Harmattan in Nigeria comes with a nostalgic feeling for me, the cold, dry and hazy weather brings back fond memories of my primary school days at a beautiful city called Kaduna State in Northern Nigeria. The intensity of the cold and dry weather caused our parents to dressed us up so warmly like Eskimos going to the Antarctica. I can almost hear the distant voices of my classmate singing our beautiful harmattan poem as loudly as only excited children can; Harmattan Naked…
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