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Literature › Re: Chaka The Zulu by Whiydhee(op): 12:51pm On Aug 15, 2017
The men want to go and hunt the lion.You can see them in Manukuza's hut where they are planning the hunt.
Chaka went over to Manukuza's hut. There, he say the men of the village gathered together,each one with his spear and arrows.Chaka told them about the frightened cattle. They were interested in his story.
The men of the village marched out to hunt the lion. Each man was armed with spear and arrows.The boy, Chaka followed behind. The women gathered together and instead of going to the river, they began to talk about the lion for pampata had told them about the flight of Chaka's cattle.
The men arranged themselves in a circle, so that they could shout at the lion from all sides at the same time,that would confuse the lion and it would not know which of the men to attack.They asked every man to be brave and not to run away when the lion attacked.
As they came near the place where Chaka's cattle had turned back, they suddenly heard the the roaring of the lion.
Literature › Chaka The Zulu by Whiydhee(op): 12:36pm On Aug 15, 2017
CHAPTER ONE
CHAKA KILLS A LION
CHAKA was taking out the cattle to the grazing ground. it was early in the morning.The women in the little south African village were getting ready to go to the river to draw water.The men were not to be seen but the boy, chaka was too busy to notice this.He was going about his own business.
The cattle went in front and chaka followed behind.They had just gone a little way when the cattle turned in fear and began to run back to the village.
"Why are the cattle running back?" asked Pampata.
"I don't know," replied Chaka.
"Could it be that they have come across the lion which everybody is talking about?" she asked.
"Which lion?" asked Chaka, "And what are people saying about it?"
The lion came into the village during the night. It carried off manukuza's cow.People are afraid that the lion is still around an that it will come back and take more cows.
Literature › Re: Life Of An Ss3 Student by Whiydhee(m): 8:58pm On Jun 16, 2017
[quote author=Slimzjane post=55862199]Shool was ging to resume on monday,that was the day i have been waiting for an am going to be in ss3
Christine! Christine! Christine !! Mama called me
Am cuming mum am takng ma bath
U beta be fast or u will get late
Bath finish in a hurry wearing my red and green uniform with black sock n black shoe. Bills college is the best school to go
Assembly was boring as usually singing the national anthem and hearing our boring principal talk,opening his eye so wide like his life depend on it and making stupid hand gestures that don't go with what he is saying. Am use to it but dat morning own and the way i was looking at him was when i first saw him doing it when i was in jss1.. The person who make the assembly more boring is bimbo the assembly prefect,who expect you to jam your feet as if you are in an army barracks when singing the matching in song. After 30 mins of assenbly rubbish we all entered the class.
I will tell u how mr tayo my english teacher spoil [quote author=Slimzjane post=55862199]Shool was ging to resume on monday,that was the day i have been waiting for an am going to be in ss3
Christine! Christine! Christine !! Mama called me
Am cuming mum am takng ma bath
U beta be fast or u will get late
Bath finish in a hurry wearing my red and green uniform with black sock n black shoe. Bills college is the best school to go
Assembly was boring as usually singing the national anthem and hearing our boring principal talk,opening his eye so wide like his life depend on it and making stupid hand gestures that don't go with what he is saying. Am use to it but dat morning own and the way i was looking at him was when i first saw him doing it when i was in jss1.. The person who make the assembly more boring is bimbo the assembly prefect,who expect you to jam your feet as if you are in an army barracks when singing the matching in song. After 30 mins of assenbly rubbish we all entered the class.
I will tell u how mr tayo my english teacher spoil [quote author=Slimzjane post=55862199]Shool was ging to resume on monday,that was the day i have been waiting for an am going to be in ss3
Christine! Christine! Christine !! Mama called me
Am cuming mum am takng ma bath
U beta be fast or u will get late
Bath finish in a hurry wearing my red and green uniform with black sock n black shoe. Bills college is the best school to go
Assembly was boring as usually singing the national anthem and hearing our boring principal talk,opening his eye so wide like his life depend on it and making stupid hand gestures that don't go with what he is saying. Am use to it but dat morning own and the way i was looking at him was when i first saw him doing it when i was in jss1.. The person who make the assembly more boring is bimbo the assembly prefect,who expect you to jam your feet as if you are in an army barracks when singing the matching in song. After 30 mins of assenbly rubbish we all entered the class.
I will tell u how mr tayo my english teacher spoil
Literature › Re: Amana-iba(entwined Destiny) by Whiydhee(m): 1:25pm On Jun 16, 2017
Angelsss:
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Odudu's joy had turned into mourning, when he discovered Ekong was his brother. The warriors had drank and celebrated but he'd not joined them. Asawo had been discovered in the dungeon and Odudu had ordered for his release, too much blood had been shed.

"What are you thinking about my love"? Afianmma stepped into his chambers an into his thoughts.

" About the souls war has eaten" Odudu replied and brightened as he beheld her beautiful face.

"Think no more, I am with child,maybe Ekong would be reborn in him" Afianmma!ma said.

"Abasi! I love you so much" he carried her up and kissed her.

"I love you too my angel" she laughed.

"I promise to love you to to the end" he laughed and it echoed in the palace.

Ekong was later buried like a king and so was Emem and all those that lost their lives.

Odudu was later crowned king, and Afianmma Queen, while Ekambamma was blessed as the queen mother.
Sometimes, life could be regarded as a basket with a thousand fruits, some came ripe, some came decayed, whatever happens, you can pick another.






THE END.
Literature › Re: Amana-iba(entwined Destiny) by Whiydhee(m): 12:37pm On Jun 16, 2017
Angelsss:
AMANA-IBA (ENTWINED DESTINY) BY ROSE AKPABIO
ASWANA VILLAGE
She was a slave, an ‘ifon’ in the society, her place was lowly and her fate was ascertain, uknown, just like the rushing river water where she dipped her legs.

‘Abasi di yanga mii’ she hummed a tune she had learnt from her mother who had died when she was very young, before she turned a slave.
It was ‘Atim’ market day and slaves were not to be seen in the village market or any other place where the free born were present, that in itself was an abomination and such a slave was to be sacrificed to the goddess who was being revered on that day.

Afiamma inhaled deeply and let the tears flow freely on her supple cheeks, she was fairest among maidens, her skin blazed like a thousand diamonds and her eyes were twin almonds. Her breasts stood proudly like wine gourds, both were supported by her wide hips, she was truly beautiful, yet still, a slave.

She cried as she recalled the torments she had encountered from her years of slavery, and more to come if nothing was done, but what could she do? She had no one to save her, her old slave master had sold her to a very mean widow, Ufot, she had no choice but to persevere and pray to the gods of the sky, abasi enyong, the earth gods, abasi isong and the gods of the river, ndem mmong, to save her from slavery.

Just as she was about to leave the riverside, she felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned to face the intruder but he quickly covered her mouth with his firm hands and carried her into the nearby bush.
Angelsss:
AMANA-IBA (ENTWINED DESTINY) BY ROSE AKPABIO
ASWANA VILLAGE
She was a slave, an ‘ifon’ in the society, her place was lowly and her fate was ascertain, uknown, just like the rushing river water where she dipped her legs.

‘Abasi di yanga mii’ she hummed a tune she had learnt from her mother who had died when she was very young, before she turned a slave.
It was ‘Atim’ market day and slaves were not to be seen in the village market or any other place where the free born were present, that in itself was an abomination and such a slave was to be sacrificed to the goddess who was being revered on that day.

Afiamma inhaled deeply and let the tears flow freely on her supple cheeks, she was fairest among maidens, her skin blazed like a thousand diamonds and her eyes were twin almonds. Her breasts stood proudly like wine gourds, both were supported by her wide hips, she was truly beautiful, yet still, a slave.

She cried as she recalled the torments she had encountered from her years of slavery, and more to come if nothing was done, but what could she do? She had no one to save her, her old slave master had sold her to a very mean widow, Ufot, she had no choice but to persevere and pray to the gods of the sky, abasi enyong, the earth gods, abasi isong and the gods of the river, ndem mmong, to save her from slavery.

Just as she was about to leave the riverside, she felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned to face the intruder but he quickly covered her mouth with his firm hands and carried her into the nearby bush.
Angelsss:
AMANA-IBA (ENTWINED DESTINY) BY ROSE AKPABIO
ASWANA VILLAGE
She was a slave, an ‘ifon’ in the society, her place was lowly and her fate was ascertain, uknown, just like the rushing river water where she dipped her legs.

‘Abasi di yanga mii’ she hummed a tune she had learnt from her mother who had died when she was very young, before she turned a slave.
It was ‘Atim’ market day and slaves were not to be seen in the village market or any other place where the free born were present, that in itself was an abomination and such a slave was to be sacrificed to the goddess who was being revered on that day.

Afiamma inhaled deeply and let the tears flow freely on her supple cheeks, she was fairest among maidens, her skin blazed like a thousand diamonds and her eyes were twin almonds. Her breasts stood proudly like wine gourds, both were supported by her wide hips, she was truly beautiful, yet still, a slave.

She cried as she recalled the torments she had encountered from her years of slavery, and more to come if nothing was done, but what could she do? She had no one to save her, her old slave master had sold her to a very mean widow, Ufot, she had no choice but to persevere and pray to the gods of the sky, abasi enyong, the earth gods, abasi isong and the gods of the river, ndem mmong, to save her from slavery.

Just as she was about to leave the riverside, she felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned to face the intruder but he quickly covered her mouth with his firm hands and carried her into the nearby bush.
Literature › Re: Mission Sambisa!!! (all Is Fair In Love And War) by Whiydhee(m): 2:58pm On Jun 15, 2017
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Literature › Re: Mission Sambisa!!! (all Is Fair In Love And War) by Whiydhee(m): 2:56pm On Jun 15, 2017
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