3 years old me was fascinated by shoes, language ,people..

Teenager me would write poems inspired by Booba& Corneille and prayed they are never found. She would spend hours analyzing language , studying expressions. She wanted to speak french sans accent like the people on TV or at least like my friend Diane.

Teenager-Me would learn about politics through “On est pas couché “ and slowly Rebel-Me was being born .

17year old Rebel-Me started to spend time in Rwanda and started to question why burundian youth wasn’t allowed to dream.

19year old Me created “Atsa” a space where young dreamers were allowed to Dream . Big.

21 years old Me fell in love with event planning and co-created a space where Dance& Music would bring young people from my city together.

She also had to leave everything to start a new life in a country far away.

My story is still unfolding / Grateful for the big dose of revolution in my heart.

To My Day Ones: Thank you! Grateful for you.

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