The Our Lady of Disciples students suddenly stopped laughing in sync. A moment’s silence – pregnant with disbelief – elapsed, before murmurs began bubbling amongst their numbers. They turned to one another curiously, wondering whether they had heard Tomisin’s response correctly. In all their years together, none of Tomisin’s colleagues could ever remember him agreeing … Continue reading Propellers (Part 2 Of 2)
Like most altercations which spiral downwards into the barbaric realms of tongue tugging and throat slapping, there were several avenues of diplomacy which both ten year olds could have branched into before they found themselves bouncing energetically with fists high up in front of their faces – just like they had seen in the movies. … Continue reading Propellers (PART 1 OF 2)
It was the eve of Christmas ‘013, and the family was in Georgia for the holidays. The neighbourhood was cloyed with the savory scent of sugar-coated edibles, and all the other things I loathe about the season; the caroling, the heartfelt cheer, the decorating, the baking, Santa, the maxed out credit cards, the belated gifts, … Continue reading #This Is A Real Memoir, I Swear#
Note : This you are about to read is being written from behind the desk of a psychologist, where I’m trying to allay my shock and excitement over the past days by putting down my experience in the virtual world, again, as the story is too beautiful to be told. ***************************************** “Run! Run!! Run!!! Its … Continue reading Temple Run!!!
You filthy things forgot rule number 1 : Never mess with the chefs. Prepare to meet your creator. (In case you haven’t read Chapter I and Chapter II , follow the links to read them)
Wednesday night: There had always been stories of ghosts at Federal Government college Okim, but it had never been as terrifying as it was now. Today, the girls in green house (my house) came back from morning classes to find Senior Rosa – my school mother very angry. (Don’t get it wrong, it’s not like … Continue reading Finally, I Meet The Ghost! – Perfecta Bassey
I’ve always been a happy kid. Got good grades, looked good ,ate good food, looked good, felt good, had good organs, smelt good, looked good, e.t.c. I was a happy baby 17 years ago. I was happy in Primary School. Very happy in Secondary School. Then I got into the University (pause). I came across … Continue reading School, People, And The Other Disasters That Follow.
We had arrived the exam hall late. And drenched as well. The rain had continued to pound our bodies until we scurried into the building where the hall is. Still shivering with all the goose bumps on our skins, we took a moment off to pull ourselves together. Evil Genius was already there with those … Continue reading The Copycat
Familiar like our best, We all know him. We love him, We cherish him. His stupidity, Is our joy. His mischief, Our laughter. He , without fear Points at our FACE Yet we all learn him like a BOOK. He is not a TWIT, Yet we are all IN A TWITTER … Continue reading Who Is Akpors?
Swimming in the thoughts of a certain Kween The feel, intoxicating like the pills in Quinine The pinch, this thought, ….conjure together like Siamese twins Erecting the Castle of Her in me like scenes… Sizzling, sneezing, yet blazing What! what! what? my soul kept exclaiming Why this suddenly invoking thought, amazing. Birthing a reborn pill, … Continue reading Just for Her…
Of course, I got to lectures late. What self respecting big boy like me comes to lectures early? That’s for all those silly efficos that carry textbooks bigger than their heads with authors whose names they can’t pronounce. Yes, those same effico that will still be counting ceiling boards in the exam hall. Me? I … Continue reading Battle of the Bowel
Please read the first and second part before you read this… Some pepo go dey wonder why I wan revenge for church today. Well sha na small ting make crayfish bend-condition. I must not fall my pepo hand for warri. Bcus if dem hear dis tori, and say I no do my own back dem … Continue reading Today na Today…PART 3
This machine is annoying I think it is toying With my head. For God’s sake I am educated And my ears are not segregated From my body. For the ninth time This machine has gently chimed: Please remove all metal objects And drop them in the box outside. As I stand I … Continue reading Bank Entrance
Tonight was the night! No dulling it. I wouldn’t miss it for the world…beacause even the world would be watching anyways. I always got dramatic when those Barca boys had a match to play as it was never a moment to miss. I dashed off to Haruna’s where I was sure a crowd would be … Continue reading Black Beauty (short story version)