Feeling Something’s Wrong
There’s a Nigerian utterance for every mood and every occasion. On the occasion that my sadness turned to lethargy, my mom would describe my demeanor to me in one such utterance, which conveyed a sense that one lacked the energy to even be tired. Doo-wehn, doo-wehn, doo-wehn. Clearly, something was wrong, but I couldn’t remember the last time I wasn’t sad, so I continued the process of becoming a zombie.