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Nostalgia: Hills I Call Home
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Sunset in Ovim
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Orie Market Day
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Home: Africa
High above the hills of Africa, the dark clouds of night still stretched over the village and surrounding valley. Humankind and their domesticated animals slept, but the antelope of the forest and the small, fleet-footed gazelle remained wide awake. In a short span, early morning dew falls from ancient hills. Darkness dances with light. Misty…
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Information on COVID-19 in Local Languages
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Homeland
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Another visit to Ovim’s Hills
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Ide Stream
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Umukwu’s Masquerades
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Back Home
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In Ovim 2
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In Ovim
I’m back to Ovim Isuikwuato, my hometown. It has been a long week for me, marking and grading students’ math exam. Coupled with the noisy neighbourhood, the stress nearly overwhelmed me. Thank God it’s Friday. Now far away from work and town’s hustle bustle, I can feel myself heal. The surrounding hills – notably Ugwu…
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Nature: Best Vacation
Nothing heals faster than Nature and this healing feeling is unexplainable. It’s something everyone should experience. Most vacations should include moving away from hustle bustle and noisy streets of familiarity and town. I can’t say what works for everyone but if you need inspiration or thinking space, I recommend travelling to the countryside, where serenity…
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Why you should visit Africa 3
From nature reserves to rivers and lakes, and from stunning valleys to exotic wildlife, Africa has a lot to offer. Welcome to this edition of Why You Should Visit Africa brought to you by Oiroegbu.com. 1. Adventure: If you truly love nature and adventure, then you should visit Africa. There’s so much to do and…
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Sunset in Ovim
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A poem for Ovim, Isuikwuato
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Musing: The Hills top
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Isuikwuato
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The Hamlets’ songs
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Ina murna (I’m excited)
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At the countryside
The scent of travelling delights me To lands I have been or haven’t seen But it is more desiring to go somewhere, Quiet, natural and homely- Nothing compares to this ideology The smell of gasoline and burnt tires Is now my friendly companion For the road has been a customer And places my joyful partner…
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My humble land
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A son of the hamlet
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Africa’s poetale
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Kpe’re in the Harmattan
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Umukwu: In Cold Mornings
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The Stream, Kpere
Then I heard your drift, Flowing through the forest Washing men’s nakedness… When there was love When on the stream side I sit Trying to peer thru the tall shrubs I saw the white clouds Clear as the sweet spring water Leaping in joyful haste, In boundless ecstasy Washing the little rocks Pulling pebbles along…
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Ovim, my homeland
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Africa
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Isuikwuato