This is an anecdote that teaches a lesson not to be greedy. Told to me by my grandma at bedtime to make me sleep.
Continue ReadingThis is only an anecdote, told to me by my grandma long time ago.
Continue ReadingBugs are bad, but that chemical stank, whoooeeee.
Continue ReadingHow long can you hold your breath?
Continue ReadingJust a brief anecdote expressing man’s desire to seek his own identity, only to find out that the only one who could truly uncover it is himself.
Continue ReadingA short fable, wherein Frank and Joe seem incapable of changing their ways and end up at odds with a pack of plucky nuns, ending in moral pun.
Continue ReadingYour first car is like your first love – you always remember it fondly no matter how much pain it caused you.
Continue ReadingA little anecdote that makes me smile…
Continue ReadingA short anecdote on being hasty.
Continue ReadingThere is only one room left to check, I told myself. I climbed the stairs to the second floor of the Middle School building at the American School Of Yaoundé.
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