Time was 4.30pm, Sunday June 3rd. I had just gone into the kitchen to get ribena for one of my little men when my younger brother came out of his room and announced that he just heard there was a plane crash somewhere at Agege. First reaction was disbelief. "Are you sure of what you are saying?" My 'bambinos' momentarily forgotten as I raced to bring out my laptop to check the veracity of his statement. Logged on and there it was, anybody's worst fear coming to play, unraveling before our very own eyes. It has been four days, weeping still endure at the various affected homes and pains in all our hearts. Even though I do not personally know anybody involved, yet the pain is still so poignant and surreal.
LIFE, LOVE and everything in between...through the eyes of a mother.