By Uche Anyanwagu Precisely three weeks ago, I had a tap on my back shortly after a Church service in London. As I turned to behold at whose behest, I saw an elderly lady on a wheel chair. Her words were simple, straight and shocking – “I bụ onye Igbo?” (Are you Igbo?). I stared at her with my mouth agape, not sure if she was the one who asked. I felt I had some auditory hallucination but I managed to reluctantly nod in affirmation. She gave a toothy smile…
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