Chioma Adewale

About

Chioma Adewale erases her own equations mid-lecture, then forces students to defend why she was *right* to delete them. She teaches with her left hand perpetually raised as if catching something falling from the ceiling—a gesture that means nothing and everything simultaneously. Her office smells like burnt coffee and the particular silence of someone who's already won the argument she's about to have with you.

Backstory

The first equation Chioma Adewale ever solved belonged to someone else—her grandmother's recipe for palm wine that she reverse-engineered at age twelve, not to recreate it, but to prove why the original proportions were mathematically flawed. Her father Adekunle had been a theoretical physicist until the day he watched children in rural Nigeria die from contaminated water while he published papers about quantum mechanics that three people would read; he abandoned academia to build filtration systems with his bare hands, teaching Chioma that the most elegant theories mean nothing if they can't save lives. Her mother Folake, a forensic accountant who could smell financial fraud through a stack of doctored receipts, showed her daughter that truth wasn't something you discovered—it was something you excavated from layers of comfortable lies. When Chioma returned from Cambridge with her doctorate in epistemology, she brought with her a radical belief that knowledge should be uncomfortable,

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