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I watched with delight as the dancers dressed in their colorful, elegant and matching attires danced from the other end of the field to the end where I was seated in progressive harmony to the beats being played by the Congress’ band. They’d started off with slow movements in accordance to the starting beats and […]Read More MY NAIJA TALES Fairweather Friends
‘Command Junction, command Junction! Ka je gaba! Mu je, mu je!’ I told the bike man after I’d practically flown on top his bike from the eatery a couple kilometers behind . I dared to look back only after I’d heard the bike rev but didn’t see any sign of him. ‘He must still be inside’ […]Read More MY NAIJA TALES Operation python dance_The sad state of our higher institutions (part 3)
Envision this : An innocent hawk flying in the sky probably looking for grainy meals to take back home and a chubby chick, a baby hen flaunting its chubby self, calling out to the hawk to come have it. Of course we all know how the story would end even if the hawk had turned […]Read More MY NAIJA TALES Operation python dance_The sad state of our higher institutions (part two)
Before I gained admission into college, I used to hear of stories of sexual harassment meted out on female students by their male lecturers in southern institutions. I don’t think I ever heard of any such stories from northern schools or perhaps I just felt the north was too religious and extremely conservative for such […]Read More My NAIJA TALES Operation python dance_The sad state of our higher institutions
Just recently,on my way home from school,sandwiched between two plus size women in an almost full taxi that was still loading passengers,I watched amused, as this scene played out. There was just one passenger seat left and a young man, who was in his late thirties at most, was just about to get in when […]Read More MY NAIJA TALES Fast and furious_The Lagos mentality.
Lolade and Olabisi had been friends for over ten years. They met for the first time at the canteen while they were still in junior secondary school. Olabisi was in jss2 then and Lolade was in jss1. She was a loner and had gone to get her lunch alone unlike many of her classmates who […]Read More PROMPTS AND POSTS Deny