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WOBBLED WORDS: A BOOK FOR CHARITY. SHOW LOVE, BUY A COPY by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

Wobbled Words
Wobbled Words

Nigerians are not all about money. Many times, we sacrifice

This past weekend, some Nigerian writers including Bode Asiyanbi, a two-time winner of the BBC African Performance Playwriting Prize, who has also worked with the BBC World Service Trust as a writer on its groundbreaking radio and television drama series, Story Story and Wetin Dey and Adebayo Coker, the author of Societal Fragments and A Man Like Me: Noteography Of a Father to His Son and a host of others, published a book of collected short stories with a singular aim of charity.

This is just one of the many good examples that may go a step further towards helping in nation-building. Enough of the talks; let’s put in more action.

To purchase the book, you need just a little detail.

Title:    WOBBLED WORDS

Platform to purchase:    Amazon

Cost: Affordable, depending on format (Just check it out).

 #PAUSIBILTY:  AN AFRICAN FASCINATION by Jeff Underwood

LalibelaThere was a small lake north of the city of Seattle which was very popular with the people of the area.  It was very unique.  There was no obvious inflow or outflow of water but the lake’s level remained the same and was almost always clean and clear.  Once upon a time, there had been an aqua theater there where water shows had been staged for enthusiastic audiences.  All that remained of that outdoor extravaganza now was a concrete husk of a quarter-circle of benches and many stairs climbing to its top.

It was somewhat late evening but was a very balmy one as well.  The usual brisk breeze was nearly dormant and only fluffed her hair in an occasional puff or two. Continue reading  #PAUSIBILTY:  AN AFRICAN FASCINATION by Jeff Underwood

 #PAUSIBILITY:  THE ZIP CODE by Adebayo Coker

royalty deluxe gradientStarting from this week, I will be sharing some short stories with you: Compelling and motivational personal experiences.

Having completed my internship, I was posted to Ifesowapo for my mandatory one- year National Youth Service. It is a bubbly village with lively people. I had opted to serve in the deepest of the hinterland so as to offer myself for service in the true sense of it; and since the people of Ifesowapo hardly get a Youth ‘Corper’ to serve in their domain, I was welcomed into their midst like a Royal. In fact, I was given a room in the King’s cottage; of course, at no cost and with other benefits.

As time went by, the people of Ifesowapo became more and more relaxed with me and vice versa. The King would sometimes invite me for a chat with him. On this particular day, the king called me into his inner chamber as usual, but this time he wanted to share a secret with me.

“My son, Prince Omogoriola, lives in the city with his wife and kids.” The king started out. “But before he left this town, he had put one of our maids in the family way. In fact, that was one reason his journey to the city was fast- tracked, as it is a shameful thing for the royals to share intimacy with the dregs”. Continue reading  #PAUSIBILITY:  THE ZIP CODE by Adebayo Coker