As per the outpatient records kept at the health facility, she had her name listed as Fuleira Ousmanie; sophomore year student from a non-disclosed institution of higher learning, Islamic by virtue of religion. I, her companion of indeterminate religious affiliation, diamond stud in both ears with a look of confused worry all over my face; I was her immediate relation and next of kin. I countersigned against her name without perusing the document… reading the fine prints on the yellow sheet of paper was of flawed importance to me at that critical moment; I was Kofi Abotua, thrusting the pad before the nurse, and our interest, Fuleira's and mine, was in the liberating success of the procedure that was bound to ensure she got her life back on track so she could further her education and aspirations of a life to be lived in scholarly jurisprudence and journalistic ease. All she ever dreamed of apart from her undying love and affection for me was the legal and the pen working hand in hand to positively influence society. The post surgery preliminaries were done with; she was ready for ER. Little did I know what was to follow- I lost Fuleira as a prognosis to Alhaji Bhanda, the local neighbourhood oil tycoon.
these are works of fiction, or not. they are stories of my life, or not. they are either fabrications, or not. and yet, these are snippets from a life story. whether you consider them factual or fictitious, it will be your opinion, expressed at will in freedom.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
snippets from a life story (facts and fiction)
Sunday, March 14, 2010
facebook banter with george enninful continued
Don Chikara
::@enninful,
i can't think you are yet ready for any verbal belligerence posturing, so like you rightly asserted you have a year within which time you can be considered as 'initiated'. it will amount to cruelty on my part if thingi is slated for now; you are blessed with all the time in the world so you can prim and proper yourself for whatever battle because unlike 'dis moi', you are the one who needs to prove yourself to earn kudos.
then again, you bear firm attestation to what you saw and heard about a decade ago but cor blimey!!!, vintage seems from this end of the world to be totally lost on you. do i have to explain that as well, that the older the wine.............? i think you know the rest, ha? :)
the chew and pour that stocks in trade with you, which in english is termed 'learning by rote' (guess you only knew it as chew and pour innit?) is more than exemplified in your post culminating in verbose personification. i mean come on man, in what out of context meaning is this cut and paste ''i see you to be in a higgledy-piggledy''? can we get a sentence structure right, for once?
atypical juvenescence bordering on mediocrity; and i'm being very charitable here as well to say the least- to say you didn't fluff your e.s.o.l, you didn't fluff?????? fluff? where in the world was 'flunk' in this context? another cut and paste?? boo hoo...... this is my point george, everybody passes in some dull flying mediocre colours all the time, how many of them excel enough to adorn the white flag? its as far away from your reach as was biblical moses to canaan, you simply do not belong in that league- a fact you have clearly and openly demonstrated to everybody reading this light banter between you and dis moi.
just like joshua clottey, you need a lot of sprucing up to fit into the welterweight division, clam shell defensiveness will not win you any fights especially with a whirlwind flurry fighter like pacman, lmao :).
chale, abi you know say i no dey mean any harm, i jus dey lov d fact sey one of my young' uns dey prove him mettle, nice one frm manchester. how b d weda? man dey miss abrokyire pass oooo, and i stl dey eat slow. dat tin neva change kwraaa so ibi say lately i dey chop more tuo zaafi sake of i jus fr trow dwn ma throat nd swallow. chale my jaws be the laziest jaws ever- even food sef wey man fr chew na wahala
::@enninful,
i can't think you are yet ready for any verbal belligerence posturing, so like you rightly asserted you have a year within which time you can be considered as 'initiated'. it will amount to cruelty on my part if thingi is slated for now; you are blessed with all the time in the world so you can prim and proper yourself for whatever battle because unlike 'dis moi', you are the one who needs to prove yourself to earn kudos.
then again, you bear firm attestation to what you saw and heard about a decade ago but cor blimey!!!, vintage seems from this end of the world to be totally lost on you. do i have to explain that as well, that the older the wine.............? i think you know the rest, ha? :)
the chew and pour that stocks in trade with you, which in english is termed 'learning by rote' (guess you only knew it as chew and pour innit?) is more than exemplified in your post culminating in verbose personification. i mean come on man, in what out of context meaning is this cut and paste ''i see you to be in a higgledy-piggledy''? can we get a sentence structure right, for once?
atypical juvenescence bordering on mediocrity; and i'm being very charitable here as well to say the least- to say you didn't fluff your e.s.o.l, you didn't fluff?????? fluff? where in the world was 'flunk' in this context? another cut and paste?? boo hoo...... this is my point george, everybody passes in some dull flying mediocre colours all the time, how many of them excel enough to adorn the white flag? its as far away from your reach as was biblical moses to canaan, you simply do not belong in that league- a fact you have clearly and openly demonstrated to everybody reading this light banter between you and dis moi.
just like joshua clottey, you need a lot of sprucing up to fit into the welterweight division, clam shell defensiveness will not win you any fights especially with a whirlwind flurry fighter like pacman, lmao :).
chale, abi you know say i no dey mean any harm, i jus dey lov d fact sey one of my young' uns dey prove him mettle, nice one frm manchester. how b d weda? man dey miss abrokyire pass oooo, and i stl dey eat slow. dat tin neva change kwraaa so ibi say lately i dey chop more tuo zaafi sake of i jus fr trow dwn ma throat nd swallow. chale my jaws be the laziest jaws ever- even food sef wey man fr chew na wahala
Saturday, March 13, 2010
can joshua defeat pacquaio and make me eat humble pie?
Don Chikara :a southpaw jack dempsey at welterweight, having annexed 7 world titles in as much weight divisions to make mayweather literally fleehis pants like there was no turning back... and now its joshua clottey in the trouble of his life.... can't wait to listen to peace fm on sunday morning. another legacy cemented by pacquaio:)
sokoi sokoi paastor- this is not a diss
Don Chikara :okay, is it the whole of religion that smacks of UNADULTERATED BULLSHIT or certain religious inclinations? when was the last time i heard of a muslim sheik, OR 'kweku bonsam' having carnal knowledge of his own daughter and trying to blame it on a poor paltry paid 'watchman'? So Then, When Was The Last A So Called Man Of God Put His Dick Into His Own Daughter's Hole? Answer- YESTERDAY. Correct For 10 Points.
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Firstly, let me remind you that we are not living in the past.Gone were the days that some unknown riff-raff and rednecks will stand up and heap inconsequential 'praises' to the so called ''chew and pour'' verbosity that you recited back on the hill..Let me however, make it clear to you that, I saw it, heard you and deduced your diction knowing where you were coming from at that time.That's more than a decade ago..aight ? We are in a new decade.Oh ! And where is that league that you are championing? Are you glorifying yourself here or its a case of blowing your own trumpet ?..
Dude, I'd love to engage you in a one-on-one battle probably at the end of the year to see/hear for myself this fascinated new league you've outdoored..
In the case of the so called hyped 'Protorial', it was a ''Fat Finger Syndrome'' and if you know FSS then I don't need to dilly dally here.
Regarding the latter part of my bollicking to you, I think i hit the nail on the head.I know it will be hard to succumb to such a bashing but then again somebody got to hush you and if you think I'm a pain in your ass then you ain't seen nothing yet.I see you to be in a higgledy-piggledy.I know you are not a stoic so a rebut is welcome.
I think you are livid or perhaps boiling or indefensible about labelling you as an amateur and incompetent in areas/fields that you claim to be your specialisation.
And by the way, I didn't fluff. I passed my ESOL with flying colours. I don't know about you and I'm not interested to know.
I expect a potent rebuttal from you, but if it turn out to be another kindergarten humdrum I'll cut the bull from this whole brouhaha.
Jack, I dey the capital inside.Its boisterous, cacophonous and vivacious.What dey go on for there? the last time we crossed eyes was somewhere in Rugby, Warwickshire.You remember the beef burger we bought which you later remarked that you were 'slow eater' and so forth and so forth ? You digg ?