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Where I am coming From: The first Years

Where I am coming From: The first Years

Long time arriving here it’s been. Infant times coming up, and storytelling from gone Grandma, and old smiling Grandpa, why Mama struggled the dug-beg, and never saw her new boy gone moons. Where I am coming from dry and rainy; sometimes the harmattan laugh and kick inside us to survive her strong-wind hand. Then, we … Continue reading Where I am coming From: The first Years

We Are One

We Are One

You said: “How  time flies”; I said: “Just the mind”. E’en if time sloughed off its old skin, all the time, We’ll  together take that same old turn: Walking the long route home with no dime, E’en as the sun did fiercly burn. And  our throats parched for  want of Tasty Tyme. Just the mind. … Continue reading We Are One

My Random Story III (The Finale)

As is common with the tail end of movies, THE FINALE has a sprinkling of acknowledgements here and there. In it, you’ll find names of people I felt deserved to be recognised (either for good or otherwise). You may choose to imagine them scrolling from the bottom of your screen to the top. Yeah! Just like … Continue reading My Random Story III (The Finale)

Telling my story in 24 random bits (2)

I started school for the wrong reason. I wasn’t old enough to understand anything that was taught in the classroom. A neighbour’s older son was responsible for my premature enrolment. He would get dressed every morning and immediately storm our flat. His mission? He wanted to take baby to school. He made this an everyday … Continue reading Telling my story in 24 random bits (2)

Telling my story in 24 random bits

Telling my story in 24 random bits

I marked my birthday recently and my gift to the world then was this random chronicle of my life. In no particular order, I present to you twenty-four facts that shaped my life. I’ve arranged them in series for your reading pleasure. Enjoy! I came hard as nails. Ferocious, tight-faced, pulling on my umbilical cord as I heard the doc bark … Continue reading Telling my story in 24 random bits