The Last Komole (Short Story): Part 2

Komole is a Yoruba term, which literally means “bend down low.”  It is the name given to a dance move that is popular in Nigeria where a person (usually a woman) progressively drops, while dancing until she is crouching low in … Continue reading

The Last Komole (Short Story): Part 1

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Komole is a Yoruba term, which literally means “bend down low.”  It is the name given to a dance move that is popular in Nigeria where a person (usually a woman) progressively drops, while dancing until she is crouching low in a graceful manner, without actually hitting the ground.  And now for the story. Continue reading

Liebster Blog Award from The Crazy Nigerian

Last month, Tonwa Anthony a.k.a The Crazy Nigerian nominated me for the Liebster Award.  My ears are still tingling from the good news! This is my very first award on this blog and you can imagine my excitement.

Thank you so so much, Tonwa.  I don’t know when I will get used to calling him, Tonwa because most of us only knew him as the Crazy Nigerian for the longest time.  But that has since changed.

Now, there is the business of this award.

Liebster-Blog-Award-Crazy-NigerianSo, what exactly is the Liebster Award? Continue reading

The Mystery of Madam Koin-Koin – Final Part

Her Shoes

The following Monday before classes began, just about everyone in Temi’s class had heard about her Friday night ordeal.  As she had expected, the girls did not believe Temi when she recounted her experience with Madam.  One of her classmates had even resorted to calling her “Temi Koin-Koin,” which only served to aggravate her further.  Mrs. Onita, the English teacher did not appreciate the new nickname either.  She heard it as soon as she entered the class.  She made the liberal nick-namer, Tina, who also doubled as the chief noise-maker, kneel down in front of the whole class, as punishment.  Mrs. Onita clearly did not have any sense of humor. Continue reading

The Mystery of Madam Koin-Koin – Part 2

Temi knew that tune.  She was sure the whole school knew it too.  It was the school song.  The person – for Temi had decided only human beings could whistle – repeated the chorus three times.  After the third time, … Continue reading