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Literature / Rain Again (A Poem) by NhSnailwrites(f): 2:11am On May 16, 2019
The day is over,
the lone night is here.
I sit to hear their song,
to hear them sing to me.
Beautiful creatures, who chirp songs,
in a language only they know.

A strange quiet surrounds me
My soul, captured in ecstasy
I hear the ticking of the clock,
I feel the air on me
I am lost,
Lost in the melody they herald

Here is,
my smorgasbord of beautiful moments,
this time, that I hold so dear
As I'm comforted, in frith
Clearness engulfs my heart
Oh, this moment is all there is

Flap, flap,
I hear the fluttering of their wings
My cronies gone, sans a peace out
It's you who is here
opening the Heavens, without a warning
I see the glint of lightning

Here I am,
shivering in the chilly wind
But I see you not
I hear only the rumbles of thunder
I see only flashes of lighting
Will it not rain?

Yesterday,
you fell in torrents
Will you wring just a few droplet today?
Have you gone to the North or have you chosen the East?
Have you made the South rainy?
Can I wait for you tonight or do I wait some other time?

Will it rain another day?

Literature / Re: A Girl Called Fib & The Axe Of Fury by NhSnailwrites(f): 3:28pm On Oct 31, 2018
beautiful story you got here!
Education / Re: School Demands School Fees From Parents Through 'Practical Work' (Photo) by NhSnailwrites(f): 3:09pm On Oct 31, 2018
You said it all...


Very stupid approach. What if the pupil in question doesn't have a father or his father is far away?

Nigerian schools needs to stop attaching stereotypes to families. The father provides, the mother cooks and cleans bla bla bla, it doesn't make sense anymore especially now that both parents do chores and contribute financially to the running of the home. There are homes where the mum pays the bills and the dad stays at home with the kids. There are single parent homes where just one parent bears all the burden. How do you expect children from such homes relate with silly stereotypes? [/quote]
Romance / Re: Lady Selling Banana Causes Stir With Her Backside. by NhSnailwrites(f): 2:47pm On Oct 31, 2018
Naza25:
Someone can't hawk her banana in peace again without sexual perverts taking pictures and ogling her backside angry angry angry angry
Family / Re: Introverts Lounge (Extroverts Pls Keep Off !!) by NhSnailwrites(f): 7:42pm On Oct 28, 2018
Wow! I love this I'm more of an intro-extrovert tho'...
Literature / Re: Later May Be Late by NhSnailwrites(f): 9:10pm On Oct 26, 2018
Three.




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(Argument between dad and daughter)


Dad: Do you even realize your age? Naomi, you're 25! 25! Your mates already have one job or the other but all you do is sit & eat all day. Just look at yourself! What kind of man would even want to marry you? You fat sheet!

Naomi: (already crying) Dad, do you have to be so harsh?


Dad: Sure... and I'll be even more harsh if you fail to get yourself a job this month. Woman (faces Mrs Jidlaph) talk to your daughter (carries his briefcase & leaves for work)


Naomi: (sobbing out loud)


Mom: (pats Naomi on her back) it's okay dear


Naomi: (continues sobbing)


(A week later)


Naomi: ( feeling pains) What...is wrong with me? (she went downstairs where her mom & sister were sitting. Now,sweating. She calls gently...) M-o-m 
(The next thing: she collapsed)


Mom & Nancy: (runs to her and taps her vigorously) Nammy! Nammy! Nammy!


(At the hospital)
(Mom & Nancy pacing back & forth praying. Soon,Dad joined them)


Doctor: Mr Jidlaph?


Dad: Yes,yes doctor..how is she?


Mom: (asked impatiently) Doctor, how is our daughter?


Doctor: Erm... Madam, please calm down. Mr Jidlaph, I'd like to see you in my office.


Dad: Okay sir


Mom: No o let's go together. Nancy, you stay here & continue praying.


Nancy: Okay mom


(Doctor's office)


Doctor: Your daughter is fine but...


Husband & wife: But what, doctor?


Doctor: Please calm down. Well, it appears she hasn't been watching what she eats. So we ran some tests & it appears she has Diabetes mellitus (type 2). This was caused by...


Husband & wife: Dia what!?


Doctor: Please calm down. (As if enjoying the look on Naomi's parents, the doctor continued) It was caused by her excessive body weight & not enough exercise.


Mr & Mrs Jidlaph: *crying *


Doctor: Also, due to her obesity, physical inactivity etc, she developed a breast cancer. She's lucky we detected it on time as it is still in stage T1 so we'd have to perform a quadrantectomy surgery on her. So...


Mr & Mrs Jidlaph: (look at each other & back to the doctor) Cancer


Doctor: Yes, cancer.


Do doctors really have sympathy? Lol


[Curtain]


Thomas Fuller said: Too much food overcharges nature, and turns more into disease than nourishment.


Here comes the end of Later May Be Late.
I agree it's too short; I'll work on that. Thanks for reading.
Literature / Re: Later May Be Late by NhSnailwrites(f): 9:02pm On Oct 26, 2018
Two.



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(Naomi, sweating profusely & holding a file jacket containing her credentials goes straight to the refrigerator as she entered into the house)

Mom: Nammy, did anything go wrong? Not even a greeting?

Naomi: (stops drinking from her glass of water) I'm sorry mom. I'm just fed up.

Mom: That's okay dear. Tell me what happened.

Naomi: (sighs) I didn't get the job again. I was told there were thirty applicants. Imagine mom, thirty applicants for the post of a secretary!

Mom: What! Na wa o

Naomi: I've been in search of a job for the past three years and each search has always been futile. I'm fed up (head bowed)

Mom: Come on, Nammy. Don't give up now. Just keep trying okay?

Naomi: Okay mom, thanks. (Smiling now) Mom, anything to eat? I'm really hungry.

Nancy: (pressing her phone, cut in) I suggest a thorough washing of your body first. Her eyes met her sister's as she adds 'you stink...'

Naomi: (glares at her sister)

( few months later, Naomi and her friend Jennifer discussing)

Jennifer: Naomi, how's it going with job matters?

Naomi: Hmm, my dear, no good news at all.

Jennifer: Eyar... God will provide you a good job in Jesus name.

Naomi: Amen o. Thank you

Jennifer: But really, when do you plan to start working out? Your obesity isn't helping matters too, you know?

Naomi: (scratches neck) Uhmmm, I'll start next month. I've even downloaded some workout apps on my phone.

Jennifer: it's not just downloading... it's about really working out. Remember, health is wealth. The earlier the better.

Naomi: Thank you Doctor Jenny (giggling)

Jennifer: (smiling) You are welcome, secretary Nammy.

[Curtain]
Literature / Re: Later May Be Late by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:59pm On Oct 26, 2018
One.



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Naomi: Madam, give me two indomie (hungry man size), two eggs and a bottle of fanta.

Kiosk owner: okay ma. Na im b dis ( hands Naomi a nylon containing the items)

Naomi: ehnehn Thank you (leaves)

(This is Naomi Jidlaph, an obese lady of 25 years with zero concern for her health)

( following morning: Naomi eating in her room when her sister,Nancy interrupts her)

Nancy: Eewo! Big sis, what's this?

Naomi: (with food in her mouth) well,you see for yourself; beans,egg & milk. Want to join me?

Nancy: Aaah, me ke? No,thanks.

Naomi: Kk (continues eating)

(Nancy goes to her mom, Mrs Jidlaph in the kitchen)

Nancy: Mom, sis Naomi is really getting out of hand.

Mom: (stops washing the plates) why do you say so?

Nancy: I just saw her eating beans,egg & milk. Just imagine that combination mom.

Mom: Hmm... This girl will not kill me.

Nancy: Mom, please do something about it (makes to rinse the plates her mom was washing)

Mom: Alright dear, I will.

(At night, same day. The Jidlaphs in the sitting room chatting)

Mr Jidlaph (Dad): Alright alright (hands in surrender) Starting with my beautiful wife (facing his wife) What do I get you?

Mom: Uhmmm... a bunch of roses will do. You know I love flowers.

Dad: (smiling) Alright, taken. (Faces Nancy) What about you, baby of the house?

Nancy: (smiles) Dad, am okay with shoes.

Dad: (grins) shoes it is. And you, Nammy (faces Naomi)

Naomi: Well Dad, I want chocolates, ice cream, hamburger and... yes,yes, yes.. hot dog. How I love hot dogs!

Dad,mom &Nancy: (all sigh in unison)

Naomi: (confused) What? Did I say something wrong?

[Curtain]
Literature / Later May Be Late by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:56pm On Oct 26, 2018
"When our health fails, everything about us fails."
LATER MAY BE LATE is a short play that urges us to look after our health.
Take care of you, take care of your health.*winks*
© Dada Dorcas
Criticism will be highly welcomed - we all aren't perfect.
Thank you.
Literature / Re: Tick Tock - A Short Play By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:38pm On Oct 26, 2018
Does it make any sense? Should I keep up with updates? Show some love guys...
Literature / Re: Tick Tock - A Short Play By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:23pm On Oct 26, 2018
One.


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(Helen chatting with her friend & coursemate, Judith, in their room)

Helen: (yawns) Today was just so stressful, from one lecture to another. I really need some rest.

Judith: Yeah yeah... But Helen, it's just 6pm. Why don't you eat first and then we work on the assignment Prof Sidney gave us later in the night?

Helen: (grunts) We don't have to worry about that right away. It's due in a week. That's plenty of time dear.

Judith: But Helen, we could just do it today so we wouldn't have to be...

Helen: (cut in) bookworm, you go ahead with it, okay? And erm, didn't you mention something about eating? Please, am hungry.

Judith: (shakes her head) Alright.

(Two days to the due date)

Judith: You've not done that assignment yet?

Helen: (gasps) I completely forgot! But no worries, there's still a day left (smiles)

Judith: Uhmmm... Okay o

(A day to the due date, Judith asked her friend about the assignment again)

Helen: I'll start in the midnight. *winks*

Judith: see ehn, I just pity you. I believe you know Prof Sidney is very strict. You had better not handle her assignment with levity.

Helen: Thank you o madam. Just say u want to insult me

Judith: (surprised) insult? That's just a friendly advice, Helen. Sorry if I offended you.

Helen: motigbo (I've heard)

(They both went to bed and Helen woke up at 12:15am to start the assignment)

Helen: I'll start 12:30am (she thought)

(As she lay in bed, the tempting fingers of her bedcover began to comfort her skin. The pillows also whispered to her ears..."Heeeeleeen"... and so...she slept off. The alarm went off.)

Helen: 7:30! (She screamed & since she couldn't possibly start the assignment now, she rushedto the bathroom)

She got to class that morning looking messy & uncoordinated. So... it was zero for that assignment.

[Curtain]
Literature / Tick Tock - A Short Play By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:11pm On Oct 26, 2018
I'm nothing near perfect in writing but I really do love writing.

Here's a playlet titled: Tick Tock

It entails the life of a student who thinks she's got the whole time in the world.

What happens when you put things to a later time?
Find out in Tick Tock!

© Dada Dorcas
Romance / Re: For How Long Will I Remain Silent?? by NhSnailwrites(f): 1:56am On Oct 11, 2018
Hmm...your Moniker alone, is so heartbreaking.

Myself, I stopped believing in hope a long time ago. My fears led to Anger, anger to hate and now hate is suffering. I understand that feeling where you feel no one actually knows what you're going through. The pain of being a nobody, and abandoned by everyone. I understand too well, that feeling of 'not living' anymore but only 'waiting'. Don't have thoughts of death anymore. I know that's not easy but you must bury that thought. Think about your mom. Pour all that anger, resentment and pain into building yourself to be better. I know how suffocating it feels to be silenced ...but life happens anyway. It's cruel, cold and harsh. You're the one who wouldn't let yourself be put down.
Bro, as long as God keeps waking you up, He's not done with you yet. Please don't give up.
I don't know how it's gonna happen, but I just want to believe that you are going to overcome.
please be strong; please don't give up.
Warrior on!!!

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Literature / "Oceans" - A Poem By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 10:37pm On Oct 05, 2018
Hello everyone. I trust you're all doing fine.
Here's a poem I wrote this night...
it means a lot to me. Constructive criticism will be highly appreciated. Thank you.

© NhSnailwrites


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Walking down the street of dread,
She saw the unpleasant, met the insidious, shaken by terror
As the thrust of pain stung her heart daily,
She realized, so this is what it's like?
Holding back the tears was but a futile attempt.


Alone by herself, her existence was becoming a nightmare,
Echoes of confusion, chaos, dilemma, laid seige to her heart
Her silence sounding like thunder,
Eyes weary and tired,
She knew sleep couldn't cure these demons that were dancing in her soul.


Somehow, she figured the world wasn't meant for her,
Living had become hell,
In silence, she bore her pains,
With a smile plastered across her face,
Nobody could tell she was dying.


As she drowned deeply in her pains,
Anger and bitterness devoured her soul,
And deeper she sinks, in pain
Remaining too much inside her head,
She ended up losing her mind.


The voice of survival stirred her soul,
I'm done being weak, she said
I only want to live, she chanted like a mantra
And rising from her ashes,
She picked up her Sword, ready for battle.
Literature / Re: A Short Poem By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 2:00am On Oct 02, 2018
hidhrhis:
Not accepting defeat despite being wounded Really love DAT line
Many thanks.
Literature / A Short Poem By Dada Dorcas by NhSnailwrites(f): 9:54am On Sep 29, 2018
Hi everyone. I'm new here, and it feels so good to be here. Thought I should post these....
smiley

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It seemed that out of battle I escaped
Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped.
Like Noah's snail, slowly I crawled
Not accepting defeat despite being wounded.

Rivers and oceans have I seen
That floats on high o'er vales and hills.
But on His grace I lean
And then my heart with pleasure fills.

As a miracle each day came,
Hope I saw in the face of hopelessness.
In Him I sleep and wake,
Strength I found in restlessness.

In his kingdom, he yells and fumes
That I made it alive to the end of the ninth month.
From my veins, my heart, my whole; joy booms!
Thankful I am that death did avoid my path!


What do you all think? smiley
I hope to learn more from the 'elders' here.
Thank you.
Literature / Re: Crushed by NhSnailwrites(f): 8:32am On Sep 29, 2018
Nice story...even the title is captivating. smiley

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