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My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary (PART 35

  Dapo Thomas The following day in class, I couldn’t make noise. I was as cool as the early morning stream water. The timing of the nailing was inauspicious....

My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary(34)

  Dapo Thomas   Three weeks in secondary school, I still didn’t think I was serious. The “omo’ta swags” were still there. I tried to...

My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary (Part 33)

  Dapo Thomas   On the evening of Tuesday, April 2, 1974 around 6pm, I just returned from the field where I had gone to play set. We were five at home. Iya...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary (Part 32) Dapo Thomas

  Dapo Thomas One thing my great-grandmother loved most was to pray to GOD and to pray for man. On Thursday, the 17th of January, 1974, when she turned 90, I was...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary (Part 31)

  Dapo Thomas Just to bring slippers from the room I started reciting “Qul hu Allah hu ahad”. The Yoruba have a saying: “Ti omode ba dé ibi eru,...

My Diary From Primary to Tertiary(Part 30)

  Dapo Thomas For the first time in several years, I found my two hands clutching each other peacefully at the back. I dared not make the mistake of unlocking them....

My Diary From Primary to Tertiary(Part 29)

  Dapo Thomas   As at November 17, 1973, we were still debating an admission letter that was almost a month old. First, I hid it from my mother for three...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary,Part 27

  By Dapo Thomas After I was technically sacked by the Chairman of the Board of Management of “Iya Ibadan Bread Depot”, Madam Moriamoh Aṣabi Buraimoh...

My Diary From Primary to Tertiary (Part 26)

  Dapo Thomas The choice to make between going for training in thuggery under the mentorship of the famous and dreaded Darasingh and writing an entrance examination...

My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary(Part 25) Dapo Thomas Few days after the raid, Iya Ibadan who turned 89 on January 17, 1973 asked me if I could be her...