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

  9 Tanki was our major shopping complex. There were as many as seven, eight shops there, but the one we always went to was kantin Sambo. Shehu and I. His things were more expensive and it always took longer for him to attend to customers because of the number of people waiting, but we … Continue reading

  8 We did 'tashe' during Ramadan too. We sang songs and danced and mocked people. Now I wonder what we did that for. Most time what we got offered was food which we rejected of course. Sometimes we got grains that we gave to Maa after we shared among ourselves.(we usually went with the … Continue reading

Those Years gone by…

6 Somedays I got lucky and escaped Chinyere, otherdays, not so lucky. On the days she blocked me, basically she pushed me around, knocks here and there, pulled this ear and insulted me...classic case of bullying. I would not have minded much if other kids didn't look on, but I think she enjoyed the audience. … Continue reading Those Years gone by…