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BURN THE MALLAM: Time flew swiftly whenever Mallam Kabiru was in class. The man was born to teach Maths. He simplified complex concepts with admirable ease and competence. For almost two hours, we sat in our straight-backed, uncomfortable cha...9 view(s)
The very singular type of...:
“Thank you Alfred.”
I say and nudge the car door shut with a loud thud. I use my elbow; my right hand has got a heavy bag of groceries and my clutch bag, my left holds an even heavier bag of shoes. I love ne...6 view(s)
Engaged But Available:
Picking up my carry-on bag, I marched towards the baggage claim to get my suitcases, sweating profusely; I toyed with the idea of sitting down for a quick minute to regain my strength before proceeding to the baggage cla...6 view(s)
Who Killed Mrs Johnson? -...: Detective sergeant Bassey Akpan, a short and stout man of fifty-two years, had worked in the Nigerian police force for close to twenty-seven years and had seen it all. He sat in his office reading an old newspaper to keep him...6 view(s)
A Chat With Jude Dibia - ...: I recently had the opportunity to chat with Jude Dibia, author of new novel Blackbird. His previous books are Walking with Shadows (2005) and Unbridled (2007). Unbridled won the Ken Saro-Wiwa award for prose in 2007 and was a...6 view(s)
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A kid's prayer: As i face another day,
Watch over me Lord when i play,
Help me not to cry when i fall.
Instill in me your sweetest love.
Fill my heart with your truth.
As i'll soon ...147 comment(s)
OH! PASTOR: ... Oh! Pastor ... REPENT!!! before its too late!
This poetry shows the deteriorating state of our religious leaders ... so help us GOD!...102 comment(s)
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The first time he kissed her it was from across the office.
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Finally, the Naija Stories Independence Day Contest is concluded. Like already stated, the stories in our shortlist were further reviewed by the Naija Stories editors and graded with regards to Creativity, Use of Language, Relevance to the Independence Day theme and Polish/Grammar. The winners are [...]
She could tell as soon as she looked at him; one glance at her and he knew she could tell. Maybe it was because he couldn’t hold her gaze like before. Or maybe it was just that powerful intuition he knew she had; the [...]
Even as he said the words to her, he knew that he had made a terrible mistake. The look on her face had him flinching on the inside but he refused to budge.
The smell of curry permeated the small room. Electricity was low; the creaky ceiling fan whirring lazily did little to dispel the smell. Its creaking as it struggled to circulate air caused Abidemi more discomfort. She got up from the old metal bed where [...]
Then he walked to the door, locked it and put the key in his pocket. He turned to me again and screamed, “I thought I asked you to take off your clothes!” I shivered terribly. What was I [...]
“Mama Segun said I should greet you,” Chike announced as he exited the house to the veranda where his mother sat. Adanma had already called it a night, leaving the two to their mother and son chats. Ezeamaka made a noncommittal sound [...]
As I continued putting pen on paper bloating my ink, the memories that continues erupting in my head keeps alarming me knowing I want to say everything just as it is, the tears just keeps dropping from my already flooded eyes, eyes that has seen life, life in just so short a years. But before I start, I have to make some truths known … just as it were … [...]
Hours after hours Days after days I try to forget you I haven’t called I haven’t emailed I haven’t heard your voice in months But somehow you found your way back into my heart And into my [...]
Given that this was a competition about writing a story about Nigeria’s independence, I wasn’t surprised to see this entry which cast its eye to the future of Nigeria. I was tickled pink at the idea of [...]
The style of the furnishing is quite fashionable type. There are four leather chairs, a round glass table in the middle of the chair with a flower in a [...]
We have come to the last stage of the contest. Voting has been completed and we have selected the top stories from the poll for our final shortlist. These are the 14 entries which received over 1% of the total votes each. These stories [...]
The uproar that would have followed that discovery was firmly suppressed by the family’s determination to avoid the entire village finding out what was happening. But covering up the disappearance of a child especially one in the public eye like Omoboja was just not [...]
The old man lifted the mahogany pipe from his mouth and sucked in a deep raspy breath; coughing in spurts and choking back muck at the base of his throat. He ran thin bony fingers over his bald head and pulled on his long grey [...]
After those words came out, she immediately had the urge to clap a hand over her mouth. So much for hiding her antagonism from him. So much for professionalism, Gabriella thought. So much for her profession, period. Because she knew there and then [...]
In spite of the widely acclaimed offence of immorality that Toni Kan’s Nights of the Creaking Bed purportedly commits, the book indeed reflects the power of confidence that proper narration could exude when it is told with apt words. With the consciousness [...]
