Olechuku entered his classroom on the first day of school.
"What's your name?" asked the teacher.
"What's your name?" asked the teacher.
"Olechuku," he replied.
"You're in South Africa now," replied the teacher, "So from now on you will be known as Sipho."
Olechuku returned home after school. "How was your day, Olechuku?" his mother asked.
"My name is not Olechuku. I'm in South Africa and now my name is Shipo."
"Are you ashamed of your name? Are you trying to dishonor your parents, your heritage? Shame on you!" And his mother beat him.
Then she called his father, who beat him again.
The next day Olechuku returned to school. The teacher saw all of his bruises. "What happened to you, Sipho?" she asked.
"You're in South Africa now," replied the teacher, "So from now on you will be known as Sipho."
Olechuku returned home after school. "How was your day, Olechuku?" his mother asked.
"My name is not Olechuku. I'm in South Africa and now my name is Shipo."
"Are you ashamed of your name? Are you trying to dishonor your parents, your heritage? Shame on you!" And his mother beat him.
Then she called his father, who beat him again.
The next day Olechuku returned to school. The teacher saw all of his bruises. "What happened to you, Sipho?" she asked.
"Well ma'am, shortly after becoming a South African, I was attacked by two Nigerians.
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