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 Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 7:21pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 7 – Mummy Dele of Life. His mother was getting closer by each step he took. He could already see the grin on her face fading going out when she realized the lady beside him she was hurrying to meet had been sneakily dismissed because of her. He looked back to see if Cynthia was still there. To his relief she wasn’t. His mum couldn’t ambush her to start asking questions. It was easier that way. Soon he caught up with his mum. He was already having an idea of how the conversation would go. He was already dreading. He decided to take control of it by starting the conversation first. “Hey mum. Where’s dad and Ronke?” “Hello to you too. Why did you suddenly dismiss the fine lady when you saw I was coming?” His mother asked without delay. He sighed. Could she not have let it slide? What kind of woman was this? “Mum you know how you are around any lady I am with. You make the most embarrassing of statements and I wanted to save her that embarrassment. You know I love you mum and I am proud of you but sometimes you take things to the extreme” “John, so me wanting to know who the lady you were making to laugh so hard is embarrassing? Is it a bad thing to want you to get married? Iru omo wo le leyi o? You never cease to amaze me... http://amawritesonline..com/2016/10/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-7-mummy.html |
| Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 7:17pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 6 – The Overzealous Usher. Fortunately for her, she got there when they had just started the praise and worship session so she wasn’t really late. She walked into the church beginning to head towards the front so as to locate her family members where they were seated only for her to feel a hand holding her back. She had just seen a well-dressed, wealthy-looking woman whom she nodded to in a greeting while talking to her mum on phone walk straight to the front so she didn’t see why any reason why she could not do likewise. This overzealous or rather hypocritical usher in her opinion was trying to force her to sit where she didn’t want to. She was trying to tell the usher that her family had saved a seat for her in front gesturing towards them but the usher was playing deaf. She had respect for God and his house and this usher although hypocritical was working in that house, else she’d have given that usher a shove that would cause him to fall down and knocked some good sense into him. They had caused quite a scene because everyone seated behind, close to the entrance of the church was watching them. https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2016/10/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-6.html |
| Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 7:08pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 5 – Sunday Services. Sunday was a usually slow day for Cynthia. Normally she woke up and did her personal care routine. Today was no different, at first. She woke up at 7:00am and said her morning prayers. After that, she stood up and went to her bathroom. From the wooden shelf hanging in a corner of the bathroom, she took her face scrub and applied it in her face. Sunday was the only day she had to take care of her skin and pamper it she did. She waited for the facial scrub to do its job and while she was waiting she took a look at her legs. “Yikes. The hairs are already out again. Why did I inherit this hairy trait from dad?” She muttered to herself. She made her way to the bathroom opened the cupboard and brought out her shaving cream. She took her time to apply the white substance on her legs taking note of areas she had taken notice of that had stubborn hairs. While she was doing that, she heard her phone ring. She took a look at the clock on the wall; it was just 7:30 in the morning. Who could possibly be calling her now? She rushed into the room from the bathroom to pick up the phone call. It was her mum. She groaned and answered the call. “Hello mum. Good morning”, she said as sweetly as she could. “Good morning Cynthia. I hope you are getting ready for church today. Remember today is the day we are doing your cousin’s freedom service at church”, her mother replied She swore silently... https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2016/09/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-5-sunday.html |
| Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 7:06pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 4 – A New Friend? Maybe? She got home at 9 o’clock tired but a good kind of tired. Valentine’s Day this year wasn’t bad at all, she thought to herself. It wasn’t what she had thought it would be. She picked her phone from her bag as soon as she got in and checked for new messages. There were messages as usual but she saw a call from Rachel her best friend. Rachel and Cynthia went to the same university, UNN and since then they have kept in touch. Like Cynthia, Rachel just schooled in the east. Her whole family stayed in Lagos. So after her education at UNN she moved back to Lagos and their friendship was given more room to blossom. Cynthia’s time out with John had been so interesting that she never had the urge to look at her phone for any reason. It must be the reason why she missed the calls from Rachel. Rachel being Rachel was likely calling her to give her details about how her valentine’s day went. She wasn’t looking forward to that conversation but she was going to hear it anyway. There was no point postponing it. So she called back. At the second ring, Rachel picked the call. “Ahn Ahn you didn’t even allow the phone to ring before you picked it. Were you missing me that much? “Which kind missing be that? Abeg no vex me o. Why you no come pick my call since na? I bin don dey fear”, Rachel replied. “Aww, you so you did miss me. Anyways you won’t believe what happened to me today.” “Oh really? Try me”, Rachel responded. “I met someone.” https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2016/09/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-4-new.html |
| Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 7:01pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 3 – Reconnecting over dinner. The house was a beautiful looking story building and his flat was the one in front on the first and only floor. He excitedly climbed the staring case skipping as many as 2 steps at a time. He had never been this excited in a long while. Was it because he was seeing Cynthia again? Probably. It was going to give him an opportunity to patch things up with her fully and move on. As soon as he got in he started composing a message to Cynthia. He had no idea where she lived so choosing a place for dinner was a bit confusing. He thought it over and decided to call her instead. At the second ring she picked up the call. “Hello”, she said “Hi, it’s John” “Yeah, I know that” she replied with a giggle. “I just realized I don’t know where you stay so picking out a meeting point was quite confusing for me. So could you help me out? I stay close to 1004 in Victoria Island. What about you?” https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2016/09/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-3.html |
| Literature › Re: A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 6:59pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 2 – The Kidnapping. Cynthia kept screaming and screaming. “I don’t wanna die.” She kept shouting. On the other side of the car, John was totally confused and very quiet. Then he noticed Cynthia's purse. It had a detachable leather strap so he just took the purse from her and detached it. At that moment, she quieted down. John didn’t want to give the taxi driver a reason to suspect that they were up to anything. He signaled to her to keep screaming so as to keep the driver distracted which somehow she agreed to despite the fact that they were at loggerheads just a few minutes ago. She continued screaming, “I can’t afford to die. Stop this madness now you this man.” “Shut up you this loud bitch!” The driver yelled back at her, he paying no attention to John at all. Then John quickly swung the strap over his neck and held it so tight while tugging at it hard till the driver started struggling for breath and became weak... http://amawritesonline..com/2016/09/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-2.html |
| Literature › A Valentine's Day Fiasco by MissMichelleA(op): 6:57pm On Sep 29, 2017*. Modified: 7:15pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Valentine Day Fiasco Chapter 1 – "Arrgh! Stupid Valentine’s Day" "GRRRR!" "Grrrr!" "Grrrr!!" The alarm rang. It was nine in the morning on Saturday. Cynthia had heard it ring and she wished she didn't; she just wanted to cover her ears with the pillow to block to the constant ringing. The alarm ringing reminded her of what today was and she didn't want to remember. If it was a regular alarm clock she would have flung it across the room but it was her mobile phone so she couldn't dare. She couldn't stay in bed either, she was already awake and there was no point tossing and turning on the bed. So she grudgingly got up, stopped the alarm and went to wash up. On her way to the bathroom a bright red heart drawn on the calendar in the veranda attracted her attention so she went to see what it was. When she finally realized it was a reminder on her calendar that today was the fourteenth, she hissed. Everything in her damned house had to remind her it was Valentine’s Day. Valentine’s Day was highly overrated in her opinion. In fact, love was a hoax to her. If she had a choice, she wouldn't leave the confines of her home today to go anywhere. The thought of seeing all those love birds on the street with in their red heart outfits being all cute and lovey-dovey annoyed her. Valentine's Day in a way just reminded her of her painful break-up a few months back but she didn't want to remember. She snapped out of her thoughts and continued heading towards the bathroom. She had to get ready in order for her to be able to buy her groceries today or she was going to be eating out till the next time she could shop... http://amawritesonline..com/2016/09/a-valentine-day-fiasco-chapter-1-stupid.html |
| Literature › Re: A Set Of Short Stories For The Road by MissMichelleA(op): 6:53pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
Dark clouds were gathering, the sky was getting gloomy. It was threatening to rain. Oblivious to that, were a group of children within the ages of 3 to 5 years of age playing in the playground. Toyin’s 3 year old daughter, Zara short for Chizaraekpereanyi was among them. She looked up from the sand castle she was building with her friends and saw her mother looking at them. “Mommy! Daddy! We’re building a sand castle.” She said excitedly. “I can see that honey.” Toyin said smiling. Her husband, Uche, who was reading a magazine beside her smiled and gave her a thumbs up then continued reading his magazine. Toyin knew she was meant to get her to adequate shelter before the rain started as the rain falling on her could become a problem for both of them but she didn’t have the heart to see the disappointment on Zara’s face as she dragged her from her friends. They were currently on a company-sponsored retreat at Epe Resort as a family and this was Zara’s first proper trip as a child. Zara was just learning how to relate with other kids especially since the first few years of her life had been rough and as such she was overprotected. Toyin had had Zara after five years of waiting and insults from her husband’s mother... https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2017/09/false-negative.html |
| Literature › Re: A Set Of Short Stories For The Road by MissMichelleA(op): 6:51pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
Bashful, Snow White and the Six Dwarfs Heigh-ho everyone. My name’s Bashful. ‘Bashfulis a unique name’, you might say. Well, duh? It is unique because I am the only one Bashfulyou know. Yes! Bashful from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs story. You know that dwarf that has a mad crush on Snow White and is completely smitten by her? Yeah that’s me. I don’t really like to call us dwarfs though, we’re more like tiny men. Guess what though guys? That story is actually not completely true. So, I decided to write the story from my own viewpoint. I mean there are usually different sides to a story right? Therefore I present to you *drum roll* Bashful’s Version of the story - the seven dwarfs part mostly though. On that day we had found Snow White in our house, we had left the cottage in the morning singing our famous Heigh-ho song as usual as we headed out up to the mines in the mountains to dig for diamonds. We had dug quite a lot and found a whole lot of diamonds which we usually gave to Queen Delightful. After a long, tiring day’s job, we headed home. While we were marching home, singing the Heigh-ho song, I was already yawning, wondering how I was going to lay my bed and sleep off when I got home. Now here’s the beginning of where it gets interesting... |
| Literature › Re: A Set Of Short Stories For The Road by MissMichelleA(op): 6:48pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
A Day Painted in Red. It had been a pretty uneventful Sunday. People had gone to church and came back to continue revising their notes against the exams which were due to start the Tuesday of that week. It was expected that the evening would be uneventful as well. Boy, were the students of a certain University shocked. Exams were coming up later on in the week, everyone was so busy reading and the female hostel was much quieter than usual. Sheila was on her bed reading in preparation for her exams on Tuesday and then she heard it, the sound of girls shouting and footsteps of people running. It wasn’t an uncommon phenomena for girls to be overly dramatic and run around in her hostel, occasionally making some loud noise but at some point it got louder and louder... https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2017/06/a-day-painted-in-red.html |
| Literature › Re: A Set Of Short Stories For The Road by MissMichelleA(op): 6:46pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
THE DOUBLE MIXUP. Hypothetically, there are about six people who bear an uncanny resemblance to you, six doppelgangers of you on earth. You must have likely heard or read that somewhere. Awesome right? Chika would probably have thought so too, until one fateful Saturday. It had been a sunny Saturday afternoon. She was back on holiday in Nigeria. She was hanging out with a group of friends at the famous Ikeja City Mall and someone brought up the idea of playing a truth or dare game. It was all fun and games till Chika was dared by one of them to go into the Pep Store at the mall and steal any item of her choice. She walked into the store while they stood outside waiting for her. Chika looked through a couple of displays wondering what she would pick. After looking for a while, in order not to look suspicious, she decided to settle for a pack of kiddies’ hairclips. It was risky thing to do. Her parents hadn’t raised her to be a thief and that was exactly what she was going to become if she succeeded. She started thinking about what could happen if she got caught. Her palms had started sweating, beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead, her armpit was soaked but she didn’t want to chicken out at this point. The jeering would be too much for her to bear because she had made it sound like it was not a big deal. She picked the hairclips pack and picked a maxi dress to take into the dressing room to try on. The dress was an excuse to use the dressing room so that she could put the pack of clips into her bag. When she was done, she walked out of the dressing shaking her head as if she didn’t like it and started heading out the door. She might have gotten away with it, if one of the sales attendants... https://amawritesonline..com.ng/2017/05/the-double-mixup.html |
| Literature › A Set Of Short Stories For The Road by MissMichelleA(op): 1:16pm On Sep 26, 2017 |
There were certain perks to having a younger brother who is closer to your age and is not a tattle tale, 17 year old Eno had come to agree. Certain incidents were easier to hide. She smiled as thought of this as she and her mum sat in the kitchen to gist about the wedding she had just come back from, her mother oblivious to what had gone down to retain the pristine state of this kitchen less than 10 minutes ago. About 2 hours ago, she and her brother Edi who was two years younger than she was had been using the router at home on their individual laptops with the TV showing a Disney show in the background. Edi had just checked the rice he was cooking. “There is still some water in it”, He said when he got back. “Alright.” http://amawritesonline..com/2017/09/partners-in-crime.html |
| TV/Movies › #thevoicenigeria Season 2 Finale - Candid Opinion Corner by MissMichelleA(op): 10:45pm On Sep 24, 2017 |
The Voice Season 2 has finally come to an end. After weeks of training and performances and voting, we finally have a winner. Idyl. Definitely not who I had predicted would win but at least he’s way better than the other option. He’s a great singer. Ebube on the other hand though… I don’t know what to say at this point. I guess I could start by asking these salient questions. How the hell did Ebube get selected over Yimika? Who did the voting? Did those people have ears or did they vote primarily based on sentiments? Who are his sponsors? He definitely has to have someone sponsoring his voting or something because Yimika is a far more better singer when compared to Ebube. He’s also a better performer and has better charisma and packaging . Did you guys notice how Ebube went off key in his supposed finale performance? Celine Dion could sue him for ruining that beautiful song. The song he sang, had no semblance to the one Celine Dion made. Also, how did he make it to the top 2 finalists? What went wrong? Why wasn’t Syemca there? Arrggggh ���, so many unanswered questions. The Voice Season 2 has finally come to an end. After weeks of training and performances and voting, we finally have a winner. Idyl. Definitely not who I had predicted would win but at least he’s way better than the other option. He’s a great singer. Ebube on the other hand though… I don’t know what to say at this point. I guess I could start by asking these salient questions. How the hell did Ebube get selected over Yimika? Who did the voting? Did those people have ears or did they vote primarily based on sentiments? Who are his sponsors? He definitely has to have someone sponsoring his voting or something because Yimika is a far more better singer when compared to Ebube. He’s also a better performer and has better charisma and packaging . Did you guys notice how Ebube went off key in his supposed finale performance? Celine Dion could sue him for ruining that beautiful song. The song he sang, had no semblance to the one Celine Dion made. Also, how did he make it to the top 2 finalists? What went wrong? Why wasn’t Syemca there? Arrggggh ���, so many unanswered questions The Voice Season 2 has finally come to an end. After weeks of training and performances and voting, we finally have a winner. Idyl. Definitely not who I had predicted would win but at least he’s way better than the other option. He’s a great singer. Ebube on the other hand though… I don’t know what to say at this point. I guess I could start by asking these salient questions. How the hell did Ebube get selected over Yimika? Who did the voting? Did those people have ears or did they vote primarily based on sentiments? Who are his sponsors? He definitely has to have someone sponsoring his voting or something because Yimika is a far more better singer when compared to Ebube. He’s also a better performer and has better charisma and packaging . Did you guys notice how Ebube went off key in his supposed finale performance? Celine Dion could sue him for ruining that beautiful song. The song he sang, had no semblance to the one Celine Dion made. Also, how did he make it to the top 2 finalists? What went wrong? Why wasn’t Syemca there? Arrggggh ���, so many unanswered questions The Voice Season 2 has finally come to an end. After weeks of training and performances and voting, we finally have a winner. Idyl. Definitely not who I had predicted would win but at least he’s way better than the other option. He’s a great singer. Ebube on the other hand though… I don’t know what to say at this point. I guess I could start by asking these salient questions. How the hell did Ebube get selected over Yimika? Who did the voting? Did those people have ears or did they vote primarily based on sentiments? Who are his sponsors? He definitely has to have someone sponsoring his voting or something because Yimika is a far more better singer when compared to Ebube. He’s also a better performer and has better charisma and packaging . Did you guys notice how Ebube went off key in his supposed finale performance? Celine Dion could sue him for ruining that beautiful song. The song he sang, had no semblance to the one Celine Dion made. Also, how did he make it to the top 2 finalists? What went wrong? Why wasn’t Syemca there? Arrggggh ���, so many unanswered questions. http://amawritesonline..com.ng/2017/09/thevoicenigeria-season-2-finale-candid.html |
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