Mutallib

Someone listened to my speech one day and got to know how I was doing to the best of my ability in cultivating the habit of speaking good oral English. The gentleman who is older and more experienced than me, sent his elderly piece of advice to me that I should speak English language as a Nigerian not like a native speaker. He said it was not encouraging for an African to throw away the accent of his motherland for adoption of the Occidental accent. From the chitchats of friends, one often hears how the few among them are mocked and mimicked for trying to work on their pronunciation; they are regarded as masters of show off who journey far in advertising their empty intelligence, telling lies to the world that they are children of Queen Elizabeth. Many of such things could be heard here and there by a student who struggles to learn and master oral English. Students who speak English by obeying oral rules in the class face daunting challenge because their intent is sadly miscontrued...

Turkma is small but a mighty town that had an unmatched history of birthing talented individuals who were good ambassadors across the globe. Many thought-provoking questions were raised as to whether the gift of talent to the children of Turkma was a divine blessing or the legacy left by the late and resting souls of the town. This, for decades, had been the great pride of every son of the town as anywhere one went, the name 'Turkma' resonated loudly down to the inner ears. Another amazing thing that kept people thinking was the striking beauty of the women in that town and the extreme handsomeness of the gentlemen whose eyes, noses, lips, foreheads, etc., were like to say, by way of exaggeration, granted a creational licence by God to create those attractive organs for themselves. At academic arena as well as the sports realm, Turkma was the talk of the day. This was the cogent reason most students who went to another town or city and even abroad, were hailed, held, nail...