By Rita Okoye
Christmas memory as a child is when we go out to see “Father Christmas”, and we come back with a gift bag. You know that joy you have to share your gift items with your friends. The culture of Christmas
Jollof rice and the live chicken we used to kill can’t also be overemphasized.
This year, I am grateful for good health and the amazing family that surrounds me.
Keeping the same legacy of taking myself and my kids out for Christmas to enjoy ourselves in a place that is nice and welcoming aside from our home will make the celebration a remarkable one.