Tag Archives: childhood

The Little Storyteller 2

For the first Episode, click here “So did you ask her?” Ij asked as soon as I jumped down from the car. From the little beads on her face, I could tell that she had been running to beat me to school this morning. We had had a bet about it and somehow I had overslept … Continue reading The Little Storyteller 2

That Day.

A non-fiction submission. THAT DAY Growing up was serious business. Our tiny three bedroom apartment wasn’t large enough to contain the world created by four curious children, their overbearing father and their often hysterical mother. Every available space was crammed with junk; Mother was loath to part with broken chairs, faulty electronic appliances, old books … Continue reading That Day.

Child Story (1)

In the late 70s and mid-80s, it was wonderful to be a kid in Northern Nigeria. We had a pleasant childhood. You know all those adventures you read and day dreamed about? We had them all. Now, if all the adventures you read about were all Enid Blyton, flying broomsticks and brooks and meadows and … Continue reading Child Story (1)

“Of Lost friendship, and Flickering dreams”

“Of Lost friendship, and Flickering dreams”

This is a collaboration between myself and queenzayta. I hope you all enjoy it.. **** As girls, we dreamed of what we wanted to be. Now, we’re grown and big,.. But is this what we dreamed? @dr2103- I saw it all, The cheer and fame, I saw it wrong, In my mind’s face.. The glamour, … Continue reading “Of Lost friendship, and Flickering dreams”

And Christmas died in Minna

And Christmas died in Minna

A childhood memory of Christmas.   It starts with the sun: the large red disc that appears at dusk up behind the houses and right atop the Fadama. The sun and then the smells: the scent of dust and bush fires and finally the aroma of fried meat and frying tomatoes. The sun assumed that colour … Continue reading And Christmas died in Minna

Musings of a once innocent child

Do you remember how some 10 years ago in your life, you- young, healthy, boisterous, full of hope, love and belief- saw yourself today as a chartered accountant, or a practicing lawyer, or a pilot, an engineer? How sweet! I remember! I particularly remember how during one of my primary school classes, my teacher asked … Continue reading Musings of a once innocent child

There was a time….

There was a time….

August 14, 2012     7.35am There was a time… A long, almost forgotten time When we would lie in the shade beside the muddy pool Sleeping and basking in the sunset cool That was when life was fun When the day was lit by the sun When brothers didn’t march the streets in thirsty search Of … Continue reading There was a time….