Showing posts with label Koko. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Koko. Show all posts

Monday, 8 August 2016

Chronicles of Koko 5

We all went for a party which was crazy fun. We got home around 1.am and having danced a lot and had so much to drink, we all went straight to bed.

Monday, 1 August 2016

Chronicles of Koko 4




“Where’s Hamza”


Hamza used to live two streets away from my house. His best friend, Kola happened to be my flatmate. We lived in a four bedroom flat; three rooms were occupied by ladies and only one with guys. Hamza was always at our house so we were all used to him. I was watching a movie in my room one day when my flat mate, Cynthia came in looking worried. I sat up and waited for her to say something.

Monday, 25 July 2016

Chronicles of Koko 3



“Koko, Fetch!”


Koko gradually became a menace to us all. She was still mean little Koko after all. She barked at our visitors and paraded the hallway like she paid our rent. Koko had hierarchy of respect; top of the ladder was of course her father, Hamza. Then Hamza’s best friend Kola and their other close friends. The rest of us in the house followed far behind. Koko had been taught to “fetch!” The things she really loved to fetch were plastic bottles, Hamza’s palm slippers’ and persons. Koko also had a strong grip, such that whatever she got between her teeth would be extremely hard to get back. Her grip was so strong that you could grab whatever she had in her teeth, lift her up with it, and she would still not let go. We all imagined her holding on to one’s flesh like that; it was something we all didn’t want to test.

Monday, 30 May 2016

Chronicles of Koko 2



“Better Pikin.”


Jessica was frying fish in the kitchen one day when Koko came to sit in the kitchen. Jessica took a head of fish and gave it to her.
“Here Koko. Oya eat and don’t bite me.”
Koko trotted off with the fish. Few minutes later, Hamza came in to the kitchen with Koko in tow.
“Jessica, did you give Koko fish?”

Sunday, 1 May 2016

Chronicles of Koko





HI KENDRA
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First day we met Koko, she was with her adopted sister Kendra. Both were young and that was all they had in common. Koko had a dark brownish colour, was cute and had a mean attitude. She was very unfriendly and we all did not like her.