West African Folk Stories Novels & Stories

let's meet father to tell us a story before going to our beds," she pleaded, she knew that it will take almost all of them to persuade their father who was already ladened with a large bowl of Amala(cultural food) to tell them a story, the girls approached their father and pleaded that he tells them a story, their father was in a good mood, he agreed to their offer, looking around he said, "then get something to sit on, I shall be telling you girls a short story." Hearing this, Bimbo's face lit up as she plastered a smile on her face, her father had agreed to tell them a story, she quickly

"In 1956, the union of the West Xevia and East Xevia regions resulted in the people of Xevia having ethnic diversity. The two regions which have opposite characters are now known as the Xelovia country which means peace!" "Don't any of the stories start with the forest? Like the three little pigs and the wolf?" "Huh? So you're saying you want to be heard a fairy tale?" "Yup," "Damn! Why are you such a brat, Drex?" "Can you tell a story or not?" "A bedtime story, how if you fall asleep here?" "I'll sleep on the couch, I promise I won't come in your room!" he insisted. "Okay, do you like wolf stories? I'll give you the story of Little Red Riding Hood,"

Uche lifted his brow and was watching the King as though he had developed a tail. “The evil forest where unwanted babies are disposed of and left to die.” It was Gorcha, King Nnaji’s war strategist that spoke. “Living in the north, we believe that the people of Ame have a forest where they dispose of abominable babies. And rumors have it that the spirit of the west resides there.” “Oh,” Uche chuckled, “You mean the forest of Iyi? No spirits are residing there. It is just a place where rubbish is being disposed of.”

' Somto chuckled and picked up the baby, going to seat on a long chair. 'Speaking of stories,' he said. 'Do you guys wanna hear a traditional folklore instead?' 'Yes, please!' said the children, excited to hear an Igbo folklore for the first time. They quickly went to find places to seat. Somto adjusted Baby Kanayo on his laps with a smile and cleared his throat. 'Once upon a time . . .' *(Also 'Oyinbo') A Caucasian; a white person.