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Philip Ebuluofor

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Philip Ebuluofor

It all started in college days. If I recall well, third year in college. That was when I first saw two of them often. For the next two years, it was the same story of attachment. The ultimate test of friendship is always after education if school is where both of you met. When one is just being schooled by parents or whoever is doing that in loco, it’s seen as quasi serious place and quasi enjoyment environment. In fact, over here in Nigeria, primary school is what it is to us. Forced and the time we enter secondary school, it’s the senior...

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Doff Your Hat Wherever You See Second Timers

Philip Ebuluofor

He pulled with all his strength and achieved almost no result. He went on all four to see what is exerting this strength. The coarseness told him that whatever it's isn't a new occupant of the under bench. He was right. The color and quantity pointed that fact out well. The person or whoever they might be seems to be on the religious duty of packing half-chewed guns under the same chair each week for reasons known to them. In this kind of discovery, you don’t open your mouth wide for it is a sign of not doing the work previously well. Th...

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The Same Central Apple

Philip Ebuluofor

Mr. Charlie B as he was known by the village kids is sixty-one. His mother was eighty-five. The story surrounding that man is high and deep at the same time. Too many versions even though they retain that greater element of central sameness that give It validity. The central message in it was that the man with a son behaving like a sorry version of him was once a near priest. Nearly? The story about the guy goes this way. He was raised by his now eighty-five years old mother alongside two other elder sisters. His father died when he was ...

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Caught Up In Few Minutes

Philip Ebuluofor

“You need to hear the sound of the speaker am telling you about. It booms to high heavens. Boom! Boom!! Boom!!! Like thunder rumbling” Emeka in his demonstrative way is telling us in the class one morning about new music speaker his uncle bought and how it transformed their neighborhood. He had missed class for three days in a row and when he showed up, it was apparent from what occupied his day while he was absent from class that long. No one pointed that out but it was clear. He was listening to music in his uncle’s new speaker. &nb...

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Correct Hats On Correct Heads

Philip Ebuluofor

He stood just about three meters away from the man's table and had been standing for about three minutes without being fully acknowledged. The only acknowledgement he have received from the man since he entered was a furtive glance in the direction of the sound that came as greeting. Shaking of the head in his direction and full attention returning to whatever it was he was drafting.  The whole students of the community secondary school Iji numbering about eight-fifty knew that mood like back of their hands. It have became a culture a...

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Where Heaven Lift People From

Philip Ebuluofor

 He couldn’t pinpoint when the turning point happened in his life, how could he? it had been about eight years and never gradual since that incident that took him inside the state detention center and made that center the turning center of his life. He had been what some refer to here as Journey Johnny Worker. Phrase attached to those people that sleep and wake up, eat and left the house for work that has no particular base or form. Everything goes kind of people with everything goes kind of skill needed for all manner of works people...

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Bang And Bam

Philip Ebuluofor

 The pathway that led into the Uku village in Amafor town in early’70s would not accommodate two bicycles coming from opposite direction. Too tiny. During rainy seasons overgrown brushes from both side of the road made it almost impassable for anyone carrying anything wider than his or her shoulders. In that nest rest two love birds by names Julie and Clifford.  A tale of magnet and nail. Both the apple and pie of each others eyes and maybe something more like narrators of this century will deliver it if asked to do so. In each o...

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Too Many Uprooting

Philip Ebuluofor

Mr. Tony, the source of the grapevine news among his fellow staff of the sanitation department of the Oji local government area. The people are known for the moniker the public gave them after the civil war that has stuck since then. ‘The two-faced guys' Fifty percent of them from the daylight road sweeping team, well clothed in matching uniforms in daylights sweeping the roads double as night soil men in the cover of darkness. At their own health risk, some women, as warned by the local government leaders, are even allowed to work am...

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The Whys Of Indecent Proposals

Philip Ebuluofor

I was sitting in my small corner in the department when this girl matched in fuming. I sat there watching her and she sat in anger turning the pages of the book in her front with anger in such a way that still surprises today on how those pages remained in tact. I was determine not to be the person that opened my mouth first. About five minutes later, she asked me: “is this not how to write capital Y?” I was little taken aback by the question. Instead of answering the question, I focused on her face to know if something else is going on. I m...

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Soliloquy Gone Sour

Philip Ebuluofor

It's rainy season not the dry one so, tales by the moonlight at the village squares in Africa are off until the next dry season.   These tales that comes in the nights after the days work are usually told at the village squares by the elders when clans or villages are not staging one singing, quasi fashion shows or wrestling competitions. That’s the life Africans live in our interior villages. Yes, there is fashion and beauty shows even before colonial masters came in our little known way. Young Women paint faces with local dye f...

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Early Morning Hustlers

Philip Ebuluofor

“Thinking that way won't lead anywhere. The earlier he knows that, the better for all” “How does he suppose to think that will lead to somewhere?” “ What’s the matter?- are you for his good or are you playing games?” “ Games are for the losers. Do I look like one to you?” “ How do losers look?” “ They look like my uncle we are talking about. That is what few I know look like. Isn’t that funny?- how those guys looks alike? Cash crop dealers” “ No, it’s not funny. What I sounds funny since talking with you is your attitude toward helping your ...

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Mighty Education In The Heart Of Guangzhou Spring Season

Philip Ebuluofor

“You have to show me the shop you are talking about. I have never been to that area before” “You will not miss it. Just tell the taxi driver or cyclist where you are going and they will stop you in front of the market” “So, there is a market behind that gigantic building?” “For sure, big one. I never knew until that my Chinese friend took me there two weeks ago” “They sell all manners of beauty products and all those love products like flowers you are after” My friend Uche has this way of talking that makes you to laugh most of the time....

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The Village Book fair

Philip Ebuluofor

“Do you hear that? According to the record, there are about one billion books in existence in the world”  “ Who was keeping the record?” “How do you mean who is keeping the records?- don’t you believe it?” “my question is simple. Who is recording all these books in existence, are these ones included?” “White people keep records you know?” “ No one is white people and no organization is white people. Which organization or someone keeping the records?” “Well, I have forgotten the name of the company mentioned and their web address. T...

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Mutiny Spirit Rewarded

Philip Ebuluofor

It was so terribly cold, snow was falling and it was almost dark. And the inmates have not eaten their evening meal and officer sheng was working them to the bones against regulations. It’s against regulation to jump queue in Lanty international prison. But nowadays, rules and regulations seems to have gone with the wind which is never in short supply in the semi dessert that the prison was built on. The district officers and the central management seems to have became helpless with their shortcomings that it is showing clearly on their la...

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Just To Be Sure

Philip Ebuluofor

“So, what is the catch?” “Why did you always worry about the negative in everything?- start first and when you cruise past the catch, you will not realize” “ It is always intelligent to know what one is getting himself/herself into. It is called wisdom or looking after one’s ground. It never hurts to know one’s enemy from day one” “ Yeah, I understand where you are coming from but this has become part and parcel of your entire way of living. Do you know this is the third time you have asked the same question today alone?” “That shows I must ...

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