THE FATHER THERE IS A GENERATION OF MEN in Nigeria, born two decades before Nigeria’s independence (1960) and during the period of independence, they subscribe to the belief that labor, builds character. It is a principle that they place above all else and they are not wrong, labor does in fact build character – at least some aspects of character. No amount of labor has thought these men to keep it in their pants, not even when it invites more labor and hardship for them. However, I believe that something may have been lost in the translation or application of this principle by a good number of these men because somewhere along the line, the word labor was subconsciously substituted for masochism in their psyche until suffering came to equal labor in their minds. ( It explains for instance why these men consider eating three meals a day, living with your parents or attending school as the height of luxury). Tade was one of such men. Of the many snacks availa...
DAMILOLA The Betrayed One ...by me I betrayed her. I didn’t plan to. It just happened. Well… sort of. We were in Primary Five - which was graduating class back then – I took ill during preparations for end of the session party. By the time I returned to school, they had already taken the measurements for the graduation gown and there was no way it could have been made in time for the party the next day. It would have been easy on the school if I hadn’t paid early for the gown but I had. So they had to find a way to fix things – I think they were really scared of my mum’s reaction or maybe my dad’s, it was hard to say they were both scary. Actually, they are still scary. I’ll tell you a little story.