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Philip Ebuluofor

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Mourning Attire

Philip Ebuluofor

Just my way of passing a message across to those that can read big things from little ones, I refused to wear her mourning dress. Almost all the relatives connected to her one way or the other were on one that every single day she was being bid final farewell. Food is what keep one alive on earth, if you don't eat, or even feed well, it will come to a time you will be bidding farewell also by those that still eat food on this green earth so i equate any attempt to preventing me from getting money that will ensure i keep food no matter the ...

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Natural Wicked Verdict

Philip Ebuluofor

It was cool Monday morning. The weather was what you will call normal with little breeze complimenting the order. Chris and his friend John the second year students of federal Ploy in their State. So, I really don't know what they were doing in the school clinic where first years students were undergoing compulsory checkups as mandated by the law. There must be a reason why they were there instead of at their lodge or lecture room if they have early lectures. I was just entering the school gate and sighted commotion at the clinic side were...

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Medicinal in nature

Philip Ebuluofor

Incarceration is a pain, a fear that by itself forces reminiscence and reflections on us. We tend to learn more deeply when thrown into both moods by circumstances beyond our control. As for me?-I am nobody from birth to date, yet I am somebody in every phase of my development as a human to date. All thanks to a few sources that light comes from. Before my nursery school level, I was known as that strong stubborn headed kid that doesn't hesitate to throw punches where needed and where not. That is the reputation I had as a kid. Then, in pr...

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Time: Their Number One Enemy

Philip Ebuluofor

"You must receive education through labor" is a well known article in Yancheng prison's 38 articles like we inmates prefer to call that 'must-read' article's handbook once you are shifted from whatever provincial prison they transferred you from to Yancheng in Hubei province China PR. Work in almost all the Chinese prisons is non-negotiable. The only known route you as a foreigner can walk away on your two feets once inside there. District-4, the only foreign district in existence inside there, stopped weaving chairs we did for...

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Hamburger Joint

Philip Ebuluofor

"Ah! Juliet, how are you today? Are you the ones hammering on the counter this mad? I rushed out to confront the mad fella doing this only to find out it's you. Why the haste now? what can we do for you?" That was coming from a school acquaintance that keeps a store not far from her printing shop. During her school days, Juliet set is two classes ahead of Amara that is condescendingly asking her three in one question these days like many do and to think that Juliet at times helps her in doing her homeworks those past years makes...

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Lower Frequency

Philip Ebuluofor

It must have been middle of june last year (i have not been able to check my entries) that i first saw her in that office sitting on the left side of that tax office talking to who i know not animatedly non stop in that office that seven staffs sitting inside that big hall demarcated by tables were all females and their boss same sex. Female. They call her Chi Chi which may be Chioma or Chinyere in my language whichever. When I look at her, I know that she is that type known as a "sealed bag" around here. 15th July 2024. I had gone ...

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Her Nature Refuses To Leave Her

Philip Ebuluofor

I have always been wary of old men and women and a little scared of meeting them alone in lonely isolated footpaths in the village pathways surrounded by overgrown shrubs on both side than I am of ghosts and the stories surrounding them. Those kinds of routes are almost in all the villages in my town that are part and parcel of every kid's memory as we grow up. I have an aunty, my father's younger sister that got married to one man about three villages away from ours. She is a cantankerous woman by nature. By my estimation, she is a good wom...

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Sicko

Philip Ebuluofor

It was eerily arresting when I first set eyes on that skinny boy as he walked through the door with the woman that brought her to us. I had given them both and my mum space to discuss their things. She was the one that needed a helper. After about thirty minutes when his escort had gone leaving him with my mum, I approached him again and once again, the face looked so eerily familiar. My curiosity got the better of me and I asked him "Have we met before?" I got nothing as an answer but a shy smile and a negative shake of the head. &n...

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Black Book

Philip Ebuluofor

"So, you mean you need to go to the restaurant first before contributing your share? And where is your visitor's share?" IK asked Eteroo who started lowering his voice while answering and piqued the interest of others in the room. "Where will you see Tendy to give him the money for him to buy the food items while coming back?" IK asked, raising his voice for the benefit of Eteroo's Visitor, whom he noticed that Eteroo doesn't want him to overhear what is being discussed. " Okay, here is his and I will give you mine later" the two...

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Lemon Tree

Philip Ebuluofor

Decades can be something else on their own. I was a brand new secondary school and dorm student in the mid '80s. That era made some of us with skeptical minds to start believing in what we read in ancient texts. In Nigeria that period in my eyes as a brand new teen secondary school student, that mid '80s were my ancient in reminiscent. On gotten admission,I had came for registration with my Dad. The staff and administrative block was a stand alone building in form of rectangular mold that assaulted us first. It's demarcated inside int...

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Square One

Philip Ebuluofor

Funny and fearful tales is what you hear 24 hours each day in some quarters here these days. Can't just understand why some people's lives are full of stories while some others are as dry as the Sahara desert. Not as if the people of milfe autonomous community are enjoying the type of story their lives are full of and from the look of things, those suffering from dryness are thanking heaven and asking for the drought to be permanent. That is what some people in the town of milfe can't understand. "Why me and why us" is the only thing droppi...

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Depositors

Philip Ebuluofor

The uproar was still high and rising every second. Many still cowering from the scene, the women folks seem to by their nature born for this kind of disorganization. There is no doubt that they are born amplifiers. Good actresses from the womb, but this time around, they were not acting out and their antics are not even enough in comparison with what lays before everyone on that Onitsha T-junction that dull October morning. About eight dead bodies lay askew in haphazard manners. One still hanging from the window of the mini bus he wa...

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More Than Strange

Philip Ebuluofor

They named the elementary school compound as the avenue. Why they chose the interior village, no one knows. One thing Anthony has found out is that humans seem not to know what they really want. Those dwelling in the rural areas ogle city life and those in cities ogle rural areas. Human nature had been asking questions discreetly to know the reason behind such without success. He pegged it to humanity sickness. What they have doesn't move them, what they don't have draws them like a magnate even though that is too inferior to what they have....

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Village Burials

Philip Ebuluofor

The groaning came from my mother after answering a phone call. I don't know who put through. The groaning was growing in numbers and seems to be coming in rapid forms that period as she answers. I was sitting on the dining room table scribbling nothing in particular. I was just as usual whiling away time hoping to fall into a writing groove before seriousness will take over. That seriousness seems to be my whiling away time as a ritual that summons it in from where I don't know. If those in the know I have not stamped it ...

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Eightieth Birthday

Philip Ebuluofor

He marched into the church he last saw its interior about twenty-something years ago alongside about fifteen others he knows none among them. The church in its iconic history had been standing at that same spot since that very day the colonial masters laid its foundation in the first decade of twentieth century. Of course it has undergone countless renovations but nothing much has changed. He was there for an anniversary of his mother-in-law celebrating her eightieth birthday and her kids, some of whom were priest and rev...

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