That Liberian Girl

Growing up in Liberia in the 1980s was, in many ways, like Hakuna Matata (Swahili for no worries). The adults in our lives had a remarkable way of making us feel safe, protected, and carefree, even when the world around us was anything but. Looking back, I realize just how much was happening. There was a coup d’état, an attempted overthrow of the very president who had come to power through one, curfews that sent us rushing indoors before nightfall, and the unmistakable soun