Sometimes, our dislike for a person turn us blind to the the good they do. Sometimes we get so used to being used that we think the person that would abuse us a little less, does us a favour..We have been too abused know our rights, too used to chaos to appreciate order. Now, I … Continue reading Teacher. Teaching. Impact.
What's in a name anyway? I tell you. There's more to a name than how it sounds. There's hope. There's prayer. There's wishes...
"Please". She pleaded as he made for her. She would make it worse if she dodged his lunge for her. It was always better to stay and take her punishment with dignity, he'd say. But today, today she pleads with him to be quiet, the children are around, and her little brother has come to … Continue reading
Ever since I came of age, I mean the age where I seem to know something we may tag critical thinking, I hated the kind of leadership where one person reigns supreme. I do not like the idea of one soul deciding for multitudes. I do not like the idea of absolute powers rested with … Continue reading As You Like It
11 The jolt killed whatever laughter was left in our throats. We had been laughing at my comparatives and superlatives for beautiful. I had just finished telling Daddy that my teacher in class had said my 'beautifuller and beautifullest ' respectively were not correct. I had even gone on to justify my answer: if … Continue reading
10 Maa and Daddy had a wonderful marriage. They bickered, but then we'd turn that into jokes. Sometimes Daddy would come into the house and ask Maa to dance with him and Maa would giggle and say "Duba yaran nan na kallo … Continue reading