Krystal Pen

Fiction, Poetry and everything Literary. Every voice should be heard.

When a mother cried because her daughter did not die.

To be a parent, yes a responsible parent, ┬áis an outstanding fit. But to be a mother is extraordinary. A highly exigent task. All thanks to divine Providence for having the prospicience to give mothers this innate ability. Though few mothers have not truely realized they have an indefatigable capacity to handle their children, even adult children as hard-headed and pragmatic as my dear friend Chimankpam. Now that was on […]

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This is the thing about Nannies

British children call their grandmothers nanny. But of course if you are a Nigerian, your mind might not give that a consideration, seeing the heading. That woman or girl that you or your mother or your aunt brings from the neighbouring country or the village or the neighbouring community, sometimes from the next street, to take care of the children, she is the nanny, the one we should talk about. […]

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“If hunters have learnt to shoot without missing, lets also fly without perching” Lets take the bull by the horn in this ideally perversed generation, so drifted from the norm. When we face the new truth with the ideal truth, surely, there will be a compromise. If the world has so learnt to squeeze and squash the norm, lets also perpetuate in slamming them with the ideal–the ideal home, the […]

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