AFRIKAN

A Nature Lover🌿🌳🌴An Introvert.

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

My friend committed suicide on Monday night and left a note that he has been struggling to come up with ways of telling the parents he was gay💔.Being gay is not a choice people should stop judging #inkonzoyezitabane

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@mbuso_siera You guys are very stupid. One numpty says something using a picture and you immediately believe it.just doing everything to spread hate man yall are pathetic

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@PatrickChristys You are such a sad soul Patrick

[Tim Walz @Tim_Walz]

Elon Musk is a terrible president.

[Yas. @_prettygirlbrie]

You know…someone tweeted about anxious people being oddly calm in serious situations due to constantly imagining every possible scenario and I haven’t stopped thinking about since

[Mairéad Cleary @maireadcleary7]

Meanwhile on O’Connell Street a silent stand off is happening between a anti immigrant group and Grandfathers Against Racism.

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@__T_touch Dublin 04:23

[Sara Wahedi @SaraWahedi]

I just experienced one of my first ‘full circle’ moments.

I bought this bottle of water on my train to Dublin and noticed the name - Tipperary.
Almost immediately, I began humming a tune. I searched “Tipperary song” on Google and learned that it was an old wartime song during World War 1.

There’s a backstory to this.

When my mother, brother and I arrived to Canada as refugees from Afghanistan, we didn’t know a word of English. My mother, having to work 3 jobs, entrusted us in the care of a Norwegian-Canadian woman named Marit. Other than her routine 5 am hug, I barely saw my mother throughout my childhood.

Marit was uncommonly kind to everyone she met. She was also dedicated to her church. While my mother focused on ensuring we maintained our Dari and Islamic values as children, Marit would also bring us to church on Sundays, welcoming us to her community. She always told us that Christians are brethren to the Muslim faith - we knew nothing but solidarity and respect as children.

Marit’s husband, Merrill, was Irish. It was a routine practice of his to sit on the porch of his house, staring blankly into the forest behind their suburban home, with a pipe in his mouth. “It’s a long way to Tipperary..” He would hum.

He would raise his arms like a conductor’s baton and usher my brother and I to join in.

Within a few months, you could mistake us for an Irish choir.

Now, at 28, I’m in Northern Ireland heading to Dublin, having just won an award as ‘Entrepreneur of the Year’ for my work dedicated to my country of origin, Afghanistan.

My brother smiled solemnly to himself yesterday while we walked around Belfast. I asked him what he was thinking about.

“Wouldn’t it have been amazing if Merrill was with us right now?” My throat closed tightly.

I guess it really is a long way to Tipperary.

[Carter Wilkerson @carterjwm]

HELP ME PLEASE. A MAN NEEDS HIS NUGGS

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@BuddyNoLove @itsmanjobruh That’s me 😂

[Claudia yadette @doge2_M00N]

boombom I’m DERRRRIICK & I CAN SIIIING HIIIIIiiiiiiiIiIiiGHH

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@Noah_Halpin I will be there🏳️‍⚧️

[Críostóir Ó Faoláin @ofaolainC]

We had a beautiful evening for the vigil in memory of Aidan Moffitt and Michael Snee in Walton Park, Dungarvan today.

As a society we must show that the LGBTQI+ community is not an 'other', they are us, and an attack on one of us is an attack on all of us.

[AFRIKAN @Sticxie]

@iam49beatz_ 10/10 💔