Yesterday, the Octagon at the University of the West of England, Bristol was filled with beautiful sound, songs and stories from Africa. The atmosphere was adorned with the colours of various drums from the motherland as I hosted an evening of drumming to raise money for Africa Oxford Cancer Foundation (Afrox) in memory of my mom who died of cancer around this time last year.
As I wondered about what to do in her memory, to celebrate her life, I couldn’t think of anything better than raising money for any organisation that supports fights against cancer and its incisive fang. When I came across Afrox and learnt about what they do in Africa, no organisation seems more appropriate. I couldn’t stop wondering what would have happened if Afrox had been operating in Nigeria when she was battling with cancer. Nevertheless, I deemed it better for her memory to support the organisation in their effort to help many other African women like her. This is going to be the first among my many other fundraising efforts I will be hosting for Afrox. The drums were rolled out yesterday, but the masquerade is still in the market. The dance goes on.
I will like to thank everyone that came out to enjoy the evening yesterday, and a special thanks to all those that donated. You can still make your donation through the giving page uk.virginmoneygiving.com/DotunOlowo.
Nick Clough leading the final dance session
Labels: Africa, AfroX, cancer, fundraising, my mom
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