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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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Pornography:The silent ad...: Alero: Guess what dropped off Frank's pocket on our way home yesterday?
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Alero: Nop, try again!
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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)
FIRST KISS: THE LOOK
The first time he kissed her it was from across the office.
She rubbed her engagement ring hard and was rewarded with a sparkle. Looking at it intensely she t...90 comment(s)
Love, in a mortar...: I don’t believe in marriage. Not really. I like my space, so having one special person for the rest of my life is scary and too close for comfort.
My sister, Hadiza, got marri...81 comment(s)
Captain von 'Clap' Trapp: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of some ages, good day.
My name is… well you can call me Narrator. And I love my role. I am omnipresent. I see it all. I hear it a...78 comment(s)
My husband died in his sleep but my in laws said I killed him. How could I have killed my husband? After all, my uncle had married me off to such an old man because he could not repay the debt he owed. I [...]
Entering the walls of Ronik Comprehensive School, what greets you is its quiet and unruffled environment. You can hear the silence. It welcomes you as you make your way through the walkways and hallways. Classes are in session, but you can’t really tell unless you came close enough to the classroom blocks. Only then would you witness the quality of education we received within those walls. [...]
While someone questioned the woman’s *‘para-ing’, another could not just understand why the woman could be so ‘paranoid’. But, who knows the kind of skimpy stuff or cleavage-announcing top the colleague-from-the office’s attire could have been wearing? [...]
If dreams where made of plastic, we’ll just buy toys. That is just another way to say “Na Yam”. But the reality of things is that a significant percentage of police men we have today will not refuse the “statutory’’ =N=20 note (and if [...]
“Mummy, why can’t you hear me?” Little Alex lay on the hospital bed, a sorry sight, with his skin clinging to his bones and a deathly pale look on his face. The discolouration of his skin gave him a ghost-like appearance and he was barely conscious of his environment as he lay there struggling for dear life. . [...]
Recently, I’ve been trying to get my head round the idea that shopping could actually be a hobby. Exactly how is shopping a hobby biko nu? I can’t help but notice a lot of profiles on facebook, twitter and the likes, where people have [...]
And God said, “It is not good for man to be alone” This is the most quoted scripture in the Bible. It is quoted in reference to only, perhaps marriage. But could there have been a deeper and more far reaching idea in the mind of God when he said that, that for the first time something was not good? Could he have meant that it is simply not good for Adam to dwell in that garden alone without someone of his kind, who would serve as a sounding board for his dreams, and it need’nt always be a wife? This is why I say, I think you need me to feel good. - [...]
We approached the senate floor, a crowd of sweaty students dressed in our night clothes, armed with tree branches and leaves, singing our aluta songs,”…solidarity forever/ solidarity forever/ we shall always fight for our rights!”
Our entrance into the senate building was forced, and [...]
When the Nkpani warriors returned, they weren’t jubilant. Although, they brought back twenty heads, they were sad. They had lost eighteen men. They had planned to take the Nko people unaware and kill them in their numbers, but they hadn’t anticipated coming [...]
(A setting like a secondary school’s social hall, on the podium holding a microphone is a student, the social prefect. Audience applauding) Folashade Thompson: Wasn’t that very entertaining? (Audience still clapping) Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You guys are the best audience one could ever have. - [...]
Beckoning, wooing; flagging her fancy for who may fall victim; inviting to all with promises of safety and pity. The understanding mother and the soothing mistress; - [...]
