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Two weeks before my father died, he called us for a meeting. All six of us, excluding our mother. He told us his time was near and would love to pass on something to all of us.
'' Since you were kids, have you wanted for anything?'' he asked us.
'' No sir,'' we chorused.
'' Since you were kids, have you wanted for anything?'' he asked us.
'' No sir,'' we chorused.
'' Good. But do you know why?''
Confused, I turned to my siblings and matched their bewildered shrugs.
Papa said nothing for a while. He stabbed the floor tile twice with his staff, before looking up.
'' I asked a question.''
''No idea sir,'' I answered on behalf of my siblings.
Confused, I turned to my siblings and matched their bewildered shrugs.
Papa said nothing for a while. He stabbed the floor tile twice with his staff, before looking up.
'' I asked a question.''
''No idea sir,'' I answered on behalf of my siblings.
He placed the staff across his laps and sank back into his favorite cushion.
The silence was deafening as we waited for him to tell us the reason for his summon. Papa who rarely commented on the family whatsapp group had dropped 'My time is near and I need you all at the Otuobi
The silence was deafening as we waited for him to tell us the reason for his summon. Papa who rarely commented on the family whatsapp group had dropped 'My time is near and I need you all at the Otuobi
Secondary school wasn't a great period for me. It was hell. Being far away from home sucked and being bullied by everyone - including my classmates, sucked even more.
Therefore, it was with trepidation that I accepted to be part of the alumni that would be inspecting the school facilities. Our old girls association - one which I joined for the networking- had the intention of renovating the female hostels. It was important we know what's on
ground before fundraising for the project.
The second I walked past that gate, I felt like a child again. It was my first visit after 25 years of graduation. I was cast back to the first time I arrived with my Echolacc box and a teddy bear, which was seized by a senior the next
The second I walked past that gate, I felt like a child again. It was my first visit after 25 years of graduation. I was cast back to the first time I arrived with my Echolacc box and a teddy bear, which was seized by a senior the next
