Summer is in her last days of high school things are getting harder and triky for her both in school,home and the society it self. let's take a journey into her life by reading.

Alright.....Enjoy Nigeria's funniest jokes. All on me. I take credit for NOTHING......... нιɢнɛƨт яαиκιиɢ #70 ιи нʋмσʋя ᴡɪɴɴᴇʀ ɴɪɢᴇʀɪᴀɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛʏs ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀʏ

Alright.....Enjoy Nigeria's funniest jokes. All on me. I take credit for NOTHING......... AGAIN!!!

Hope is recruited as a house girl for the Kalus, a wealthy family residing in the big city. While awaiting a chance to further her education, she is exposed to the intricacies of wealthy family life while at the same time developing her identity and surviving on the dream of making something of herself one day

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This is just a whole book filled with events, jokes and incidents that every Nigerian person and African person will understand. Note: I do not own any of the Jokes or pictures. I have simply compiled them. Thanks

"Following these traditional good girl ways, I learnt to cook, clean and sweep at the age of 8. Today I am 16 year old and all I do is cook, clean and sweep, preparing myself for the days when I turn 21 and cook, clean and sweep for eternity while my husband-the doctor/lawyer/engineer/rich man/ Igbo to the core-goes about his daily business making money to provide for me and my 4 children who will be First In All Their Classes." Ifeoma Asika is an 18-year-old girl from Lagos, born into Nigerian Elite. She is First In All Her Classes (as she was born to parents who were First In All Her Classes), beautiful and talented. She speaks fluent Igbo and drives around in tinted Range Rovers, unaware of the evils that lurk. Cynical and world-weary, she dreams of a life untouched by Nigerian values and Marriage. She lives a repeated life of school, housework and church desperate for a chance to do something different. Then comes Bankole. He's unlike anyone she has ever met. He is the tall muscular son of her father's new employee. With his close-shaven head, rapid-fire Yoruba, his free spirit, he is a light at the end of the tunnel. When-in a series of unfortunate events-she finds herself pregnant, disowned, expelled and in debt to the local dibia, she seeks the help of Bankole in which they find the one thing they have both been looking for. #weneeddiversebooks

She's lying peacefully on my chest, holding on to my new leather jacket while I walk us up the campus steps and into the staff closet. Relax, I only have the keys because I'm friends with one of the department cleaners. I'm not much of a socialite so I spend my lunch breaks in here rather then the canteen like regular students. I lay her down on the only cushioned sofa that could fit into this tiny room. With my parents being social workers, home is far too crowded with people in need of help that I prefer sleeping in this place sometimes. There aren't any windows so she should feel safe. I close us in and wait until she gains conscious. Her eyes blink as I look into them, she mumbles a few words and after what seems like years, she speaks "where am I? What is this?" I say nothing but stare, I can't help it. She seems to recall what took place a few minutes ago when she decides to speak, "thank you and I'm sorry for taking your money". #Mustread #SA #Africanwriters Author: Asanda Khathi Happy reading!???

These are the tales of a Nigerian girl living in England . . . If you are from Nigeria, or from another country in Africa, and you live in a different country i.e. (in Europe or The Americas) then please take a seat. Maybe grab some popcorn and a drink because you're about to enter a relatable zone. I'm certain you will relate to 99% of what you're about to read.