THIS MORNING

ByMoyo Okediji

This morning, in my African Diaspora Visions class (an art history class that I teach at the University of Texas, Austin), a student from Trinidad and Tobago said, “In a hundred years, everybody in the world will be a Nigerian, or have family ties to Nigerians.”

I asked her why she said that.

She remarked, “Nigerians are all over the world, taking root, inter-marrying with other people, breeding smart kids. And they are breeding like rabbits.”

And I said to myself, “The British created a monster….”

Attached is a work titled NIGERIAN LOVERS, a work I completed in 1979, before many of my Facebook friends were born.

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BEWARE THE IDES OF JUNE, KAKANFO ABIOLA, AND YORUBA LIBERATION

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Unlike the simple way we number our calendar daily, the Romans numbered theirs in groups or blocks of days that are a little more complicated for our simple modern system.

There are three blocks of days in the month in the Roman calendar.

The first block is the Nones, which ends on the 12th or 13th day of most months.

The second block is the Ides, which ends on the 22nd day of most months.

The third block is the Kalends, which ends on the Ist day of most months.

ENGLISHMAN IN BENIN CITY, 1981 (Part twenty-Six)

ENGLISHMAN IN BENIN CITY, 1981 (Part twenty-Six)

ByMoyo Okediji

“I just discovered a river!” Steve announced, breathless, as he ran into the sitting room with enthusiasm. “And it’s just fifteen minutes from here.”

I said, “Mungo Park.”

Rufus, spreading out on the sofa, said, “Where is it?”

“Hidden in plain sight!” Steve said. “I was driving down Ekenwan Street, and there was this dirt road by the side. I decided to explore it.”

“What’s the name of the street?” I asked.

“No signboard,” Steve said.

“There is no Benin street without a signboard,” Rufus said. “Benin people are good with signboards. Even narrow paths have signboards.”

GRATITUDE

GRATITUDE

ByMoyo Okediji

Words cannot express the magnitude of my gratitude to you, my great and wonderful friends, for the beautiful messages of love you sent to me on my birthday.

That day a friend took me to a secret hideout by the Colorado River, and we had so much fun.

I love you all.

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PARABLE OF THE BOASTFUL BIRD

ByMoyo Okediji

PARABLE OF THE BOASTFUL BIRD One upon a time, a colorful bird known as Orofo was sad because she did not have even a single child. All the other birds, including Ega, Alapandede, and Eyele had lots of children. Orofo was worried.Sometimes she would lay many eggs, and none of them would hatch. At other times, as she pushed the eggs out of her womb, they would fall from her nest and break.

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