Every morning, Amina joined the long queue for fuel before heading to her shop. Prices changed like the weather, and customers bought less each day. Her husband’s salary barely covered food, while school fees waited patiently like unpaid debts. Power cuts darkened their nights, and dreams were postponed, not abandoned. Still, Amina smiled at her children, believing tomorrow could be kinder. In the midst of rising costs and shrinking hope, resilience became their true currency—spent daily, earned through survival, and saved for a future Nigeria was still struggling to reach.
hFi“My Dad left me at 14 ”…Amelia told the young man ..
You all wondering how this happened well this is my story .. hi I'm Amelia stones I'm 27 years currently and I am an orphan …although my mother is still well and breathing (that I daily regret) but I can't consider her as relation anymore.