I was thinking recently about someone I know and the amount of time, money and planning she has put into getting a Canadian passport. For this story, I will call her Amara. Amara is Nigerian
EN DE EN I remember the last time I saw her before she left. We had been friends since secondary school. We were at a gathering at someone’s house, and she was there but you
I was on TikTok last week when a video caught my attention, a man talking with the kind of confidence that comes from never having had to question what you were taught, explaining that Africans
I woke up this morning doing what I probably shouldn’t do first thing. Reading Nigerian news. Same headlines, different day. Election results that change nothing. Court rulings that surprise nobody. Budgets that don’t add up.
The videos showed up on my timeline a few days ago, and I couldn’t look away. A white man with a Russian accent and broken English, walking up to African women in Ghana and Kenya,
The first time I saw it, I was walking to the train station. Red letters on a wall, neat and precise, like someone had used a stencil. REMIGRATION. I stood there staring at it. Why
Someone once said to me, “Oh, you’re that rich, huh?” and I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. It happened not long after I moved to Germany. I was out with colleagues,
“Mum, I needed that.” My youngest said this to me in the car, and I wasn’t expecting it. I’d just picked her and her sister up from a casual meetup with Start With a Friend
Amina tells me about the second week like she’s back in that moment when everything changed. “The second week actually was when I discovered that I am alone in a country. I don’t know no
Before Suaad made phone calls in Germany, she’d open Google Translate and literally write down the entire conversation like a script: what she needed to say, what they might ask, how she’d respond. That’s what
My daughter asked me today if I regret leaving Nigeria. Not in those exact words. She didn’t come out and ask directly. Instead, she started talking about a friend who just moved to the UK,
