echelon:

Ndi Igbo unu siri ike. Anu kporo nku na-eju onu. Akuko dimkpa na-ato n'onu. A na m ekele ooo

[        You're welcome my son bend down let me give you some blessing.

Ndi Igbo unu siri ike. Anu kporo nku na-eju onu. Akuko dimkpa na-ato n'onu. A na m ekele ooo

Write in english pleaser or you try and translate.

OsunAmazon:


Write in english pleaser or you try and translate.

So you don forget all the IGBO wey Idey teach you funmi?

The easiest way to pull an instant crowd to a new thread is by bashing my people

By IbKaye,
@poster
why you de insult ibo men, be nice

There is a difference between insult and being foolish. The latter is the case.

So you don forget all the IGBO wey Idey teach you funmi?

OsunAmazon:

Translate joo, I don forget the ones wey you teach me. If only you were not staring at my tits while teaching the ibo, I would've felt more cormfortable and understand better.

OsunAmazon:

Translate joo, I don forget the ones wey you teach me. If only you were not staring at my tits while teaching the ibo, I would've felt more cormfortable and understand better.

  Thank god some sense of humor can be traced in your heart.
       
I told you not to wear mini skirt with show bra top, but you refused.  I guess I was teaching swahili instead of igbo then.

hmmmmm this kind love for this thread hmm

romeo:

hmmmmm this kind love for this thread hmm

Romeo lee nu m lee motorcycle.

I told you not to wear mini skirt with show bra top, but you refused.

Next time ignore the mini skirts and bratops and focus on my face and not my chest, it makes me uncorfortable.

OsunAmazon:

Next time ignore the mini skirts and bratops and focus on my face and not my chest, it makes me uncorfortable.

      that means no lesson.

OsunAmazon:


Write in english pleaser or you try and translate.

Igbo people you are awesome. Dry meat that fills the mouth. The story of a warrior that is always told. I dey greet ooo

Igbo kwenu!

Oge erugo mgbe anyi ga agbobata ARUSHI na AGBARA juru na ala Igbo nime Nairaland. Mkpari ndia akarigo. Asi nwata kpoo, ya akpo ibe nne ya.

*jona:

Ochicha mere ihe eboro oke. . . mgbe obuna ina awaghari n'ebe nwii nwii nwii ka ijiji. Otu ubochi, aga m ewere aka tipute gi mmuo nso n'anya. . .

Please read this inspiring story about marriage:

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

Read the rest of this story here http://soinspiringstories..com/2011/10/marriage.html