For Our Fathers (Finale) : My Real Daddy

Good evening! This is the final post in this series and if I can say so myself, it has been a wonderful one. I want to thank everyone that featured : Bablo @ToluBablo Ojuolape @JuolaO Aunty Bimpe @lolamodder Ronke @O_tega Tokunbo @0Toxic ‘Dania @Ms_Dania GT @blessedmouth Jibola @JXBZVS Tiwatayo @its_LASH Damilola @omotookelonge And to the…

For Our Fathers : My Daddy Said

                                      By @omotookelonge ‘Dami Dami, it’s very simple, two times two is four, when you put two in two places, you get four… it’s not I want to baff, it’s I want to take my bath… What is the plural of goose and what is the past participle of give?’ I’ll always get a rewarding,…

For Our Fathers : Aren’t Dads Supposed To Be Busy?

                                 By @its_LASH Hi People! Happy Fathers’ Day to all our wonderful dads out there. Thank you for being awesome. I’m so sorry guys for not posting yesterday. I was really busy with a special owambe. Here’s today’s first post. ***** Some people will never cease to amaze me. You know, yesterday was my roommate’s…

For Our Fathers : You’re Not My Father

                                       By @JXBZVS Our people say that when the child of the deaf man buys his father a radio, he is fixing to hear the story of how he was born. The first time I heard this proverb, I had skipped afternoon lessons and had gone to play football with Kayode and Moyosore — the…

For Our Fathers : Chasing His Dream

                                  By @blessedmouth   I knew a man once, a father of 4 kids. I still know him, because I talk to him often. He was a man that  amazed me in many ways. Yet in one spectacular way, because of his background, he was a wonder. He was a man who loved books, cherished…

For Our Fathers :The Knowing

                                         By @Ms_Dania I think he knows that I know. I’m standing on the threshold of these oak doors that lead to my new life, the hair dresser, make up artist, and other fussers having finally deemed me fit to embark on the journey. I turn my head slightly to the left and my eyes…

For Our Fathers : Decoy

Hi people! It’s Rolayo here. There will be no post till evening today. 😦 I’m sorry. But don’t worry, I won’t leave you guys hanging. Why don’t you head over to The Naked Convos? They are presently hosting a series I wrote and you can catch today’s episode here. I am sure you won’t be…

For Our Fathers : The Way Here

                                By @0Toxic I watch Ayomide sleep and can’t but wonder “How close am I to the real thing?” Does the child see me and think “Farce”? Am I good enough? The road to get here was murky, thorny and stony all at once. Before I found myself here, it was easy to look…

For Our Fathers: Papa Laughed

                                      By @O_tega Papa never laughed. Even Sisi could not remember if Papa ever laughed. But Madam Hatchet, the old lady that has the salon where Papa takes me to get my hair cut said Papa used to laugh once; a long time ago, but he stopped laughing again because there were not so much…

For Our Fathers : The Man I Called “Dad”

I decided not to write an intro for each piece as I normally do, but this one is special, (all the posts are special but stay with me). It was written by my aunt in honor of her father, my grandfather. He was a great man. One of the reasons I am who I am…

For Our Fathers : Dear Daddykins

By ‘Lape Daddykins, Things have been fine. Passed my first MB. Your last baby got into college. Your second baby is getting married. Your first baby had a baby. A baby boy. Oh, boy. It’s been a roller coaster. Funny.. I remember warm mornings. Of Milo and milk and music. Notes from your piano floating…

For Our Fathers : IN RUFE MIKI ASIRI

                                    By @ToluBablo   My dear wife, I can understand if you would not want to see or hear from me. You are justified. I know it is difficult to understand why I left home without informing you or anybody else, so I would not ask you to attempt the inevitable. I write to…