boringblogger on December 28th, 2010
âKnock, knockâÂÂ⦠That was the sound that woke me up that morning. It was so gentle and soft yet loud enough to being me back from dreamland. At first I thought is was part of my dream but after a few more gentle knocks that sounded like the sound of a foam being hit on the mouth of a pot, a common musical instrument from the eastern part of Nigeria, I realised I had returned to the real
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boringblogger on December 26th, 2010
â¦1PM.
In a nutshell, the plan was to find a way of convincing her to come to my room later on that day without telling anyone. The early morning visits to fetch water didnâÂÂt sound like a good time to me as her parents would probably know she was ther plus she was always with her friends. However, getting her to come in the evening seemed a perfect plan. And when she comes â¦
âhere I am sirâ she said on that fateful day. âGood, you are 5 minutes late. I thought I specifically said 1Pm?â, I tried to feign anger
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Tola Odejayi on November 2nd, 2010
I still remember the first time I met Kacha in secondary school. I was minding my own business, packing away my books at the end of one of my first days in school when this scrawny boy with protruberant eyes and a manic grin approached me.
âHello! WhatâÂÂs your name?â
âChukwudiâ, I replied cautiously. âWhatâÂÂs yours?â
âMy full name is Adeniyi Oluwadamilare Mongolia Oxygen Malomo. Most people call me Niyi. But since you are going to be my friend, I will let you call me a special name that IâÂÂll decide on.â
I was taken aback. What kind of parents gave their children names
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