Tag: FablingPam

Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyi My father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant. Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyi My father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant.

Ndi be anyi, onye sị nwantakịrị jide nkakwụ, Ya dobekwara ya mmiri ọ ga-eji wee kwụa aka. Our people, He that asks a child to hold a rat, must prepare water that he will wash his hands with Ọkwazi ihe jọgbulu onwe ya, Na mmadụ ga-afụ oke luulu onye Ọzọ, O welu ya je nye onye ọ sị na ya furụ n’anya. It is also a disastrous thing for the owner, that somebody will see the thing that belongs to someone else, take it, then give it to the person he claims to love Onye ahụ ga-emechakwanu lota na efi e wero ọdụdụ chi ya na-achụlụ ya ijiji. That person will later remember that a cow without a tail, its god chases away flies for it.

"Think of it, it's a two-way thing. You get Cynthia to pay you to leave me and you get to see me all lovey-dovey." He said the last part like a little boy.

"Hey, barman" I sat on the bar with Desmond taking a seat next to me "something strong and sweet, two" I passed him my credit card and he swiped it

After class, I saw Desmond in front of his car probably waiting for Clara because I could feel her behind me. I walked up to him, moved seductively close

When I got home Daniella showed me the list of what she called potential pawns and a huge grin spread across my face when I saw Desmond's

Elephant picks Tortoise with his trunk and throws him at the bunch of plantain he had been trying to reach

It's election time in the university and the future politicians of tommorrow are pulling out all the tricks that the countries leaders have used, to win.

Dayo had wanted a serious relationship with Femi, she had thought she would be the one to save him, fix him, but she was wrong. Femi did not want to be saved, nor fixed. And he did not want to have sex with her more than once either. She was bitter and she could not hide it.

The Snake and The Two Lonely Men: African Folktales, ...

The Jackal snapped back to his present and clumped his jaw close to The Peacock’s neck but could not bring himself to clench his teeth.

She helped him in then shot the door before leading him to her couch. Trying not to say what was on her mind - and she had a lot on her mind - she stared at him with pity. She knew why he did it, why he had sex with every skirt. She believed she knew why, but she could never bring her self to have that conversation with him, plus he was tired, now would not be the time to talk.