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I heard a story of a man who said to a woman, “I know the reason you’re came to study in the university is because you want to find a husband. There’s no need to study any further because I’m ready to marry you now”. If only she had been foolish then but she completed her first degree and wanted to go for Maters degree but he would not have her do that if she is to be his wife.

Sometimes, really, all women have to do is to call the bluff. Because the man who would rather have a woman not have a first degree, eventually waited four long years. … More Submit Wisdom to Ego

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Part 1 : THE TRAGEDY

After they were done and gone, I wanted to be dead. I couldn’t believe still that it happened to me, to us. But the evidences were real, painfully so. When I thought I was disappointed back then in secondary school, the pain and hurt and fury I felt at that moment toward life and God were insurmountable. Then I thought of Mother. She would be devastated, broken. It would confirm her reservations about being secluded from other students. I feared for my brother and I. The extent of the damage would now only be determined by doctors if only we would make it through that night alive. The sight of him frightened me as I imagined the worst lying with my swollen eyes glued to the white ceiling. The tears rolled down without a sound or whimper. … More Part 1 : THE TRAGEDY

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Story telling: Series 12

“Mama Savage was just asking about Nifemi”, Nifemi’s mother cuts in blatantly. She raised her brows to her mother in disapproval. It was her issue to discuss, not hers. Mr. Adeniji looked at his wife as though she just committed a grave offence. For some reason, he could not believe Nifemi’s issue would still come up in his house. However he was obliged to give Mama Savage due respect and full audience.

“What about Nifemi?” he asked, after he took his seat opposite the television set. He kept his irritated gaze on his wife. It was definitely a plot between mother and daughter as far as he was concerned. … More Story telling: Series 12

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Story telling: Series 11

“I believe my work here is done. I will take my leave now”, Mr. Adeniji said brashly. “Woman, meet me in the car”. Nifemi’s mother watched her husband walk out the door, defeated. She wished he had commanded Nifemi to follow them home, despite the flimsy excuses she gave about her duties towards her sick baby. But even she could not be that oblivious to the reality at hand. It would have been better if they had asked her to abort the pregnancy at its early stage, she thought. Above all, she felt heart-broken to see her daughter, whom she had invested so much trust and hope, lead a life so ordinary. She would have thought she wanted more, something different from what her parents had aiming higher to be better for herself and her family. But she realized that after staying with a man for a year to have his baby and live among his people, what really was left? Even she herself has come to be addressed as Mrs. Adeniji without any formal nuptial rites. She was saddened that Nifemi had chosen the same course which, whether for or against her parents’ wishes, was not going to change. … More Story telling: Series 11

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Story telling: Series 10

When Olusegun came into the room, a rush of fresh cool air blew in through the curtains as though it followed him and almost like a magical entrance, the cool breeze rested on the baby. Unfamiliar to such cool, the baby shivered but with a smile; her first smile. Nifemi looked upon her baby and appreciated her innocent smile. Olusegun walked to Nifemi and the baby slowly. He sat on the armrest of Nifemi’s chair. He looked upon Nifemi and the baby in awe, just like that; a new life is made. A new chapter has begun. A smile formed on his lips, and then as he looked closely at his daughter, he said, “She is beautiful”. At that moment, Nifemi looked at Olusegun with wide wet eyes, her lips quivering as they showed mixed emotions. Olusegun embraced her and she held her baby closer. He had found his family and no one would ever take them away from him. “I love you. Thank you”, he said still holding them in his tight embrace. … More Story telling: Series 10

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Story telling: Series 8

Olusegun was angered by Mr. Adeniji’s verdict. He thought he was treated like an inconsequential boy in the matter. Nifemi was betrothed to another man anyway; sooner or later, she was bound to get pregnant and truncate her so-called ambition. They probably would have felt less infuriated if he was as wealthy as Mr. Martins. The thought angered him and the sudden rush of emotions showed in the squeezed lines on his forehead as he looked at Nifemi’s mother. Nevertheless, he was tongue-tied for the sake of his mother and Nifemi.

“Do you have anything to say to me, boy?” Mrs. Adeniji asked him. … More Story telling: Series 8

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Story telling: Series 7

“Now that you have been informed, this is what will happen. She will go right away and live with you till the baby is born. I am neither giving my daughter away to you nor consenting to this disgraceful act but I will right the wrongs which the two of you started under the knowledge of your mother as I can see. Bear in mind that I will hold you responsible if any mishap should come upon my daughter during her stay with you. I expect her back to me in a healthy condition just as you take away from me today four months after the delivery of the baby. She will hand your child to you and in turn you will hand mine back to me. Hope this is clear enough?” Mr. Adeniji explained with fierceness in his eyes. … More Story telling: Series 7

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