Jenifer Nim
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I’ve got a head full of stories and a hard drive full of photos; I thought it was time to start putting them somewhere.
I haven’t written anything for many, many years. Please be kind! 🙏
Stories (66)
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A Hero or a Menace?
Dear Joyce and Eva, You sly foxes. You sneaky, devious women. You duplicitous tricksters. When I came to Lifted Strong, the organisation you founded to help women with HIV in your hometown, I was looking for a good time. I was looking for an interesting experience, an enjoyable trip, a way to do something useful and perhaps claim back a little bit of my soul that was slowly being sucked out by the corporate world.
By Jenifer Nim4 years ago in Humans
Kids, Kindness and Korea
A few years ago, I attended a talk given by a refugee from North Korea. For around 90 minutes in a small pub in Camden the audience listened, rapt, as a quietly formidable woman told us her harrowing story. Her words wove a web around the spellbound crowd, her voice conjuring a powerful picture of her life up to that moment. You could have heard a pin drop. Many of those watching shed a tear as she shared her experiences with us.
By Jenifer Nim4 years ago in Education
Vanished
Three years have passed since the town was lost in the forest. At first, nobody noticed. They were so far from civilisation that it was rare for outsiders to arrive unannounced. When Dolores’ extended family didn’t appear for her 60th birthday celebrations, she sighed and lamented her life of sorrows, a destiny imprinted on her the day of her christening. A week later, when Father Julio, an old friend of our Father Santos, failed to arrive for a long-planned visit, he simply shrugged and said God must have called him elsewhere. But after three weeks, when there was no sign of Carlos con la Camioneta and his supplies from the city, people started to fret.
By Jenifer Nim4 years ago in Fiction
A Bra To Change Your Life
Hey, you! Are you wearing a bra right now? How does it feel? How do you feel about the bra? Are you someone who takes it off the second you get home? Someone who agrees with all those memes about how taking off your bra at the end of the day is the best feeling in the world?
By Jenifer Nim5 years ago in Viva
A Day With No Money in NYC
“Your card was rejected,” the waiter said brusquely, handing it back to her. Suzy’s brow furrowed in confusion. It was working fine yesterday when she’d booked her room at the youth hostel. She glanced at her newfound friend (her hostel roommate) who smiled unconvincingly, clearly wondering if she was going to get stuck with the whole bill, and checked her phone.
By Jenifer Nim5 years ago in Fiction
