When I was a kid, sleeping at night during this time of the year was always funny, or let's say "stressful." We made sure to sleep only on one side of the bed because of cold, if you mistakenly roll to the other side of the bed, you could freeze. I guess that was how I learnt to sleep on one spot without changing my sleeping position. With the doors and windows all shut. With our full kit and blanket to cover us, we still wouldn't change our sleeping positions. That was the impact of Harmattan. My physics teacher once said that what Killed Jack on Titanic wasn't cold but Love. He talked about how by constantly changing your position, you attract new molecules of air that could make you cold and he claimed that Jack wouldn't have died if he had been still in the water. Well, I refuse to believe him on Jack's case. That was his claim. But his theory worked for us when we were little. We slept only on one position to avoid getting cold, because tossing and turning could leave you frozen before dawn. Morning was worse. The weather became a bit friendly from 1pm, but you never leave the house without applying moisturizers to avoid turning white. Harmattan made us look like Ghosts, but we liked It.
We had Harmattan from the Ending of October until the beginning of February. But that's not the case now. Harmattan in this part of Nigeria is seen only in December. I mean it appears for a day or two and disappears. And not with the intensity it came with when I was a kid. It's sad and I blame Global warming for all this. A few days ago, 