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My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary(Part 16)

  By Dapo Thomas   Alfa Ligali must be right with his Abiku deductive logic. Some time, I used to wonder at the kind of affection or passion I had for...

My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary (Part 15)

    By Dapo Thomas   I returned from school to find out that Iya Ibadan was sick. She was down with a sudden disrespectful fever. As usual, she resisted...

My Diary From Primary to Tertiary (Part 14)

  By Dapo Thomas   Immediately Iya Ibadan delivered her homily on: “The GOD WHO sees but cannot be seen”, I was never myself again. The message was...

From Primary to Tertiary-(Part 13)

  By Dapo Thomas Surulere was a bubbling area in the late 1960s and all through the 1970s. It was full of life and fun, sanity and morality, benevolence and...

My Diary:From Primary to Tertiary (Part 12)

  By Dapo Thomas   Determined to explore the opportunities inherent in formal competitive football tournaments and having seen the importance of football in...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary(Part 10)

    By Dapo Thomas Iya Ibadan had not gone to Alagomeji in the last three years. Neither had Baba Alogemeji visited Surulere in the last one year. He was so...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary(Part 9)

  By Dapo Thomas   Immediately, iya Ibadan opened the door, my brother wanted to bring out the perfume from his pocket. For what? I didn’t know. It was a...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary (PART 8)

Dapo Thomas   Mr Olaoye was a new teacher in my school. His swagger was too much. A young man with a puritanical savvy. He was neat and clean. He was what the Gen Z...

My Diary: From Primary to Tertiary,Here is my Diary(Part 5)

  Dapo Thomas   When a teacher tells you to wait for him in the staff room after committing an offence, you should just go into a silent prayer session or...

My Diary:From Primary to Secondary (Part 11)

  BY Dapo Thomas Two years after enjoying the magnanimity of what the school authorities called “PROMOTED ON-TRIAL”, I never cared to find out what it...