Health education entertainment for story lovers.
“No, she couldn’t have… She left the house this morning and didn’t return till evening. There was Sniper at home but she didn’t have access to it. I sprayed it before she got back.” I replied, replaying the events of the day for clues.
Gosh! This was crazy. I had seen things like this before but I never knew it could happen to someone like us. I always felt it only happened to poor people. Yeah, I know. Whatever. Don’t judge me.
Imade was dumbstruck for a full minute. When she eventually found her voice, she said “Imaobong is your child.” Then she picked up her bag and walked out of the living room.
Kezi was deep in thought, rummaging through her brain files. There was something familiar about Njamen’s snore and it wasn’t good. Her brother passed away last year and he was snoring like this just before things went south.
MMM that has come and gone… MMM that made many people cry and gave them hypertension? You better change the topic before someone comes to arrest you.”
Dad was given an estimate of the admission bill and blurted out, “You want me to pay so much for ordinary malaria treatment?” He was clearly upset.
Mia ran to the kitchen, got some water and sprinkled it on his face. Mia tried to give him water to drink, but he refused. She then proceeded to rub his back.
They keep saying stay at home… stay at home… stay at home… and do what?” he said out loud despite being all alone at home. He was so drained and felt like he couldn’t take it anymore. His sanity was at stake.
“Why?”… “Are you okay?”… “Is someone sick?”… “Do they have a right to do that?”… “What is Corona virus anyway?”… “Is the school bad?”… “Is the mall safe?” “Are we safe?”…
Chief Ayomikun was retiring after 35 years of faithful service and no expenses were spared. He even insisted that all his names and titles be branded on all the souvenirs: Chief Professor Architect Elder Tomiwa Oyebowale Ayomikun (J.P), the Isomo of Somodobo II.