Growing up Naija

Growing up Naika is a hilarious concept. I can just imagine these experiences, even though I didn’t grow up in Africa. I know if my friends and I got together and did this, we would have plenty to say about growing up African in Australia. Going to the shops and having people touching your braids, rocking up to school with rice & stew, classmates telling you that you smell like chocolate and OMGOSH you look like chocolate so they might as well eat you, when it’s actually your Palmers or Evasheen CocoButter cream.

SOURCE: JUNGLE LOVE