₦airaland Forum

*looks into òpòn ifà*
If u wanna go places, u had berra komot dat 'OKUPE' from thy name coz' change has cometh to take over.
On a vital note, let ur story line depict the typical Africa way of life. And u can even portray our bad politicians as antagonist.
*raises head from òpòn ifà*

...can u still remember dis?

prettydiva89:
i thought something happened to ghostwritter,it had been so long.

welcome back

My sister na job o!....no free time to compose any reasonable thing, i just have to continue due to my devoted readers.

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“……under the sun and in the rain
With dedication and selflessness
Nigeria’s ours, Nigeria we serve!!”
That was the familiar chorus that kept playing itself unconsciously inside my head as I walked along one of the unfamiliar streets called Karu in Abuja. The sun had showed me no mercy that afternoon as it smiled and even ‘over-smiled’ at me, I felt like I had offended Mother Nature.
“Ope oo!!” I hailed a sign of relief as I finally sighted ‘Greenland Educational Services’ on a big sign-post which was infront of a building, I had to verify again if that was the name on my posting letter….and yes it was. I rushed to open the school gate and was confronted by a very short statured man dressed in one of this hired security guard uniform….as in dis guard was literarily a ‘security dwarf’.
“Wetin I fit do for you young man?” the security dwarf said as he tried to intimidate me by squizzing his ugly-puff puff-looking face at me (He was even looking up to my face).
“good afternoon sir, I am here to see the school administrator” I calmly replied as I looked down to his ugly face.
“For wetin?” he grumbly enquired.
---for water ni----
“I was posted to this school for my PPA” I replied
“For your wetin? He asked looking confused
“For my PPA” I replied immediately like I was expecting such a question.
“Wetin be PPA?” the short man devil asked again
----Place of Poverty Alleviation, idiot----
“Place of Primary Assignment!!” I almost yelled at that thing called a security guard
“Place of primary assignment……for dis place?” he asked ignorantly after taking a long glance at the building behind him to confirm if I hadn’t missed my way.
----This man is beginning to test my patience, he has got no idea what I had passed through in a totally unfamiliar city in search of this place….if I kick dis man like football ehnn!!----
“Sir, look at it, it is stated here on the letter that I should report to this place as soon as possible” I stretched the letter towards him as he grabbed it from me like it was a search-warrant. The security-dwarf grumbled as he ‘supposedly’ read through the letter. After about what seems like an hour, he finally raised his head to meet my frustrated face.
“I no even understand wetin dey inside dis tin sef, na whis kain english dey use take write dis one again oo? He looked up to me and asked.
----I swear I felt like smacking his face with my ‘orange boot’----
I swallowed my anger like an enduring Jehovah-witness and practically snatched my letter from him, he must have seen how angry I was and he called “Professor” near- by to come read the letter. Professor who was sitting under an MTN logoed umbrella (commercial call center) walked up to the security dwarf.
“Professor abeg I no understand wetin dis boy here dey talk since morning, him talk sey he dey look for Pamary Asisstance” he explained to this Professor guy.
----olodo rabata, first-class illiterate----
“It is called Place of Primary Assignment” I corrected
“Any how sha!!”
This Professor guy turned to me to help and I explained my situation to him, he collected the letter and unlike the security dwarf, he went through it in less than 5sec. He told me that I was yet to locate the ‘Greenland educational services’ that I still have to walk almost a mile through a near-by junction. He explained that the signboard was just placed on the building to serve as a pointer to passer-by. I was advised by this young guy called professor to take a ‘bike’ to my destination.
----OSG (Omo See Gobe), another Israelite journey season 2----
As I turned to leave, I asked a last question to satisfy my curiosity for this young guy’s professorship, his command of English was a top notch, he was neatly dreased, he held a book in his hand and I could see something like ‘Company and Allied….’ Boldly written on it cover and there are still other enormous sized books on his plastic table, he also seem composed and well learned but he is obviously too young to have attained such a prestigious and learned tittle (no be for Nigeria)
“I hope you don’t mind if I ask you a question?” I enquired
“No problem, as long as it is in English, French, Latin, and Arabic Language”
----Kilode, u be winsh?----

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Twenty-one years later, the world was almost dragged to ruins by battles launched by Lord Zendaya. Baruu had transformed in a fountain of power, as the most influential and dangerous kingdom to confront in battle as many kingdoms who dared had suffered serious mortal blows. No one dare ignore the authority of a once small and powerless kingdom which had suddenly acquired greater power. The kingdom of Baruu suddenly became the world power as Lord Zendaya had made good use of his ‘daughters’ as a weapon of destruction, many other kingdoms or empires could not question his authority, he acquired enormous wealth and his people flourished in surplus riches. Even the kingdom of Egypt which was one of the most powerful kingdoms also loose woefully in its battle against the kingdom of Baruu. The battle was later nicknamed the battle of ‘blood bath’ due to the high level of slaughter and carnage suffered by the Egyptians.

“This is strange, very strange, I have never seen so much death as I had witnessed today” Pharaoh Khayu Tia Hsekiu the ruler and the commander of the Egyptian army spat out in disbelieve. He had watched as his men all stumbled to the ground mysteriously at the sight of three beautiful female warriors who had led the opponents to the battle ground. He was marvelled at the effortless manner at which the Baruu warriors slaughtered his men as they begged to be spared of their lives, he witnessed as few of his warriors retreated without order and ran off the battle field.
“Who were those three ladies who lead Baruu to the battle?” The Pharaoh asked with a curious intent.
“Your Majesty, they are believed to be the mysterious daughters of Zendaya who are capable of sucking lives from any living creature, they have never lost in a single battle since they were twelve years of age and they seem to grow stronger with every battle fought” one of the Pharaoh’s advisers keenly explained.
“Rumour has it that nothing on earth can kill the three sisters, I hear that their presence and touch can drain live” another Pharaoh’s adviser added.
“What then do we do? For we cannot sit back and watch those demons take all we had worked hard for” he pointed towards a random corner of the palace just to emphases the location of Baruu kingdom as he spoke in an angered tone.
“Your Majesty, it is obvious the situation at hand is far from the ordinary, it is time we call for the gathering of kings to seek for a collective effort in defeating Baruu in battle” one of the counselors advised.
“No, what will they think of us, that the mighty Egypt had to run to them for help?” another voice came up. Voices murmured in agreement.
“Silence!!” Pharaoh ordered. “I shall call for the council of king, Baruu must fall”

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Just stumbled upon this....
Nice one for a "starter".....but u must learn to space and quote ur work. Remember we've got alot of "literary wizards" in the house.
More ink to your pen!