When I look at children growing up today, I sigh long and hard because they will never truly have a childhood. At least not one like I did. Childhood is so much more than being stuck at home, watching television all day long, and/or playing several games on your mother’s tablet PC. Childhood was acting … More Ezigbo Nwata Nwanyi: My Childhood
Akudo swore. “Mummy!” Nnamdi exclaimed from the back seat. “You said a bad word!” “Sorry!” Akudo muttered. She glanced over at the clock on her dashboard. 7:45 A.M. This was as late as she could be. Especially since there was a crowd of people trying to drop off their children at the same time. She … More Blue Phoenix 03: CTRL + ALT + IGNORE
Ezigbo Nwata Nwanyi. Meaning: Good girl. Igbo (ethnic group native to Nigeria) Can also be written as “Ezigbo Nwanyi” or “Ezi Nwanyi” They teach you in Integrated Science that with puberty comes pimples. They also teach you that puberty starts in your pre-teen years; the average was between 11 and 12 years. Mine started at … More Ezigbo Nwata Nwanyi: Wife Material
“Finally!” Ronke exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air for emphasis. “What? You knew?” Akudo asked, staring at her best friend wide-eyed. “Me and anybody who has eyes! That guy has been in love with you probably since he met you the day before your wedding!” “Oh come on.” Akudo rolled her eyes. “Babe, I’m … More Blue Phoenix E02: Warriors and Heartaches
Akudo Nnamani left the pointer hovering around the options listed under “Marital Status.” Single. Married. Divorced. Widowed. She sighed – which was an improvement because the last time she came across that section in a form, she had burst into tears. It had been five years since her husband died, and the heaviness had only … More Blue Phoenix E01: What’s Done Is Done.
“Madam!” The middle-aged man said, tapping her. She jerked slightly. “Hmn?” “I asked what floor?” “Sorry, fifth. Thank you.” He grunted in response, no doubt irritated with her for not hearing him the first time. The entire ride up, she braced herself. Knowing her personal assistant, there was likely going to be a fanfare waiting … More The Bed.
“I did it for you.” She said; but she never asked me if it was what I wanted. I could feel my husband’s eyes boring holes into the right side of my head but I did not care. I would answer his questions once they left, but not a second sooner. I kept my gaze … More Love and Other Excuses