Limo's Narratives.

I dropped out of college four times in vain. You got me right. The same institution, the same course. I said goodbye four times before the final goodbye. I believe giving up is not an option until the only option that gives you hope is giving up. I gave up fighting only to realise I conquered the battles I was to conquer. Today I will give you the circumstances that forced me to give up and call it a quit. Before I narrate the first attempt, kindly, note that all I ever desired to be, is a teacher or a priest.  I was lucky to land in a teacher training institute to train as a teacher. And it is in this very course and institution that I opted out this number of times. This is how the first attempt happened. It was the second term of my first year in college. For those who don’t understand the academic year of a teacher training institute, it is exactly like that of secondary and primary schools. Three terms in a year. The first term of fourteen weeks, the second term of...

A story is told of a worker in a meat distribution company who escaped death narrowly. The woman who used to inspect the meat in the factory’s industrial freezer, was on her final shift round at the sub-zero temperature room when catastrophe struck. As she entered the frigid zone, the door which is usually closed from outside, accidentally closed, leaving her locked inside in a room filled with frozen meat products and there was no one who witnessed the development. The woman screamed crying for help in vain. She pounded on the walls of the metal door but the sounds were not heard by the workers as they were heading to their homes for the night and the soundproof room made it even worse. After hours of struggling, the exhaustion and the cold took toll of her. She finally resigned and wait for her inevitable sad ending. Surprisingly, the freezers vault door opened suddenly. Who was there? One of the night guards. Later, when she had gained a bit of composure, the woman as...