MY SWEET LITTLE COURAGE

Nche did not bother bantering with the pupils lining his path. The gutter surrounding Santa Maria Church was already littered by pupils with their lunch packs, eating and japing. The stairs was reserved for the big kids and the bullies and others rich enough to buy ice cream, though the...

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THE BRAVERY OF MBEKU ODOBO

The children of Umuagbedo agwu of Enugu Ezike loved nothing better than Christmas and the days preceding it when preparations were in full gear. They waited patiently for the last moon before Christmas called onwa December to have the fun of their lives. This period was very special due to...

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THE TALE OF AMERICA…

There lived two orphan brothers Kechi and Kenechi.  Their father had married another woman just a year before his mysterious demise. Kenechi had lived in America since he was a young boy and so many people in the village referred to him as America. He was the fairest man in...

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MY MOTHERS’ MADNESS

They say every human being has 5 minutes of madness. Whoever made this statement simply does not know my mother or he wouldn’t have made this generalized statement. You know what they say, Nigerian mothers are crazy. My mom is actually extra crazy – crazy alone does not do justice...

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I AM MY OWN STEP-MUM

My name is Rosaline but my life is in direct contrast to my name. Well I guess I didn’t have to blossom before getting trampled upon. You want to know my story right? Why I’m here? Would you want to know my age too? I am fourteen, even I don’t...

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SAN: IS FASHOLA PART OF THEM?

The stench deep as the body of the dead peeping through a room abandoned for days. My stomach sensed an unwanted connection from the two openings sitting above my mouth and the lines on my face wrinkled into a frown. My younger brother seemed not to notice this odor in...

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…AND ỌNỤ HATED LOVE (part 1) by Chijioke Ngobili

Blood dripped. Body jerked repeatedly. Temperature high. “Nurse, Nurse! Call the doctor, call the doctor!” Voices yelled. Everyone was in panic, busy and at alert. “Hi? I’m Dr. Ọnụ. How are you now?” The patient managed to look at the face from the sick bed. Everywhere was still misty in...

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AM I A WITCH? (part 2)

They take me to the front of the house where everybody is waiting. They tie me to a big stick. They start praying. Everybody says amen. The prayer and the ‘amen’ sound like music that they all enjoy. I don’t enjoy it. It is what took place before Onome was...

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