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Broken Bridge of Memories 2: Omolara’s Story

As the sun glistened in the afternoon sky, Sale walked into his wife’s eating place with a young maiden carrying a few bundles of clothing. Omolara, the eldest of nine children rushed out to greet her father and his guest …

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Broken Bridge Of Memories 1: Nancy’s Story

I’ve often wondered about the mad man I see walking naked on the street. He rummages through rubbish bins. After he has eaten his fill of the decaying rubbish, he lies by the side of the road, under the glaring …

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DEEVA PROSE: The Bondage Of Superstition

I was nursing my three month old son one day, when I noticed two wall geckos chasing each other on my wall. “What!” I exclaimed to myself, “enough already, this is my fifth baby!” Then I remembered the promise I …

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Poem: Nigeria’s Pride

We come from a land where the hills overlook vast grassland; The Rain Forest with the palm trees and strong timber A place where maidens play in the river and fetch water home to their families; Of rich soil and …

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POEM: Nigeria’s Pride

We come from a land where the hills overlook vast grassland; The rain forest with the palm trees and strong timber A place where maidens play in the river and fetch water home to their families; Of rich soil and …

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