• Catcalling can be considered a form of sexual harassment, and is something a lot of women experience on a daily basis.


    Atinuke, 19

    When I was around 11, I went to buy my little brother’s baby milk. This guy started calling me and I ignored him. He then got up and started chasing me. I ran all the way home and have not passed that road in 8 years.

    Doyin, 20

    This man was calling me a fine girl and when that did not work, he started calling me ugly. When I still did not answer him, he used his car to hit me. People were helping me dust my clothes and I was just so confused. How did we get to that?

    Anu, 23

    I was taking a walk around my estate when this man pulls my hair from behind because he wants to get my attention. He then tells me I am a pretty girl, and I do not need braids. I gave him my number just so he could leave.

    Odion, 56

    I was going to the market, and this police officer kept calling me, shouting “sexy mama” at me. He said I need a young man like him to treat me right. I was so irritated.

    Lydia, 19

    I went to the pharmacy to get drugs for my brother, but halfway there I noticed this guy in a jeep who called me over and I thought he was looking for directions. Apparently, he had been following me since I stepped out of my gate. I walked away because I was scared, then stayed in the pharmacy for about twenty minutes. When I came out, he was still parked outside. I tried to walk home but he was following me, so I called a bike and asked him to just drive. The guy chased the bike man and I until we lost him. It was like something from fast and furious.

    Adaobi, 32

    At the market and this man keeps trying to engage in a conversation with me. I told him to leave me alone, and when I started walking away he grabbed my arm and that was when I slapped him. People then came and were asking if that is how I beat my husband at home. Where they were when this man was harassing me I do not know, but I left all of them there.

    Amina, 26

    At the market, they kept talking about how they have clothes that can fit even my big butt. I turned them down and they started going on about how maybe I do not want to cover my big butt well. One grabbed it and then I started crying. Luckily, one woman that sold jeans allowed me stay in her shop. She bought me a drink as I just sat there and cried.


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  • If I start talking about my catcall story and how much I’ve suffered in the hands of Lagos men, you wouldn’t believe it.

    When I moved to Lagos as a slaying hijabi, I just assumed people would have sense in Lagos.. I was wrong.

    One evening, I was jejely going home after a typical stressful Lagos day…

    I was trying to board a keke when some annoying boys started whistling at me like…

    I never hexperred it, my reaction was just:

    When their wahala started getting too much, I quickly went to take the fastest Okada to my house.

    We got to a traffic light and that’s how one small conductor boy started winking at me like…

    See my life, is this one mad?

    To God be the glory, I got to Yaba busstop safely after raining curses on the conductor. But it didn’t end there…

    The traders at Yaba were waiting there like…

    But as a sharp girl, I tried to form street…

    But my bad guy face didn’t move boys, one of them tried to grab my waist like…

    The first thing I said was…

    Instead of him to leave me alone, he started calling me bend-bend leg…

    On top my own body again…

    He insulted me till I walked out of the street…

    Some of these Lagos men don’t have sense sha. Please go and find your home training!