Jamb 2021 Novel To Read Novels & Stories

he put the textbook down and picked up the JAMB past question booklet then skimmed through the pages Some students groaned and muttered ‘why can't he just leave since he is done for the day’ some couldn't wait to solve some past questions, me being one of them. “So, you guys will be solving the theory question on page 3. You will start from Number 1 to 6… no do it till 4. He closed the booklet and placed it on the table in front of him “make sure to show your working properly and make them visible for the eyes to read, no shortcuts, I want the full working.” he checked his watch.

He instructed the class. How many times has someone mentioned the word 'different' since I got here? At the fundraising event, I heard that word about ten times from the people my aunt introduced me to. How am I different? I wanted to tell out. He walked over to the table in front of the class and passed me a book. I realized it was a novel; Purple hibiscus by Chimamanda Adichie. "That's the book we're currently studying, you can take it with you to your seat. Also, you can take the seat beside Webster" He dismissed me and I was bothered about how I'm supposed to know who Webster was.

She wasn’t going to give in to the sadness again. Back in class, she reviewed her options about her oncoming examinations, trying not to think about the fact that Bolaji and Rebecca would be coming into the now-empty classroom within minutes. She could forget about her WAEC exams in April, and think of the one that was sure to come March. Perhaps she would start reading for that instead. Everyone knew that JAMB and WAEC bodies had entirely different ways of setting their questions, and sometimes different textbooks had to be used to read for the two exams. She resolved to start her reading that day.

"That is good then. Just make dinner for me and run my bath, I am retiring early to bed today." "Okay ma" After eating and having my bath, I am on my bed reading a Americanah, an African themed novel by an African author, called Chimamanda Adichie, suddenly I remember what Nelly said to me at the restaurant but I just bluff it. My phone rings, I check the caller ID, it shows Alyssa with a heart emoji after the name. "Why is this smallie calling me?" I pick up the phone call. "Woman, what do you want?" I playfully ask her.

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I murmur then read the rest "annd Prr-edjustice? Nope. Again." "Prre-dyu-dis? Prejudice?!"I exclaim quietly. Pride and prejudice! I can feel that I read it right. I walk to where Gabriel's book was lying cover up. It was too long but I can spell it. T-H-E M-A-K-I-N-G O-F T-H-E A-T-O-M-I-C B-O-M-B I am pretty sure I recognize the word bomb but I might be wrong. Why would Gabriel read those kinds of book?

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He clicked on his most recent Word document, updated the day before, and scrolled to the top page before motioning for Emmie to come closer. She did, inching toward him and making sure the flowy summer dress she was wearing didn’t roll up too much. As her eyes focused on the screen, Ramsay carefully lay there, waiting for her reaction. They widened the moment she saw a catchy title with the words ‘a novel by R. Jones’. “No way,” Emmie exhaled, scrolling to the foreword and reading the few words that started it, already knowing this book was something most people would need a dictionary for (if their parents didn’t work as journalists). “You write!”

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

This is London and one must master the art of doing things at a tender age. It was few minutes past 5:pm. Tami and Kiki had gone out to play after eating the rice I made with yesterday's leftover sauce. I sat on the bench outside reading 'The Trial of Dedan Kimathi' my mother earlier bought for me. The more I read about Dedan's trial as portrayed by Wathiango in the novel, the more motivated I get towards the demolition issue. "This is the book of the moment. " I muttered to myself. I stopped reading for a while. I brought out my piggy bank and smiled at it's visible content from the tiny hole. I was glad I had been saving enough. The income I have been generating from my cookies sales was c