The release of the 8th book in this wonderful series got me reminiscing about my journey with Harry Potter.
You may think it dramatic for me to call it a journey but truly that’s what it feels like. The first time I met Harry, I was 12 and had gone to spend holiday with my cousins in Kaduna, Nigeria. Growing up I had an insatiable thirst for reading, so imagine my excitement when I stumbled upon “Harry potter and the prisoner of Azkaban” in my cousins’ room one afternoon. Continue Reading