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In 2007, I almost married a Fulani girl!
She was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, more beautiful than most beauty queens (she had some Arab genes in her, hence the very long hair). She was about my height (6 ft), educated, and was deft in the deadly art of using the dagger! Her father had cattle in the thousands which were in Nassarawa, Plateau, Benue and […]
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Fulani This, Fulani That
The planting season is almost here again in rural Benue, and once more, as it has become common in recent past, the farmers are afraid and uncertain. They are afraid of the nomadic Fulanis who descend, year in year out, with their cattle from the far north into the marshes of the middle belt to graze. From time immemorial, the […]
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