I write as a member of the human family. I was born on the wrong side of history, in an obscure town of Fissibu, Lofa County, Liberia, West Africa: all because formal education was not a birth right for a COUNTRY BOY like me, in those despeakable era of our flawed history. Just been born in Liberia, and by virtue of that, a Liberian was not a constitutional guarantee that, I would have seen the door, safe to say, the interior part of a make-shift structure called school, in those intricate days for people of my kind.
The unimaginable fact is not lost on me that a formal education, at any level was not meant for me, as one who was born on the wrong side of history. Indeed it was a RARE PRI VILLAGE and a golden opportunity for me, to have walked through the door of a make-shift building called school.
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