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The Passport – Friday fiction in five sentences.

 

He was tired and dreaded going home.

Each day was worse than the day before, as her tyranny seemed to graduate a notch per day.

Nothing he did was good enough and she had practically turned him into her slave – working and handing over his earnings to her, cooking, cleaning and serving her hand and foot, yet she whined.

Each time she threatened to call the immigration on him.

Each time he wondered if the price he was paying was worth the passport he hoped to get through this hellish marriage, since their love had flown out of the window.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

P.S: I hope to see you at our online party this weekend. It’s always a good time:-)


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Out of the silent breath

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Echoes Of My Neighbourhood 15….art, literature and airport.

On Thursday’s, I share pictures about ‘Echos of my Neighbourhood.

I would like to invite you to participate. The challenge is quite simple.

Every Thursday, share a photo of bits and pieces of wherever you are at any point in time. It could be houses, backgrounds of your neighbourhood, activities and so forth and you can tag it Echos of my Neighbourhood, add my link to your post so that I will get the ping from your post.

Every other Thursday, I will publish a post with the links of all those who participated the previous week.

This is just a fun way of getting to see more of the World around us through your eyes, since we cannot all be at those places, we can at least see them through you.

My Echoes came out a bit late today. I am bleary eyed and tired, maybe even jet-lagged from sitting at the airport till 3 am this morning, waiting to pick up family.

This week found me going out a bit more due to photo 101 course and I have shared a lot of those ones. These one’s were taken in the last 3 days and last night, or should I say wee hours of this morning.

The art exhibits are beautiful, but a bit pocket denting.

I attended a literature expo and my goodness, it was well put together and very well attended program.

I honestly don’t have the energy to tag all the photos and still do photo 101, so I just shared these bits.

Thank you for tolerating my yawning 😉

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Last Week Echoes gave us some peeks of different neighbourhoods, hop on let’s go see and do show some of yours 🙂

Sampan Ride Hong Kong is calling me like a siren. Beautiful pictures 😉

A bit of Ikotun market Nostalgia. I used to go buying some raw food items once in a while in this place back in Lagos.

So peaceful around the neighbourhood No matter how much you scurry about, nothing takes you off the sidewalk and brings down your stress from 100 to zero notch in seconds, like home.

Some real echoing sounds Kat took echoes to another dimension with her recorded sounds of her environment. I enjoyed the zen over and over, so beautiful and calming to listen to. Now she has sown some seeds in my head.

Nature’s beauty Sweet pictures from Thoughts and Entanglements. Nothing beats nature.

The Norfolk Giants Kim brings whimsical thoughts and paints stories in my mind with these photos of the dying giants. Let’s go meandering.

Funking for Jamaica Let’s go to Jamaica. Well, online at least 🙂

All Nigerian Foods  My dear sis Flo who is joining echoes, is a big Nigerian food blogger *with over 35 million page views* She brings the tastes of home to you, wherever you may be on the globe 🙂

He Would Be Mortified…

In my very young eye’s three of my grandparents were quite elites of their time, but I had a grandfather whose views of women was a bit too caveman and archaic, even I could recognize at quite a young age that he had a bad case of chauvinism.

Even though the short time spent around all of them was spent with their doting eyes and loving expression’s showered on their grandchildren, with some pampering and extra helpings of boiled groundnuts, roasted melon seed and the likes, I knew that the way grandpa treated my grandma was harsh, because his temper was quite short towards her.

If he were to return to pay a visit to my house for dinner, I bet his socks would fall off in shock when he hears me and my husband carrying on a conversation on just about every topic under the Sun.

His expectation would be that I should be sweating over the kitchen stove while the men discussed politics and drank straight scotch.

I am equally sure that he would be mortified at the modern audacity of women. The fact that we can blog and engage in conversations with other menfolk who are neither our Lords nor our Masters. As a matter of fact, he just might advise my husband to keep me in hand since he would consider that I have far too much lee-way.

Certainly, he would probably faint from shock when the conversation turns to politics and he hears that the a woman is daring to vy for the seat of The President of the United States of America.

On the other hand, I think that my grandma would be pleased with the recent advancement’s made to ease housework for women. She would be tickled with the dishwasher, washing machine and the vacuum cleaner. No more bending to sweep with the broom spuriously to ensure that the house is spic and span, no more hand washing heaps of clothes until the skin of your hands almost peel off.

She would be secretly pleased even if she keeps her opinions away from the ears of grumpy grandpa. She would probably want to sneak a mobile phone back with her as she leaves.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

The Daily Post prompt Modern Families.

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?