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The Soldier Boy- Part 3

I met Deborah at the officer’s mess. Her friends had come to visit a Colonel when I saw her confidently seated all by herself sipping on her chilled soda. She had told them that she will wait by the mess than go into the Colonel’s apartment with them. As I beheld her, an irresistible sight,…

When we were alerted of the coup, I was undertaking a commander’s course in Bauchi where I was ousted amongst others from our apartments, stripped of any form of metal and rounded up by privates, non-commissioned officers; mere officers who had attained less or no ranks at all. At such moments there was no unit,…

When I was a boy, my dream was to be a soldier. I wanted to be a soldier so much than I wanted to be alive. I would watch the uniforms, guns, boots and gear won by the soldiers that passed by my grandfather’s hut and embellish their unrivalled glory. That was not all I…

After parking as close to the entrance of his flat as he could, he came around to her side of the car and picked her up with some difficulty. When he straightened up, she threw her arms around his shoulders and he walked into the flat, her head lolling against his chest. The relationship was…

As Claire walked away, she felt really good with herself, “I will show that woman yet. . .” she thought. . When she got home, Ken and Susan were still seated in the living room; you could cut through the tension in the room with a Knife. Claire stood in the door way and took…

. At first, she only wanted to write about American blacks before she saw the news on AIT about a university lady that was murdered inside a church while she was reading and how women outcry seeking for justice overwhelmed the media. She didn’t know if to feel sad, unhappy, angry or cry. She wasn’t…

"That was my thesis – Institutionalised racism in a free country. While I was there, I never wanted to be on the other side of the law. What was scarier was watching the shooting of a black man with his girlfriend and a four-year-old in the back of the car. He was shot seven times.…