THE LOTTERY OF BIRTH (The science of prediction)

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Original story by Opeyemi Emoruwa

Written by Ayokunle Olagoke

INT. TITILADE’S SITTING ROOM. DAYTIME
Gboyega (35) is sitting on the brown cushion chair, rubs his palm nervously continuously on the handle of the chair, he has a white envelope in his other hand. Titilade (33) walks in on phone.

TITILADE

It’s in one week and the beads are not ready? Listen, by now, I…

Another call comes in, she checks the caller 

TITILADE (CONTD)
Let me answer this call… hello sir, yes sir, we have the tests results now sir, yes sir… we will bring them this evening sir… amen sir…

She bends down to hug Gboyega. He manages to smile

TITILADE
Are you okay? Why did you insist on coming to tell me face to face?

He hands over the white envelope to her. She opens it hurriedly and glances through.

TITILADE (CONTD)
Hmmm! We need to decide on how to inform pastor… I know he might want to… to… but we will tell him we have faith

Gboyega is looking down, he shakes his head in disagreement

GBOYEGA
Hmmm… well… I’m not sure I…

He sighs deeply. Titilade looks confused
GBOYEGA (CONTD)
(stammering), I’ve… em… I’ve seen my neighbor lose two out of three kids to sickle cell…
TITILADE
But that is not our portion Gboye, that is why we are Christians, we will believe God for a miracle

Gboyega appears restless, shakes his head
GBOYEGA
I take responsibility for my fault… I should have done this test way back
TITILADE
Look, that does not matter now, wedding is in a week, we have spent money, told people… I’m thirty-three. The only way for us on this issue is forward. Gboye talk to me!
Gboyega’s eyes are misty. He slides two palms down his face
GBOYEGA
Ah… God, the doctor I met said he will like to meet with both of us
TITILADE
What for? To advise us not to proceed? Look, Gboye you are even pissing me off the way you are handling this
She gets up angrily, walks into her room and slams the door.

INT. DOCTOR’S CONSULTING ROOM. DAYTIME
Dr. Fred (56) sits opposite the couples.
DR FRED
I won’t take much of your time. I know how hard this moment is

Titilade shakes her head in disagreement and cuts in
TITILADE
I believe in miracles, as for me, I serve a living God who can do anything… I am resolute
DR FRED
That’s okay… I will like us to do a simple exercise okay? Have you decided on how many kids you will like to have?
TITILADE
Three, 2 boys, 1 girl
DR FRED
Okay

He brings out a white sheet of paper, writes on it “AS AS” crosses them to produce: AA, AS, AS, SS.

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DR FRED (CONTD)
Now take a look, what this means is, for each pregnancy you have, there is 25% chance of the child being an AA, 50% chance of that same child being an AS and 25% chance of that same child being an SS. So the child can be any of these. Do you understand?

They both nod their heads

DR FRED (CONTD)
So, I will wrap these four likelihoods into individual papers.

He writes AA in a paper, he writes AS in another paper, AS again in another paper and SS in another paper. He wraps and shuffles them.
DR FRED (CONTD)
Now let us assume you are about to have your first child, these paper represent the likely genotypes, pick one.

Gboyeba reaches out, picks one, opens it and finds AS written on it.
DR FRED
Okay. So let’s say that is the first child. Now you are about to have your second child, pick again
GBOYEGA
I think she should pick, she is more saint than I am

Titilade stretches her hand, picks, it’s an SS paper. She sighs as she sees it
DR FRED
Okay. So that is the second child.

Dr. Fred wraps them all again, shuffles and stretches towards Titilade. She pauses for some seconds, stares deeply at the papers. She reaches out and picks; opens it and its SS. She sighs deeply
                                                                                                                                                                  2 MONTHS LATER
INT. TITILADE’S TOILET. DAYTIME
Titilade is pooing, her phone beeps.

ASABI GOWN’S TEXT MESSAGE
We usually don’t accept them back but you have a genuine reason.

THE END

Around four million Nigerians are estimated to suffer from sickle cell disease, while 25 million others carry the genes which they pass to their offspring.

From available statistics, 100,000 infants die from sickle-cell disease in Nigeria annually

Based on World Health Organization [WHO] indices, Nigeria accounts for 75 percent of infant sickle-cell cases in Africa and almost 80 percent of infant deaths from the disease in the continent

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OUR ANIMAL COMMUNITY

Written by: Folayemi Emoruwa

our animal community.

How our kids can save our environment

Narrator: story-story!

Reader: story!

Narrator: Once upon a time!

Reader: time-time

Narrator: There was a kingdom known as the animal community. Three families were first to move into the community. The first set was Mr. Lion, Mrs. Lion and their little baby- Cuby,

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The Lion and his family

the second, grandpa elephant, his 3 children, their spouses along with 7 grandchildren, the third, Mr. and Mrs. Pigeon. The animal community was very beautiful with lush green forests and trees; it had two very big rivers- River Blue and River Clean. They decided to have River Blue as the recreation river where they held picnics around the river shorelines and have fun with their families on Saturdays and Sundays.

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River Blue

Mrs. Pigeon was the English teacher who taught the community children Mondays through Fridays. Mr. Lion was elected as the community leader, grandpa Elephant was his assistant and they both made every decision for the community. The community had a very good organization, the environment was very clean and peaceful, everyone was healthy as all the foods they ate were natural.

One fateful day, Mr. Tortoise walked into the office of Mr. Lion who was not expecting any visitor. He was surprised and curious at what could have brought the Tortoise into the community and immediately they got into the serious business of his visit.

“My family and I will love to relocate to the animal community, we have seen the peace and stability you enjoy and we want our children to grow up in such a community” the Tortoise said. “My first son loves to swim, we all call him water turtle while his three younger ones are into series of sports”, he said proudly. “You must be very proud of them,” replied Mr. Lion so his visitor wouldn’t see him as being unconcerned. The Tortoise also hinted that some other families were interested in relocating to the animal community but feared that the Lion might not approve being the community head. “I was chosen for the task” he simply stated.

All this while, the Lion listened patiently without interrupting him. When he had ended, Mr. Lion asked him to come back for a reply after a month as he needed to consult other community members. After the tortoise left, Mr. Lion gave it some serious thought considering the fact that allowing others to migrate into their community implies more population. “The tortoise said he has four children, a family of 6,” he thought aloud. The increase in waste production would imply an increase in consumption too. The serenity they experience in the animal community would be disturbed either. With a heavy heart, he locked the door to his office and headed home to assist Mrs. Lion in preparing for Cuby’s one-year birthday party. Since the other families were invited, they had decided the party would be an outdoor one as the Elephants’ were too big to come into their living room. All through the preparation, the lion kept asking himself if this was going to be the last beautiful birthday they would have with the families present. The following day was picnic day so he would have to raise the issue and ask everyone to give their opinions.

The following day, at the picnic ground, while the children were swimming, the adults gathered together, the lion narrated the entire incidence while they also kept a keen eye on the children. For a few minutes, no one offered to speak as Mr. Lion had carefully laid the good and bad sides of things to them. Alas, Mr. Pigeon spoke up, “well, for me I think I like the idea of a bigger community, we will be able to have more people we can communicate with,” he stated. Mr. Pigeon also noted that urbanization would be brought into the animal community. Grand pa Elephant spoke up next, “more people will mean our forest trees will soon be gone and used as firewood to cook; smokes will be released from the firewood and the health of our children and even adults especially a 65-year-old man like me is threatened,” he said with great concern. Grand pa Elephant also said that resources such as water will be used up rapidly and they may not have picnic time again as rivers Blue and Clean would be dried up or polluted since an increase in water consumption will arise. He also buttressed the point of Mr. Pigeon that modernization, new houses, new industries will have to be put up to improve the way they live now which is a good thing too. “No one has said anything about sanitation and waste generation,” Mrs. Lion noted and her husband nodded for her to speak.

The Meeting

The Meeting

“More wastes will be generated, how do we take care of that? Because an increase in population equals to increase in consumption and wastes generation,” she said. They discussed for the next hour and a half and eventually came to the conclusion that ten new families should be allowed into the animal community. However, they would need to come up with rules and regulations that everyone must abide by, particularly in the aspect of pollution (air, noise, and water), deforestation and waste management as they wanted their environment to remain beautiful and clean.

Three months after the ten families were allowed into the animal community, things suddenly seemed not to work perfectly anymore. Mr. Tortoise had the habit of increasing the volume of his television and sound systems which was generating noise pollution. His neighbors had made complaints about how they couldn’t take a nap in the afternoon because of the noise from the Tortoise’s house but he refused to change. Waste bins were at so many strategic places in the community yet biscuit wraps, plastics, drinking cans and unused legos and toys were often found on the street. The first families had to cancel their weekend picnics after a long while as the River Blue was now running dry and River Clean was now polluted as the new juice factory releases their wastewater into River Clean.

The tortoise polluting the water

The tortoise polluting the water

ACTION POINT

  • Kindly share this story with a kid you know
  • Make a decision not to drop wastes on the floor anymore
  • Gently correct anyone who pollutes the environment
  • Educate others on importance of keeping the environment healthy

QUESTIONS

  1. Who was the community’s leader?
  2. What birthday year did Cuby celebrate?
  3. Who visited Mr. Lion surprisingly in the office and what was the reason for the visit?
  4. Mention the names of the two rivers in the animal world
  5. Why did the first families cancel their picnic to the river?
  6. Why do we need to keep the animal world clean?

About the author: Folayemi Emoruwa is an environmental scientist who is very passionate about environmental safety. You can contact her on folayemiemoruwa@gmail.com


BOOMERANG

boomerangWritten by Ayokunle Olagoke

INT. OFFICE RECEPTION. EVENING

LARA (35) is seating at the receptionist’s cubicle with a tag on her table that reads “kindly make all your inquiries here”. She is conversing with someone over the phone. Her food pack is on the right side of the table. She has the TV remote control in her hand, a Nigerian movie is being shown on the television. She is chewing a piece of meat in her mouth as she is also engrossed in the conversation.

LARA
I already told her, until she leaves that church I don’t see an end coming to her pro… You married a husband who has no job as if that is not enough you are now attending a church where your pastor who is 68 years old has no child, how do you think he will pray for you to have a child?

She pauses to get a response from the other end of the phone. Femi, a young man walks in, looking exhausted with a small sheet of paper in his hand. He wipes off the sweat from his face with his sleeves. He takes a glance at the sheet of paper then takes a looks at the name of the company boldly written on the insignia hung on the wall, he walks towards Lara, taking a bow with his head as a form of greeting. Lara stares at him from head to toe, his appearance does not look impressive or choice.
She signals to him with her left hand to hold on while she continues with her conversation. Femi attempts to speak but Lara repeats the signal again. Femi waits right there standing in front of Lara’s desk, hoping that Lara’s conversation will end soon. Lara continues to chew on her meat.

LARA (CONTD)
Since we all left school, no progress in her life. There is so much of bad luck following that so-called husband of hers… really? Is that his new lie? He can never get a job. Until I see him working with my two eyes and paying bills at home, I will never believe he… ah you know you believe things so easily.So, have you heard from Leye? Is he still dating that Nike girl?

She makes a long hiss to depict hopelessness on the matter.

LARA (CONTD)
Nike has cast a spell on him, how can a lady tell you her two siblings died of sickle cell and she is AS, and you still want to go ahead and marry her… ehen? Even if he is AA nko? AS and AA, there is still “S” there so they can have SS child o… ehen? So they can’t have SS child that way? Are you sure? Anyway, you work in the hospital… me I sha don’t like Nike, she’s even slim like an ogbanje… her tiny legs like that of Miss Pepeye

She bursts out into laughter,

LARA (CONTD)
Yes now, she wears skinny trouser like a prostitute

She hisses in disgust. At this point, Femi walks to where the seats are to take a seat, he seems  restless as he checks the time on his phone which is bonded with a rubber band. Lara glances at him as he goes to take his seat and quickly takes her eyes off him.

LARA (CONTD)
All I know is whatever we all sow we will… Muyiwa leave me jare, all you men are the same, show me a man who does not cheat and I will show you a first class liar. I lived with Lanre for fourteen years yet he went about chasing after tiny legged girls and me I don’t have patience, before he  could say “Jack” I’ve packed my… So you are saying your wife left just because she doesn’t want to relocate to Nigeria with you? I don’t believe that Femi’s phone rings, he goes out to receive the call.

Lara stretches her neck to peep at him and see what he is up to, pulling the land line closer so she can see him clearly.

LARA (CONTD)
I have a visitor jare, he resembles all this aboki selling suya, he has been so impatient, ah I told him to wait, I will attend to him, nobody can even do any shakara for me in this office. They never pay me my three months salary so I will work at my own pace… my battery is flat, we’ve been talking for more than an hour… She is fine o, she is back from school so I sent her to the market, she should even be back any moment from now. Amen ooo, all of them will give us great delight. Her brother is writing his WAEC next month, I am getting relieved gradually…

Femi walks in and approaches Lara’s desk impatiently, looking worried

FEMI
Madam…

LARA
So we will talk later jare

Turns her revolving chair towards Femi, staring at him rudely

LARA
So how may I help you?

FEMI
My name is Femi, an accident occurred close to Azizat Market some hours ago involving a young girl and a taxi, the taxi did not wait after the collision so I took the girl who was lying there helplessly, to the hospital, there was no way we could recognize her, she
wasn’t speaking. On my way home to go change my shirt because it was stained with blood, I saw this piece of paper in my back seat with this company’s letterhead so I thought someone here might know her

He dips his hand into his pocket to bring out the sheet of paper. Written on it is the list of things to buy from the market. Lara quickly snatches it from his hand trembling as she recognizes her own handwriting on the paper, she is shaking uncontrollably.

LARA
Yeh! Yeh! She’s my daughter

FEMI
We need to hurry now, I just got a call from the hospital that my attention is needed

LARA
Ah! You should have told me… you should have… yeh

THE END

Ogbanje – a child believed to repeatedly die and then return to its mother to be reborn
Miss Pepeye – a character in the Wale Adenuga’s Papa Ajasco comedy who tries to create the impression that she is classic but is truly not. She is simply plastic


I HAD AN ABORTION

A TRUE LIFE STORY BY: AYA KENI

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I actually married as a virgin o, thanks to having a strict mum who would not endorse me having boyfriends until after university, being a born-again Christian, praise and worship leader, hearing the word of God daily aided me (I had my fair share of temptations too, so l am no saint here).

I had two kids less than 1 year and l found out l was pregnant again. Oh my God, my husband, and l were not ready for this. We then came to a decision to terminate it. I secretly wanted my husband to say no but…. I prayed earnestly for a miscarriage but, nothing happened.

I went to the hospital but the doctor touched my tummy and said it was hard, that l was too far gone. ‘Go and do a scan’, he said. I went for the scan hoping the doctor will say he would not carry it out but my scan showed 6 weeks, EDD to be October 2009 and the hardness was as a result of a fibroid. He scheduled the next day which happened to be our wedding anniversary. I was hoping something will happen to prevent the procedure but alas the day came. I went in and l was disgusted at the site of the ‘area’, which was a far-cry from the hospital where l delivered (it was a popular hospital o but with old and archaic equipment). My legs were spread apart and he put the ‘thing’ inside of me and drilling things out. I moaned with pain. My body quivered in unimaginable soreness when the action was taking place. The painful part for me was that my hubby was not there with me. I went in alone. I cried out of the theater, out of the hospital, in the taxi cab, till l got home, cried and cried asking God for forgiveness.

When l got home and the realities set in, ‘what have l done?’ l asked myself. Abortion! Yeepppa… I cried and cried. I do not know of others who have experienced it but l did not heal of it for years. I could not receive God’s forgiveness. I healed physically after two weeks as l was given antibiotics and painkillers but the next months and years were bad as it was full of emotional soreness and guilt. I went back to the hospital to have family planning in place to avoid any more mistakes. The site of the hospital building reminded me of those horrors.

Two years later, the craving for another child won’t leave me. I decided l was ready and l removed family planning but pregnancy won’t come. The next following years were filled with self-guilt. Every menses was a constant reminder of my sin. People’s display of new-born ‘dp’ put a prick in my heart as a sinner. I was jealous of people pregnant and celebration of babies. Although l had two other children but l wanted a child like a woman who never had one. I prayed and prayed, l would not let go.

Finally; l got pregnant. Oh my God! It was like a dream. This pregnancy for me was a sign that God had forgiven me and given me a clean slate. You know what, not only did l fall pregnant again, l found out on our wedding anniversary and guess what EDD was October (again). Do l need any more sign of God faithfulness and forgiveness?

I am not writing this to celebrate abortion. I never in a million year thought l would be part of it, l was disappointed in myself but that experience made me realize that ‘he that thinks he stands take heed lest he fall’.

Abortion shouldn’t be the last option, it is horrible, and it’s like acting in a horror movie. Unfortunately, people don’t talk about it especially in this part of the world. Many times we hear that “Don’t have sex before marriage so that you won’t have to abort and if you get pregnant, birth the child”. But there is another part which is for married women who have unwanted pregnancies, don’t abort!

Get family planning in place before sex resumes after childbirth.

Also stop this rubbish of what people will say, for example, people will say “na every year you dey born ni” (Do you give birth yearly?)? “are you a baby factory?” etc. These people you are mindful of won’t be there where you are reaping the harvest of your guilt but will surely shut up their mouths when you are reaping the harvest of a God-sent child. Also you yourself should stop making fun of people, trust me a silly comment is the last thing a pregnant woman wants to hear. Abortion, D & C is horrible except if your heart is made of stone. Many of us have heard stories of a child that a woman wanted to abort but turned out to be the most celebrated. Some may never have a second chance like me but in all, do know that God is a loving father and not a taskmaster waiting for your mistake. In your mistake, do rise above it and don’t go back to the sin.

Contact Aya Keni on: toesetoese@gmail.com


ARTLESS (Episode 2)

ARTLESS NOW OUT

ARTLESS (Episode 2)

Written by: Ayokunle Olagoke

In an interview on MTV (2001) by Kurt Loder of MTV news with Eminem (15 times Grammy Award winner), also known by his real name as Marshall Mathers, Eminem talked about how he doesn’t want his daughter to listen to his songs anymore, because she is old enough now to understand what her daddy was saying.

According to the Kaiser Family Foundation, the average child listens to more than 2 1/2 hours of music daily

INT. DAY TIME. CLASSROOM

AUDREY (8 years) and ALFRED are each standing in front of their individual birthday cakes. AUDREY is dressed in her pink top and short skirt. A bit of her belly is out with a large part of her back also revealed. Aflred who is also eight is wearing a crazy jean with crocodile hair style. They are surrounded by their classmates.

AUNTY NGOZI

Now the 2 celebrants are going to make their individual wishes, let’s start with you Audrey, come on sweetheart!

AUDREY

(moves closer to the cake so she can blow off all the candles easily)

My wish is to dance and shake my boobs in Davido’s music video one day

There is a mixed reaction in the room, many of the other kids give her a resounding applause while there are mixed feelings among the teachers. Alfred cuts in

ALFRED

But your boobs are flat, I’m sure Davido is not going to want you

AUDREY

Yes he will!

ALFRED

He won’t!

The moment aunty Ngozi spotted the unhealthy argument going on among the minors she quickly cuts in

AUNTY NGOZI

It’s alright guys, now Audrey, can you make another wish?

AUDREY

What’s wrong with the wish I made? Are you also joining Alfred?

At that moment, the closing bell rings, Audrey grabs her school bag and dashes out of the room with tears in her eyes.

AUNTY NGOZI

Audrey! Sweetheart, come here!

Her mother is already waiting for her in the car alongside the driver, she runs towards the parents’ car park and jumps inside the car with aunty Ngozi running to catch up with her

CAR STEREO MUSIC
Oh baby na banga-banga, if you no give
me your body then I go jump for
konga-konga

AUDREY

Mummy, let’s leave

MRS AGANGA

                 What’s going on? We can’t just leave. Dele, turn down the music volume… aunty Ngozi!

AUNTY NGOZI

(just approaching the car, panting heavily)

Good afternoon ma…

INT. CAR. DAYTIME

They are still on their way home. Music playing at the background

CAR STEREO MUSIC

Yepa! Afi ko pa mi o (unless you kill me), what I’m seeing is trouble, because of you I go hustle

MRS AGANGA
What song is this, Dele? Did you just
download it?

DELE

Ah! aunty, this is “On top of me” by Fregene

MRS AGANGA

I like the song o. You will give me on my phone

(She turns to Audrey who seems lost in thought)

Sweetheart, what are you thinking of?

Mrs Aganga’s phone rings

MRS AGANGA

Hello dear… fine o… really? Hold on a second, let me give her the phone… (she puts the phone on hold) Audery, it’s Alfred’s mum, Alfred wants to speak with you

AUDREY

I’m not speaking with him

MRS AGANGA

Come on darling, hear him out

(She reluctantly collects the phone)

AUDREY

Yea?… I’ve heard you… yes I’ve heard you but I still can’t be your girl for now. From what you did I don’t think you can take care of me… alright… what time on Saturday? I will tell my mum

She hangs up the phone

MRS AGANGA

What did he say?

AUDREY

He said he’s sorry. He wants me to come for his birthday party on Saturday but I don’t want to

MRS AGANGA

But why sweetheart?

AUDREY

Because I have flat boobs, I want a bigger one. They are going to call us out to dance and how will I shake my bombom and boobs when they are flat?

MRS AGANGA

Sweetheart, don’t worry about that, I’m sure he won’t mind

AUDREY

He will. He told me he like it when it’s big

MRS AGANGA

Ok, look at Tiwa Salvage, she has a moderate size and she’s doing fine. It’s because you are still a child

Audrey doesn’t look convinced. Her two arms are folded in discontentment

MRS AGANGA

Ok! I will buy you something you will wear that will make it come out

AUDREY

You mean like a cloth? What about after the party, can I still wear it?

MRS AGANGA

Sweetheart you will take it off after the party ok?

AUDREY

                    I want something permanent, (she mutters)

THIRTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER

They are just getting home, Mrs Aganga steps out of the car, heads into the building while Audrey is busy packing their luggage out of the car. Dele confirms that Mrs Aganga has gone farther away then he starts a conversation with Audrey

DELE

Audrey, I can help you get a big boob, you won’t have to wear anything. It’s for big girls and I can teach you how to be a big girl then have boobs

AUDREY

                    Really? Like the one the girls have in Olamide’s video? (beaming with excitement)

DELE

Sure! Even bigger

AUDREY

Wow! When will you help me?

DELE

Firstly, you must never tell anybody about it

   AUDREY

                    Okay (nodding incessantly) I promise. I won’t

DELE

Not even your mummy o

AUDREY

No, I won’t

DELE

Ok! this is what we will do, the party is this Saturday and today is Thursday so we have to be fast

Audrey is nodding in concurrence

DELE (CONT’D)

So instead of taking you to school tomorrow morning, I will take you there.

AUDREY

I don’t get it

DELE

You know we drop your mummy first on our way… so after dropping your mummy, I will take you home

AUDREY

We will come back home?

DELE

Yes… no… the place, I mean the place where we will make you mature then you will have a big bombom after then but like I said, you must never tell anyone, not even your mummy, if you tell anyone what I want to do will not work, you hear?

AUDREY

I already promised and it’s not right to break promises

NEXT MORNING INT. CAR. MORNING

MRS AGANGA

Where is the music you were playing yesterday? Please let’s play it again

Dele inserts the USB cord attached to the stereo into his mobile phone and increases the volume of the car stereo.

CAR STEREO

Your body na too hot, let me be caught putting it on you

AUDREY

Mum, I will be going for Alfred’s birthday (she is beaming with so much excitement)

MRS AGANGA

Wow! That’s my baby, I’m so glad you changed your mind

AUDREY
Something is going to happen today,
something good which will make me
attend the party

MRS AGANGA
Really? Tell me what it is

Dele quickly gave her a critical look from the center mirror,
his heart pants increasingly

AUDREY
It’s a secret for later

MRS AGANGA
You know I can keep a secret so tell me

By now Dele appears restless on his seat, he stylishly turns up
the volume of the stereo

AUDREY
The last time I told you about my secret
swimming class, you said you were not
going to tell dad but you told him

MRS AGANGA

Dele, please turn down the music. That’s
different, your dad has a great phobia
for swimming so I can’t hide something
like that from him, he won’t be happy.

AUDREY
Mom! let’s not talk about this again
please, I will tell you later

MRS AGANGA
Alright! If you insist

Not long, they arrive at Mrs Aganga’s office, she gives Audrey a
tight hug and hurries into the building. Dele heaves a sigh of
relief as she works into the building
DELE
(looking back to have an eye
contact with Audrey)
And why were you running your mouth?

AUDREY
But I kept the promise, I didn’t tell
her the secret

DELE
But you almost did, the more you run
your mouth about our plan the more your
bombom will keep getting flat ok?

AUDREY
Ok… (looking unhappy) I’m sorry

EXT. MORNING. DELE’S APARTMENT

They both arrive at Dele’s apartment, Mama Twins who is his
neighbour in the “face me I face you” building is seen washing
clothes outside, close to the well.

MAMA TWINS
Dele, which one you dey? Who be this?

DELE
My sister’s daughter

She is staring at the prim and proper little girl and wondering
how Dele’s sister could have raised such a chubby daughter

MAMA TWINS
Ehen? No be this girl follow your madam
come last time? (pointing her finger
at Audrey with curiosity)

DELE
Ehen? Wetin be your own Mama Twins? (he
snaps)

Dele pulls Audrey by the hand tin the direction of his room hurriedly, brings out
his bunch of keys from his pocket, opens the door to the one
room apartment hurriedly. He puts on his sound player, presses the play button

STEREO
Uhh… oh baby… roll, roll, roll your
waist
DELE
Ehen! Now, lie on the bed and take off your
clothes.

He starts to take off his own too. Mama Twins walks quietly
towards Dele’s window to peep through. Her eyes rolls to and fro
the room in search of the activities going on till she sights Audrey

AUDREY
Ok uncle Dele

          At this point, Dele’s phone rings, he walks away from the bed towards the table to answer the call

DELE
Yes ma… It’s traffic I will soon be
there

AUDREY
I’ve taken off all my clothes, uncle Dele

MAMA TWINS

 (hitting Dele’s door hard) Dele! Open this door and let the poor girl go o, Dele!

                             MRS AGANGA (ON PHONE)

                    (over hears Audrey’s voice at the background alongside Mama Twins’ loud voice from the window)

                    That’s Audrey. Omodele where are  you?

          Dele quickly cuts the call.

                                                                         DELE

                    Yeh! I’m in trouble! Mama Twins, wetin be your problem?

          Mrs Aganga’s call comes in again but Dele ignores it

                              MAMA TWINS

                    I will shout Ole for your head if you no let that girl go now

                                                                                 DELE

                    Oya! Let’s start going to your school, wear your clothes. (He trembles uncontrollably in a confusedly)

                              AUDREY

                    Uncle Dele are you no more helping me?

                              DELE

                    I say put on your clothes

                                                          THE END

Researchers recently took a look at the trend of increasing use
of sexually explicit lyrics in music. Their findings provide
food for thought for educators whose focus is to promote healthy
sexual development.
The amount of music that 8 to 18-year-olds listen to has
increased by 45 percent in recent years, rising dramatically
with the popularity of MP3 players, such as iPods. Previous
research has indicated that there is a strong link between
exposure to sexual media (on screen and in music) and sexual
activity. Teens tend to overestimate the sexual activity of
their peers and one source of this misperception is the
entertainment media.
The researchers analyzed the lyrics from the top 100 songs
in the Billboard Hot 100 year-end most popular songs every
decade from 1959 to 2009.They found that male and non-White
artists were more likely to write songs with sexual lyrics in
the past two decades and that there were more sexual references
overall in 2009 than in 1959.
The authors point out that degrading and sexualized music
can have a harmful effect on teens. For girls in particular,
this can lead them to judge their personal worth on a sexual
level only, leading to poor body image, depression, eating
disorders, and substance abuse.
Most song lyrics don’t discuss dangers of sexual activity,
such as unplanned pregnancy or sexually transmitted diseases.
Instead, music often glorifies promiscuity and promotes gender
stereotypes. According to a study published by the journal
“Pediatrics” titled “Exposure to Degrading Versus Non degrading
Music Lyrics and Sexual Behavior Among Youth,” adolescents who
listen to degrading sexual lyrics are more likely to engage in
riskier sexualized behavior. Degrading lyrics tend to objectify
both sexes and portray men as sex-driven and women as sexual
objects.

Sources:
Eminem 2000.com
Amy Morin, (2015). Can Music Be a Bad Influence on Kids & Teens?

Springer Science + Business Media Summary (2011). Do sexualized
lyrics in popular music have an impact on the sexual behavior
and attitudes of adolescents?

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ARTLESS

photo credit: Pau Myhill blog

When the innocence of a child is stolen…

Written by Ayokunle Olagoke

INT. MRS TINTO’S BEDROOM.DAYTIME

Mrs. Tinto is sitting in front of the dressing mirror, making herself up for the outing while Tofunmi stands right behind her with her reading glasses on her face alongside its attached black ropes

TOFUNMI

Mummy, our teacher said we should pay 500 Naira towards the inter-house sports competition tomorrow, for Junior and me, it’s 1000 Naira because we are 2

Mrs. Tinto keeps rubbing her powder on her face as if she did not hear her

MRS TINTO

Where is Junior?

TOFUNMI

(Looking unhappy now)

He’s playing ball outside

MRS TINTO

Okay

 TOFUNMI

Mummy, I said our teacher said we should…

MRS TINTO

(cuts in angrily)

Tofunmi I am not deaf, you are just telling me now,

TOFUNMI

I told daddy last week before he traveled and he said he will give me

MRS TINTO

Ehen, am I your daddy?

TOFUNMI

Mummy now

(looking really sad)

our teacher said our parents can call her if they can’t give us the money tomorrow

MRS TINTO

Just leave me alone Tofunmi, em…Uncle Julius I’m going to church for Bible study, please make sure they do their assignments and Tofunmi tell your brother, if Uncle Julius reports any of you to me when I return, I will deal with you.

Tofunmi angrily enters her room and slams the door

                                                                                                                                                                            20 minutes later

Uncle Julius walks to Tofunmi’s room, knocks at the door and there is no response, he opens the door quietly, the poor little girl is lying on her bed with her pillow partly soaked with tears.

UNCLE JULIUS

Are you crying?

TOFUNMI

I don’t want to be the only person who won’t have the money

Uncle Julius brings out 1000 naira note from his pocket with a broad smile. Tofunmi is brightened and overwhelmed, she stretches out her hand to grab it with excitement but he quickly swipes his hand backward.

UNCLE JULIUS

Not like that, before I give you we will play,

(with a suspicious smile)

TOFUNMI

Ok… ok!

(She is booming with excitement and ready to do anything to make that 1000 Naira hers)

What kind of play, is it hide and seek?

UNCLE JULIUS

No, it’s called “ere agba” I will teach you

TOFUNMI

Ok. But will you give me the money after we play?

UNCLE JULIUS

Sure! This is it

(he puts the money under her pillow)

TOFUNMI

Thank you! Thank you!

UNCLE JULIUS

Alright, this is how to do the play, you must never tell anyone, you will take off your clothes now, oya remove it…

(She removes her top hastily)

Wow! You are a big girl, and you are only in primary 3. Okay now your pants, I will also take off mine

(he hurriedly starts to undress himself)

Now lie down, don’t worry it won’t pain you ok? I will be gentle.

As he is about putting her head to the pillow, Junior pushes the door open, sees the two of them in an awkward posture, looking confused. Uncle Julius jumps himself up, grabs his boxers and quickly puts it on

UNCLE JULIUS

Junior shhh (putting his finger to his lips)

JUNIOR

What are you doing? I will tell mummy

UNCLE JULIUS

Junior look, I will give you your inter-house sport money

Junior dashes out of the house

THE END

The highest prevalence rate of child sexual abuse geographically was found in Africa (34.4 %.)

One in 20 children (4.8%) has experienced contact sexual abuse.

Over 90% of children, who experienced sexual abuse, were abused by someone they knew.

More than one in three children (34%) who experienced contact sexual abuse by an adult did not tell anyone else about it.

Four out of five children (82.7%) who experienced contact sexual abuse from a peer did not tell anyone else about it.

The way out: educate your children both male and female, parents should educate their children and not think they are too young. Avoid leaving them with strangers.

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