Category: Storytime
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LUKU LUKU
Been reminiscing about my good old secondary school days. I’m not much of a storyteller, but if you remember something from your past for long enough, you’re literally reliving it. There’s this spiritual belief that when such happens, the person is about to go meet his/her creator. No, I’m not. Not yet. Abeg. In SS3,…
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I think my life’s getting better
It’s been some time since I’ve written, hope you guys are doing good. Well, I’ve been hustling, for money, online. Mom doesn’t believe in it and I don’t blame her. I’m on the edge too. The world gets less safe every day. She wasn’t supposed to know until my phone fell from a 20 ft…
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Fimihan: Part 3
Mom said when Kay was born, dad threw a big party. It was one of the biggest naming ceremonies in the neighbourhood, literarily everybody was invited and dad must have been the happiest man on Earth. ”Kayode was a strong baby”, she said one evening at dinner. ”One time he fell off the chair and…
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My Childhood
I was 9, and my brother, Kayode, 11, when dad died in a motor accident. The brake of an approaching trailer failed, crossed to the opposite lane, crushed his car and trapped a couple of people beneath it. He was said to have died on the spot. I still remember like it happened yesterday- the…
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Fimihan: Part 1
”Oluwafimihan”, my mum calls me exactly three times from the kitchen and I know why. The food I cooked, tuwo as she calls it, was a disaster and she’ll punish me for it. The rice got too soft, soaking all the starchy water before I could sift it. ‘Fimi, mummy is calling you now’, my…
Against All Odds 