If you have ever had the misfortune of sitting beside a dirty conductor in those yellow and black coloured buses popularly known as danfo in Lagos on your way back from work on a sunny afternoon, then you can relate perfectly! Every single time I have to go back home either on my way back from school… Read More Body Odour is a Pressing Issue Nigeria! Corruption Could be a Distraction!
This is a summary of my recent meeting with the president of our great country together with some of his close aides and what he promised the youths… The previous day was a very busy day for me at school because I received very long boring lectures; and after my exasperating chemistry practical I decided… Read More I Met With the President!!
Today happens to be one of those days when I attempt to observe siesta then end up sleeping for more hours than I bargained only to stay awake throughout the night, unable to shut my eyes again. Today’s seems to be one of the chronic ones as I haven’t shut my eyes since 5pm yesterday.… Read More Starting Afresh, for the third time!
How many of you have ever wished you could act out some scenes in Hollywood movies, for example, where a young guy or girl within the ages of 14 and 19 would just walk into the house and announce “Hello mum! I’ve got a boy/girlfriend! And I’m sleeping over at his place this weekend (for… Read More Nigerian Parents, Youth and Relationships
On my way back from school today, I got on a bus – tired and sleepy. I needed to keep myself awake so I decided to take a virtual journey down my Facebook feed and alas! 😱 I saw blood! I saw the blood of a seven year old child scattered all over his face. His left… Read More Jungle Justice: The Death of Us
I had one shot. It brushed his left knee and punched a hole in the wall. He halted, racing no more but exhibited no sign of pain; only blood filled that area. I had another shot but this time through his left patella. He let out a loud cry but didn’t seem remorseful about what… Read More I Killed for Love
Wednesday afternoon, Parade ground, 4:15pm. “Paraders!” “Sir, yes sir!” “Paraders!” “Sir, yes sir!” “Are you good to go?” “Good to go, good to go, good to go sir!” “Are you motivated?!” “Motivated, motivated, motivated sir!” On and on we went, commandant and cadet boys. That was our second parade that term but my first.… Read More CADET WAS CAST: The King’s College Experience.
Previous Episode – Episode 1. Click here to read. I had recovered from the somewhat excruciating pain that I felt in my left eye which was an effect from the collision of the bullet and the wall. I escaped blindness. In confusion, many thoughts had run through my head. What if my house was blown… Read More Our Last Night Together (2)
I lay on the bed awake staring at the ceiling. It was so quiet that the sound from the intermittent ticking of the clock hands could be detected by the sound recorder hung on the wall. The room was also very dark except for the faint rays of moonlight piercing through my gold and blue… Read More Our Last Night Together 1
In response to a post I had earlier published – Is King’s College, Lagos Still the Great, Good Old School? – the School Captain (SC) of the 2016/2017 set, TomaBari Kumbe, deemed it fit to do an interesting write up. Finally from a distance is a lens to see through. This will definitely give us an insight on… Read More Our Honour: Does it Still “Untarnished” Stand?