Novel & Cerita Jamb English Novel 2021

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

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.

~MICHELLE~ My mum announced that we will be getting jamb forms,there's no way I'm going to let that happen,time to enter her bad book. "Mummy,I don't want to write jamb....."I stated with a little bit of fear. "You will write next year then since you aren't ready."She replied. "No,I don't want to write jamb because I don't want to study in Nigeria..." "Then you will go to Ghana." "No,mum,I want to study abroad..."

Jane narrated “What kind of nonsense English are you speaking” Mr. Ogene said, she was silent “And why did your mother not tell me... what kind of nonsense is this” he protested “She said she will come back now now” “And she didn’t keep anything at home” “She gave me 100 naira to buy something” Jane said “And what did you buy” “I want to go and buy biscuit and straw berry juice” she said “What did I tell you about sweet things?” he questioned and she was silent

“Don’t think I’m going to let you off on the essay pertaining to why the Amendments we have were ratified and not the others.” “There was always hope,” called James. “Nice try. Get to work.” He pulled out his tablet from Eliza’s book bag at the floor of their seat and after handing over her own, he began to tap on the screen in order to get to his book he needed to read. “What’re you doing to do first?” Eliza whispered. “The easiest,” James shrugged nonchalantly. “I need to read Ernest Hemingway’s ‘The old man and the sea’ for English.”

she asked the class while adjusting her thick rimmed glasses. "Ma" Feyi one of the few classmates I could say was nice started "It's just that we've been doing the topic for a long time now. All the way from JSS till now. Why are we always learning this particular topic every year" you could hear the frustration in her voice and I really couldn't blame her. You see, in Nigeria this was very common with English teachers, they always taught us the same thing over and over again, and they always gave us unnecessarily long notes that we wouldn't even use during exams, it was quite frustrating. The most common things that were always taught were Letters, essay's, parts of speech, figures of speec

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Emmy replied. " Really? " Jemmy asked excitedly. " Of course. But not the story is still ongoing. " " So where can I find it? " " Just search for the title of the book on your search engine and the name of the author then you'll find it. " " Oh wow! " " So what's the title of the book? " " Depressed ( love yourself ) " " Author? " " Queenebunoluwa15. " " Age? "