Naomy's memoir

  Through all my growing years in the very interesting city of Lagos, I have never appreciated a swimming pool as I now do in Sokoto. Well before I started serving in Sokoto as a corp member, pool was just normal, but now I tell you, the swimming pool is like heaven on earth.  The weather here in Sokoto is not just hot, it is extremely hot. My friend would say its just 10 minutes drive to hell. But then I'm not writing to discuss how unpleasant Sokoto weather is rather Its to appreciate who ever invented a pool.     The real story behind the picture is that I can't swim, but I can enter the shallow part of the water and hide from the angry glare of the sun. Yes o whether you can swim or not, in Sokoto caliphate when you see a pool, jump in the angels of the Lord are in the water to save you from drowning.  Another story behind the picture is that Sokoto is not as boring and dry as you think. Its a peaceful state, really more peaceful than you ...

 (A sonnet to all adolescents out there, who think they can' t make it through growing years.) Growing up could sometimes be very hard. You are neither an adult, nor a child. You are neither on both sides of the card. You try to express yourself, you act mild. "I am an adult now", you often say. When responsibilities come, you run. Mother's love, you would understand someday. But now, you feel she wants to make you nun. You seem embarrassed by father's questions. "I am all grown up now", you scream. Father replies, "listen to my instructions". Then your eyes gives up the tears like the streams. "Give me my childhood years back" you then cry. Don't worry dear, give growing up a try.