He did not die. The small boy, he did not die. David kept on descending, keeping his eyes on the boy as he rolled down. As he went down the mountain, he realized that the boy was going slower than he expected. Chisom was wrong; he had more than thirty seconds to save the small […]
Into The Wild 2
DAY ONE. 7PM. They climbed on, slowly and steadily. The sun had gone to sleep and the moon must have been preparing to rear its head as they ascended the mountain. The seven of them, AK, who was the leader of the team, Chisom, Kazeem, David – the Part 6 medical student, Tara – his […]
Into The Wild 1
DAY 1. The phone rang twice but Bukunmi did not pick it. Instead, she remained seated in front of her mirror applying her makeup. It was 5pm in the evening and it was a rather unusual time to be applying makeup as the sun had already gone down and darkness was about to fall on […]
The Distance Between Us 3
THE SERIES. If you are familiar with this blog, you will know from the title of this post that it is a ‘catching up’ post. Apart from the George series I did late last year, there is another – rather silent – series on this blog. It is called ‘The Distance Between Us’. I write […]
A Brief History of Mr. George – {8} Final Episode.
It is morning. I am walking down the corridor with Jerry and Stephen. Stephen is holding my right hand. He has been holding me like this for days. The walls are white: white and eerie. Scary, even. It is as though there are black demons behind these walls and as we approach our destination, they will compress the walls and choke life out of us. Stephen catches my eyes and I manage a weak smile: I have forgotten what it means to be happy
A Brief History of Mr. George. {7}
Jerry had cut the call before George could say anything. “What’s it?” Shola asked from the hospital bed. George turned to look at her and placed his hand on her hair. “Nothing, Shola. It’s Jerry,” he said but his voice and appearance betrayed him. Gloom was written all over his face. “George, what is it […]
A Brief History of Mr. George {6}
“And when the day comes When we can’t walk no more We’ll have two seats on my front porch I’ll still call you young girl So young girl, rock with me” -Jon Bellion, Rocking Chairs. For the next five days, George watched the clock.. He could not wait for Friday to come. He lived from Sunday […]
A Brief History of Mr. George {5}
Jerry and the HOD were at it again. It was as though Jerry found it a thing of joy to always tackle the old man. He would say a point and the man would object and on and on they would go. George was glued to his sofa. After five weeks of attending classes in […]
A Brief History Of Mr. George {4}
It is Sunday afternoon in LAUTECH. We have been on strike for almost two years now and some of us have forgotten our matric number. Now, we are gathered outside our cathedral -like senate building with stones in our hands. Somewhere in the front, our leader is saying some motivating words. He drags on for […]
A Brief History Of Mr. George. {3}
There are kings and there are pawns. Who takes the glory when the war is done?” an unknown poet. My name is Folarin George. I am a Part 3 student of the department of History, Obafemi Awolowo University. I am a Christian. And I will be eighteen years old in two months time. It was […]