Publication Year: 2011
Published by: African Books Collective
Thieves love the night because it protects them. What protects the night when it decides to steal? What gives it permission to act with such impunity? How could it steal so easily and pass so undetected? How could it mock them so? Why had it...
Like a flame fighting against the wind, Fatti had fought against death and triumphed. Her flame was now burning brightly. She had become the star of the village. Everyone wanted to talk to her. Everyone wanted to hear her story. Everyone...
Nchumuluh was a small village. Mumba was an even smaller quarter in the village, a quiet place where people worried mostly about the welfare of their families and community. It was a place where the people all spoke one language and...
February sailed along gracefully with life for the Fopous being as normal as it could be. Day after day, the boys ran after knowledge or cattle, while the women bent over farms, deracinate shrubs and stumps, gathering and burning, and...
Temkeu shoved the blanket from his body, jumped out of bed and fastened his loincloth. Yawning and stretching, inching and groping, he unlatched the door and flung it open. Outside, he traced the familiar path to the back of his hut...
Following a plebiscite on the 1st of October 1961, British Southern Cameroons had opted for independence by joining the Republic of Cameroon. Hence, British Southern Cameroons was known as West Cameroon and the Republic...
Temkeu had lived through many mornings but this one was proving to be different in every way. Before leaving his house, he described his second wife’s breakfast as chicken feed offered to dogs and referred to Fatti as his thirteenth...
Three weeks after Makam’s death and one week before Easter, Fatti was on her way to the farm when she ran into Fr. Maxworth Cain. ‘Fatti, come my daughter,’ he called out...
Angu had barely started getting used to having a young, firm body in his bed when Fatti fell seriously ill. Considered a portent for a new bride to fall so ill so soon, she was returned to her parents just two weeks after she had bid...
The news that Angu had thrown his manhood met Mefo as she returned from the farm that evening. She threw aside the bag of cocoyams she had been carrying on her head and carried her head instead. When her head became too heavy...
"So many people talk of reunions, but so few narrow their talk down to family reunions. It is often class, village or professional reunion. People look for the least reason to unite; yet the standard human unit is often the last on their...
To a person born into shoes, they will be a number of leather straps attached to a flat rubber sole; yet to Fatti they were the best thing she had ever held – the way she pampered and revered them said as much. In fact, she had not taken her...
Fatti Ashi yawned and stretched. Her eyes still closed, she lifted her hand to her face and clawed her jaw. One second, she was still as though back to sleep; the next, she was wriggling her...
"Our reading this morning is taken from Exodus 32:7-8. In this passage, we read about how God spoke to Moses, telling him to go down for the people, the Israelites, whom He had rescued from slavery in Egypt had...
At fifteen, Peace Niba was what every rational parent in Yaoundé could hope for in a teenage daughter. While her parents’ friends called her an example, her schoolmates called her the superlative student....
Fatti and Peace sat on the dining table, each engrossed in the fantasy world of the book in front of her. Feet balanced on a footstool, Polyandrew Niba was lounging on the sofa, listening to the eight o’clock radio news. Angela Niba, who...
Another man. Another man had been imposed on her. The shame of a second failed marriage at her tender age would be too much. But was she ready for another experiment after the last one with Angu? Did she have what it took to make a...
It was December 1967. Development in Nchumuluh had come on the back of a camel – slow and obsolete by Western standards. Yet the villagers had readily espoused each new project, which to them had been and continued to be as...
Blessing followed Joseph from a winding stony track to a dusty footpath. They crossed over green puddles and stepped on animal waste as they delved deeper and deeper into the slumps of Yaoundé. They passed by men disgorging foamy...
Her husband was off to work, the house as clean as she could make it, the furniture dusted and the food prepared. Blessing Tepo stepped out into the Tuesday morning sunshine. Her house stood in the middle of the compound...
It was the beginning of another academic year. Blessing’s most treasured possession was her Primary School Leaving Certificate. Mozart had arrived from the village and was now part of the Tepo household. That was not the composition of Joseph’s ideal...
By 1980, when Joseph was leaving to assume service in Douala where he had been posted as a police inspector, the household had received three additional members. A baby girl Angelina had been born the previous year and two of...
Blessing had more reason to ask similar questions some months later, when Joseph came home from the North where he had spent the majority of the last two years to collect his belongings, all his...
The first rains roused dormant dust particles, filling the air with the scent of dust. The second rains soaked into the earth. The third rains transformed the earth into the red mud characteristic of Yaoundé, which lumped beneath shoe soles...
Sister Blessing Someone shook the unconscious figure arched on the pew, neck tilted at an uncomfortable angle...
What should I do, Wini? Go to the North and kneel in front of Joseph or get the ball rolling on the divorce procedure? Look at me! I am still to hit forty, and though I supposedly bare the name of a man who is...
The balcony had two tables. On one sat a young couple. When the man was not drumming his hand on the table, his plate empty, he was throwing secret smiles at the waitresses in short black skirts. The waitresses, torsos covered in white...
Page Count: 318
Publication Year: 2011
OCLC Number: 763159294
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