Ebere has a theory that a killer is out there that claims his victim every Christmas, and she believes their best friend Janet was one of his victims.
Ebere has a theory that a killer is out there that claims his victim every Christmas, and she believes their best friend Janet was one of his victims.
It was fascinating to observe the misogynistic and ignorant Bambi trying to solve the mystery placed before him, a mystery with glaring answers he doesn't see immediately.
Set in contemporary Lagos, these stories are not interwoven, but they have a central theme. The language is very simple, everyday words and even some slangs were thrown in for good measure.
They had a tradition of earning armchairs in the house. This meant that no wife had a comfortable seat. You were not entitled to one unless you were pregnant, breastfeeding, or watching over toddlers.
Some work regular jobs to get it, while others earn a degree in Menology( the men pay their bills). Set in South Africa, Bontle is on the top of that list of women with degrees in Menology
Though the book is set in Lagos and London, it's a reality most of us can relate to from anywhere in Africa. There is something in there, an experience or anything for everybody.
This book centers around three friends, Simi, Boo, and Ronke, who have had a good relationship going until the arrival of Isobelle (Simi's childhood friend), who capitalizes on each woman's insecurities and secrets...
A collection of short love stories, Love in Colour is what I like to call a genuine reading experience. The book is split into two parts; old and new tales, with the old tales being retellings of age-old myths and romances, and the new ones being Babalola's own creations.
Unfortunately for Kemi, her worst fears were confirmed. She was only a redundant body in a ceremonial role. Jonny poached Kemi for her skin color to represent diversity in a predominantly white company. It wasn't for her brilliance; neither was it for her experience. It was for her skin color.
I haven't lived in London before, but I'm not sure that Africans in London who are almost working-class or working-class by association can afford to eat from the buka every week and also afford takeouts as huge as what Ronke always did.
I would also recommend this for people that love messy characters (believe me, I can't count how many times I wanted to beat up some of them)
Asides from a few attempts by people like Fagunwa, Ben Okri, Amos Tutuola, and a few others, there is a dearth of information on Nigerian indigenous religions and mythologies.
