Share this on WhatsAppDear Baba Opembe, I have wanted for so long to write to you a letter. To tell you how my new home is not home without you. But is home anything so physical? I think home is where you are. When you are with me, I feel at home and I am more true to myself. I am even able to breathe flowers. And didn’t they say that I am too black for that? My shade of black is so black that I look more of a starless night than a mortal. But Baba Opembe, do you know that I defeated everyone in my class? And this really helped me get appreciation. They now call me, the smart black girl. Why do they...