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this is not just by writing, it happened to me sometimes ago, i pretended and hid my originality but showed it out wen d insult was much for me to contain

SAMSON IN A RESTAURANT
It’s on Monday morning. April 2012. Samson woke up from sleep with an emptied stomach, hungry like a roaring lion looking for whom to devour. Samson looked around his room just like someone who slept in an unknown place but no, Samson was looking too see if he has any food stuff in his room, he has only rice and Indomie noodles.
He couldn’t stand the time wasting in cooking rice, “indomie will take me 20minutes to cook”, he said to himself. He move speedily to the direction of the noodles and tore it apart, poured it into his small cooking pot, he plunged his hand into the pot and collected some smaller quantity and chewed it in it raw form. He took up the lighter to lit his plate-size kerosene stove but he discover in his utter dismay that there’s no kerosene in it, he quickly transferred the pot to Akpako’s, Akpako is a right hand friend of his; some refer to them as “gay friends” but yes they’re happy friends. Akpako isn’t the kind of a person that take things so common, he always make sure he leaves no trace of kerosene in his stove, he always empty it into a can. With all his effort to cook deemed futile, he plunged his hand into his pocket for a dime but came to live when he saw a N100 note on his table. Samson has no other choice than to rush to a nearby breakfast joint, Mama chichi Restaurant.
On getting to the restaurant, Samson ordered for beans cake and pudding for N70, Mama Chichi went to the kitchen and brought out beans cake and pudding for N70 each. He tried his best to let her know that it wasn’t what he ordered for, Samson and Mama chichi argument ranged for about 30 minutes, with Samson’s face filled with exasperation. She has no choice but to return the breakfast and make amendment. Samson watched her as she walked back into the kitchen in an angry mode with her breast sagging to her belly, she was conversing with her daughter, Ada in a low tone in Igbo language, Samson was eavesdropping on their conversation as fowl words were hurled at him, Samson feigned obliviousness as mama Chichi was walking straight to him, he ate the food with double anger.
He went back to his apartment as he narrated his maltreatment in the hands of Mama Chichi to Akpako, He was surprise and shocked after learning that Samson didn’t retaliated viciously. Samson’s the king of dude that take no shit opposite sex, an evidence that shows he’s half-gay to his female friends.
He went back to Mama Chichi restaurant two days later with Akpako to prove his claim to him. “I need beans cake and pudding for N70” Samson said to Mama Chichi, this time around Mama Chichi, Ada , Samson and his friend are all in the kitchen where she prepares the breakfast, she spoke in Igbo to Ada, “is he not the that came the other day” and Ada affirmed “he’s the guy that came the other time, the foolish dude”. The words stroke Samson like when two metals collides. Samson asked Ada, “what did u say?” the both of them turned at him, gazing at him like a dazing frog. “she said that you’re the guy that came the other day”, Mama Chichi replied vaguely, “she said I’m the fool that came the other day”, Samson retorted, “you think I don’t understand Igbo?” Bewilderment became their maiden name as Akpako was laughing at us, “a Wise man will pretend to be a fool just to know the prudence and weakness of the other”, Akpako bellowed.

Sorry but this has to be said,u guys shud try to state the price of the books and address where u bought em 4 easy access to those longing to av em, me for one will like to av some.
Thanks,