I had forgotten the smell of Sunday morning. It was the smell of dew and sounds of cooking pots in neighbouring houses as worshippers prepare for Church. It was also the not-too-distant sputtering of cars, an awakening sound from a week of un-use. There was the smell of freshly washed bodies as people made their … Continue reading The Smell of Sunday Morning
Life
This thing called Youthful Exuberance
As a writer, there are certain things that come to you easily; particular attention to things (details) even when it seems you are not looking. So sometime ago, a contact of mine used a Display Picture that most people keep hidden, an insignia of a particular confraternity. Usually I'm not one to ask people stuff … Continue reading This thing called Youthful Exuberance
Thursday Shenanigan: Is Your Daddy’s Money Yours?
Here's a scenario. Two friends are discussing plans for a friend's wedding whose Aso ebi costs 20k. Friend One says, "I don't think I'll be paying for Aso ebi because what I have is money saved up for school". Friend Two says, "How much is 20k that you can't pay". Friend One says "20k is … Continue reading Thursday Shenanigan: Is Your Daddy’s Money Yours?
#StoryTime: Of A Girl, Paulina…
I started this story to tell a particular story but at the end, emerged a different one. Oyin, I hope this holds the forte for when that story comes... ****************************************************************************** My name na Paulina. You see, me na from a good home. Church every Sunday, Bible study Tuesdays and Thursdays, Evangelism on Fridays, that … Continue reading #StoryTime: Of A Girl, Paulina…
I Think I’ve Met My Husband
Yinka once said that I hide my hurt And share my smile What’s the use of more hurt to a world already hurting?
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