Wee-wee water

Wee-wee water

I was jolted a few days ago when I stumbled on a letter written by my nine-year-old son. I was the subject matter. The letter was addressed to no one, but he did ask God a few questions, so I assume he wrote it to God. My initial reaction was anger, then outrage. “What came over you, this boy?” I asked him. He later apologized. As my anger subsided, my mind went back to a little over 40 years ago, when I was his age. I did tackle my father, but not that hard. In fact, the only tackle I could remember, at nine, was when I had malaria. My father felt I was too weak to give myself my bath. After they had run the water, he took me into the bathroom and wanted to remove my clothes, but I resisted. He was stunned: “what do you have there that you are hiding, “he asked sarcastically, and stormed out.
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Inferno kills three siblings in Bayelsa

Inferno kills three siblings in Bayelsa

Elebele community in Ogbia local government area of Bayelsa State was thrown into mourning Thursday night as three siblings were roasted alive when fire gutted their home.

Why Buhari ordered probe of  ex-military Chiefs, Badeh, Amosu

Why Buhari ordered probe of ex-military Chiefs, Badeh, Amosu

President Mohammadu Buhari on Friday ordered the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission, EFCC to carry out extensive investigation on the former Chief of Defence Staff, Air Vice Marshal Alex Badeh and former Chief of Air Staff, Air Vice Marshall Adesola Amosu over their roles in the purchase of military hardware during their tenures.

At least 22 dead in Burkina jihadist attacks

At least 22 dead in Burkina jihadist attacks

At least 22 people were killed in an overnight jihadist attack in the Burkinabe capital Ouagadougou, a security source said Saturday, adding that the toll may yet rise.

Men who play home balls!

Men who play home balls!

The noise must have woken many people up, for it was just few minutes after midnight. I had just risen from my first round of sleep, and was still trying to gather my wits together and figure out what to do with the next three to four hours before I crawl into bed again. The voices were very loud and clear and I knew that they were coming from my compound. They belonged to The Jones. They all seemed to be shouting and wailing at the same time, father, mother and children. Initially, I thought it was an armed robbery attack as Mrs Jones was wont to come home late every night,