Judicael Jordan Tchouamou Tchiadjeu

I hope you and the family are doing well—Mom, Dad, Adrien, Yvan, Michel, my uncles, my aunties, my grandparents, and all my other relatives. Today, I’m writing this letter to you, my friend. In this letter, I’ll lay out my struggles and the goals I want to achieve before 2031 (for my twenty-fifth birthday—hahaha, you already know). I’ll read this letter again in 2027 to track my progress. Trêve de mondanités—let’s get straight to it. As of April 2nd, I’m in my fourth semester at St-Lawrence in the social science program, with just one semester left before university. However, I…

In Africa’s cradle, beneath endless skies,Lucy rose where the first light lies.Her ancient bones, a timeless key,Unlock the roots of you and me. . From Africa’s heart, our journey began,Dreams carried by woman and man.Through mountains crossed and oceans wide,We lit the spark, side by side. . Though borders rose and hate divides,Our shared beginnings never hide.The same first breath, the same first star,No walls too high, no place too far. . Alone, we go faster; together, we thrive.In unity’s warmth, humanity’s alive.Let love and peace guide what we do,For we are many—and yet, we are one, too. Links: Lucy’s…