Oyinbo Karimu is a memoir. A self-help book that can change the life of anybody who lays their hands on it if they allow it. I spent 13 years of my life on Karimu street, a rural area along the axis of Ojuelegba. Raised by a single mum and her grandparents, I had to grow up fast. And with this growth came a lot of knowledge that I don't think is mine alone to keep. I have gone ahead to share this knowledge with the hope that it will better the lives of the people that come in contact with the book. In this book, I talked about what it means to be raised in the ghetto and how I navigated it, I talked about how my faith carried me through so much and how I came about the faith, I talked about my encounter with abuse, I talked about motherhood and friendship and so much more. I was going through the book the other day while we were working on the final rounds of editing and even I was inspired by the book. If I were asked to describe this book in one word, it would be divine.
I love how honest and relatable this was. It felt like reading a funny letter from a friend. Keep in mind that this is a light humourous memoir, don't expect too much from it. It has solid life lessons and did I mention I love the honesty?
This book was so relatable and encouraging. It offered perspective on outcomes of the ways we were raised. And always showed the value of aspiring for much more. To persevere through hardships and to cultivate their dreams. It also gives us a view of ways through which we can relate with God in a father-child, mentor-mentee way or simply put, a friendly and involved way. This book is definitely one of the highlights of my year.