Prisca (SVC) Chigozirim
Elevating content and storytelling to promote arts and culture has been my vision as a writer. With this, I write to inform creatives to not just "hang in there and survive", but to "Thrive" in their various fields.
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ART OF STORYTELLING: NGOZI’S PURPLE HIBISCUS PROMOTING ARTS AND CULTURE.
Because Storytelling is essential to so many art forms, it has different meanings to people. Anyways, regardless of any consideration of opinion about storytelling, it is an ancient art and valuable form of human expression. Not moving away from the purpose of this article: Promoting Arts and Culture, let's see how Ngozi changed the perspective of storytelling. NGOZI AND HER PURPLE HIBISCUS Ngozi Chimamanda Adichie is a Nigerian novelist, a short story writer, and a public speaker. She ...
"God when? Am I a spoon?"
Tuesday Trending Post Celebrity wedding! Celebrity wedding! If you have been online twice this year, you will know that we have had an uncountable wedding that happened this year, especially online. Yes, I bet half of us here didn't witness it, our social media only showed us the video they released. But, look, that's not the point; the point is that most Africans celebrate weddings and not marriages. Some are just in love with the bride's dresses, her hair, the bridal train's outfits, an...
Very Gentle
Creativity is gentle, we are coarse. we pull out every thing that makes it a gentle being, for us to thrive.
𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 Julian was never good at pestering other people's affairs and secrets, but on this day, she was moved to search through James' laptop. Consequently, she has always seen her fiance, James, chatting with his numerous friends and relatives, but she was not too bothered about it. First, she went through his contacts lists and his social chats, and finally she landed on his mail inbox. One after the other, she ransacked his ma...
"Letter to my younger self" I headed for the door immediately I arrived at her house, and when I entered the sitting room, no one was around. "She must be upstairs," I said, and walked towards her room. "Who is here?, Charity, please open the door" "Who are you and how did you get in here?" Charity, a little girl about six years old, asked, as she opened the door for me. "You will find out later, dear. For now, I have only a little time to deliver my message to you." I said to...
𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘼 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙁𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉, 𝙄𝙏'𝙎 𝘼 𝙃𝙊𝘽𝘽𝙔 2 Justin was crying out very loud when he was going down the stairs, that he didn't notice his younger sister, Joel, who was coming. Both of them collided with each other and their father's laptop fell off Joel's hands. "Oh no! Justin, are you blind? See what you have done. You broke daddy's computer", Joel flared up immediately towards Justin. "What! Is th...
"Justin?" "Yes dad, good morning sir." "Good morning young man. How was your night dear?", Justin's dad asked. "Hopefully, it was fine. My brain decided to do me good by allowing me to enjoy my sleep without so many nightmares," Justin replied. "You see, you didn't watch lots of movies yesternight. That's the reason you didn't have nightmares as usual. By the way, that is not the reason I came here." "I hope there's nothing wrong, dad? Is everything okay?" Justin inquired. "You are in SS 3 ...
A lecturer came into his class, handed a plain white paper to each of his students. At the center of the paper was a tiny, round but black dot looking directly at everyone. "What did you observe in the paper you are holding?" The lecturer asked his students. Obviously, all of them replied, "sir, there's a little black dot at the center of the paper." The lecturer shook his head, picked up the paper and said, "you see, this is what happens to us every day. We failed to notice the larger white...
As Christmas is fast approaching, 50% of what we consume will contribute a lot to our happiness. Make your holiday cheer. Business women, men, children, ladies, cheer up a bit and enjoy this Christmas. It only comes once in a year, don't let it slip without sucking from it. Nevertheless, remember to eat healthily. #FridayFoodie #ChrismasCheer
most times, ships don't sink because of the water around them; they sink because of the water that gets into them. Some of us give up because, we allowed the turbulence (negative talks and views of people) to get inside our ship (us). Moreover, you can't calm the storm, calm yourself. People will try to bring you down but it's left for you to stop the water from getting inside you. Don't allow the water to get into your ship, so that you won't sink. Your mental health matters. Your mind, y...
#NircleStories THINK BIG There are two different kinds of people we meet every day. If only you will listen, you will know these people and how to associate/avoid them. …. One day, little Eric was going down the street. He was on his way to his grandma's house when he saw a gigantic house, magnificently built and decorated with goals. In amazement, he screamed, "oh God! I am going to build this type of house when I grow into a man. This is beautiful! Immediately, he received a...
OUR CULTURAL HERITAGE Fantasizing about my village every day has become my daily task after daddy told us stories about it, especially about the local drum. I am so sure his father must have told him the story; the same way he is portraying it to us. When I received the news that we are traveling to the village, I was so elated. I couldn't wait, so I prayed for days to run so fast. Finally, we arrived at my hometown, Akokwa. It's a small town with six villages. It's located in the norther...
NO ONE WILL HELP YOU! When I arrived, I found her playing, alone, in the gardens. Mummy must be inside reading her piles of magazines; that's her favorite thing. I decided to approach her. "Hey little girl, what are you doing?" I asked "Can't you see for yourself? I am playing games" she answered. "Oh really, playing? Wow. Can I have some moments of your time? I want to show you something?" "Who are you? My mummy said I shouldn't follow strangers. I am not going anywhere with you" she ref...
Her heart was pierced with a mighty arrow when she learnt that Mabel was flirting with her fiancee. She trusted the both, but they betrayed her. Shania had been trying, since she left the lecture room to control the streaming tears but it kept coming. It pained her so much because Mabel was her best friend, her supposed 'chief brides maid' and she loved Dave, her fiancee so much. "Why would Mabel do this to me, why? If it were another lady, I can gladly know how to bear this but it chose to ...
