![[SHORT STORY] The Fatal Accident By Rex Dogood](https://michaelafenfia.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/pexels-photo-1161268.jpeg)
It was a pleasant Saturday morning characterised by the usual harmattan chill and mist in the ever busy and noisy Agofuri Park in Warri. Despite the chaos, her ringtone stood out. "Hello, Phebe. How are you?" she spoke into the receiver of her phone with a smile "Aunt Laye, there is a problem," came the tensed voice from the other end of the line "What again?" Laye asked "Uncle had a terrible accident. His car got crashed into a truck…
This week, I decided to share a personal story, one about my visit to Okaka prison, Yenagoa, in 2015. It was a visit that opened my eyes to what it means to be truly free. It made me appreciate afresh what it means to go and come as one pleases and how a simple visit to someone locked away, from a person on the outside, even from a complete stranger, could mean so much to an abandoned inmate and uplift…
This season, you can WIN BIG with your creativity! Just write an original, unpublished story starting with “Mondays are like that” and share as a comment/reply to my post either Facebook, Twitter or Instagram. Entries on Facebook and Instagram must not exceed 100 words, and 280 characters on Twitter. Entry opens on Saturday, November 17, 2018 and closes by 11:59 pm on Saturday, December 22, 2018. All participants MUST like or follow @MichaelAfenfia on Facebook, Twitter & Instagram. Top 10…
A couple of days back, while on a visit to the hospital with my kids, we had to endure a long wait because of the number of patients ahead of us. When I asked why the process was that slow, I was told there were only three doctors on ground and they were taking their precious time with each patient. But this piece isn’t about the hospital, its three doctors and their very slow turnaround time; it’s really about something…
![[SHORT STORY] Otapiapia By Olukorede S. Yishau](https://michaelafenfia.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/photo-1517010343526-1e18dfc5eecd-500x350.jpg)
It was her first holiday from Abeokuta. Idera was excited to see Lagos again, but she was not prepared for what she saw on entering the new two-bed apartment into which Aunty Rebecca and her husband had moved. She knocked at the door and waited a few minutes before she turned the knob. The door creaked open only for her to behold a man and a woman scrambling to cover their nakedness. The woman was her precious Aunty Rebecca, her…
He asked, "Do I stand a chance?" She was reluctant to take a stance A simple yes or no would have been enough to see him off But she did a no accompanied with some reason so he wouldn't be pissed off So he left feeling unsure, but he left it in the hands of the universe "If it's meant to be it'll be", the particular line he held onto on Bebe Rexha's verse He tried to release himself…
To the seed of friendship I made a sacred oath From a rational thought That seemed to be in a trance Like a floating pot About to be engulfed By the wavy ocean Don’t take for granted my portion Approach me not with an act of extortion These were our consensuses Now it’s all different Awaken from the dark I now see clearly the truth Unspeakable, yet relatable Like the predator tricks its prey You tricked a man full…
Imagine being Leah Sharibu’s father or mother and it’s the day after you hear an audio recording of your daughter who has been in captivity since February 2018. Her abductors, the dreaded Boko Haram fundamentalists, for the first time since the kidnap (and subsequent release of the other abductees) offer to the federal government and to her heartbroken parents proof that citizen Leah—the one child who refuses to denounce her religion in exchange for her freedom—is still alive. Imagine that these ferocious and…
What's a stand without a feet? What's victory without defeat? What's a bed without a sheet? What's the heart without a beat? What's complete without you?
As the world we used to know Has now become what we don't Hope still lingers. As global warming befalls us Amidst threats of nuclear wars Hope still lingers. Even as our national peace and unity Is threatened by ethnic and tribal wars Hope still lingers. Though moral ethics molders on the daily And duplicity and lewdness have become life's nomalcies Hope still lingers. As political wars and factional brawls Take our lives more than normal death would Hope still…