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Archibald Memorial Secondary School – Part Two

For a moment, the class fell silent. Amaka fidgeted on her seat and wondered if she should answer or not. “Sir, she’s here,” someone from the back seat shouted and Amaka turned. It was the same girl who had been on the first day of resumption. She was staring at her with a sneer on … Continue reading Archibald Memorial Secondary School – Part Two

Archibald Memorial Secondary School

It was September again. It was drizzling again. Students were back again. Teachers were frustrated again. It was resumption day. The time was past two pm, barely seven hours into the start of a new academic year and teachers were already fed up by the presence of their students and their parents. Students could be … Continue reading Archibald Memorial Secondary School

Episode 7: Falling in Love With My Best Friend

  READ EPISODES 1 – 6 Episode 7: Can We Talk?   Regardless of what I should or shouldn’t have done, the fact remained that I had scheduled an appointment with Tokunbo Williams for Monday afternoon at 2:00pm. Unlike the pre-delivery stage with the letter Tokunbo’s father had written, where I agonized for hours over … Continue reading Episode 7: Falling in Love With My Best Friend

Finally, I Meet The Ghost! – Perfecta Bassey

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

The Housewife series: 3

This is not the usual housewife- only story.  It’s for everyone one, not just  as a reading pleasure but also a call to help.  This is a call to help the Helps. Ifeanyi   has been living with the  Ado family since he was 11 years old. HE lost  his father  as a young child and … Continue reading The Housewife series: 3

Disliking Natasha Deverill (2).

Disliking Natasha Deverill (2).

Mr. Shammah is talking. “Hellooo. Hellooo. Alright, silence everyone. The 3rd round is about to start. Silence… SAAAAIIIIILENCE!” The buzz of voices across the Hall reduces. Me and my teammates hold hands, bow our heads and say a short prayer. I see Tash smirking. Hmm. Let her smirk. This competition is just like ‘Who Wants … Continue reading Disliking Natasha Deverill (2).

Disliking Natasha Deverill (1).

Disliking Natasha Deverill (1).

Tash Deverill. I’ve never liked her much.   That’s weird because I’m the kind of person who likes people. The world is my friend. Ask anybody and they’ll tell you, “Oh Omololu, he’s always going around, talking to everybody.” It’s my nature. Even though, I am a natural introvert – and many people disagree with … Continue reading Disliking Natasha Deverill (1).

Love In Gamawa (1)

Love In Gamawa (1)

‘Knock, knock’… 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 world…