Story-teller: Umuaka o nwere akuko m ga-akoro unu...
Children: koro anyi k'obi di anyi mma!
S-T: story story!!
C: Stoorrryyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!
S-T: once upon a tiimmeee..............
C: time time!
As the children listen with apt attention, crouching on bare sand ground with folded arms across their small young chests, some with a hand supporting their tilted head by balancing the flat of their palm on their ear or jaw, eyes boring into papa nnukwu (grandpa) upwards.......
papa nnukwu clears his throat, eehehehe..., he relishes the attention, the sole dependence and naked hunger the children unashamedly give to listen to his stories...........
he looks up to the naked full moon glaring down at them, lending its ever bright kindness to folklore, the days of folklore, the strong family units and the people who love and cherish it......then a sigh of relief.............................
In the beautiful town of Abatete, there was a girl called Odu............................ (To be cont.)
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