The sun was still out that afternoon as my friends and I walked to the stream. Many indigenous sons and daughters who lived outside of the village had returned. Preparations had been made for the celebration. My friends and I were excited as we had fully mastered our dance routine.
It was the eve of the New Yam Festival. There were still a few hours until my friends and I would each be in our various homes, each girl seated on a lower surface between her mother's legs, with her head
I wrote this a couple of days ago after I'd visited but thought not to post it. A bit too honest?? I love originality. Stumbled on it again this afternoon and it didn't seem bad at all; neither was it off character nor abusive. They are my recurring observations. They are my thoughts, good or bad, quite liberating however. So, enjoy!
Yes, you may have guessed it. It's all about the idiosyncratic 'thank you'.
And it's quite possible that the subject has been broached
A very interesting and encouraging article for Nigerians and especially the up and coming. Note that his ethnicity, perhaps implied by his name, is not mentioned anywhere. He is simply a Nigerian building Nigeria. There were so many important brief clips; I chose not to highlight any. Make of them or identify them as you need and see fit. It's a good morning. - Ayomide
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Jay Alabraba: Developing Nigeria With Humility and Hard Work
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Jay", I greeted the woman Emu had introduced as her mother, not her sister as I had initially thought. I saw the resemblance, and I could tell that the woman was certainly older. But Emu's mother?
"Hello darling". She patted my upper arm. "Please call me Yeye. Everyone does. How are you?"
"I am fine, thank you ma".
"Please feel at home. Thank you for coming". It was apparent that she was not just playing the role of the perfect
The choice of this piece's title might come to mind as flabbergasting, for, if nothing, one might find juvenile, the existential locus or nexus that sandwiches the phenomena of bad roads and the ability to spell the noun word 'Kano' correctly. But as is apparent in life, at given moments in our lives, one finds out that some lively phenomena that were thought to be exclusively dissimilar to each other are, after all, analogous. It is in this context that I found the contributing link between our