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DEAR IJAEWELE: A FEMINIST MANIFESTO IN FIFTEEN SUGGESTIONS by CHIMAMANDA NGOZI ADICHIE


DEAR IJAEWELE: A FEMINIST MANIFESTO IN FIFTEEN SUGGESTIONS by CHIMAMANDA NGOZI ADICHIE


Another brilliant step-by-step guide to feminism from Adichie. This one is perfect for parents who want to raise their children as feminists (who wouldn’t?!) I strongly recommend this book to all parents. I am not a parent myself but I still found value in this, so I also recommend this to anyone who has any contact with children.


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