Mallam Sile can represent the color Dark blue because Sile is very smart and he knows what he wants. Plus he got the strive to be successful. “Mallam Sile” by Mohammed Naseehu Ali was short listed in for the Caine Prize. Of the eleven Caine stories I have read it is clearly in. 13 dez. Exposition Conflict Resolution Mallam Sile is a lonely man, who owns a tea shop on Zongo street in Kumasi, Ghana. Mallam was treated poorly.
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His strategy, therefore, was to throw punches and kicks from a safe distance, thereby avoiding direct contact with her. This story by Mohammed Naseehu Ali from Ghana first appeared in the short story collection, Kallam Prophet of Zongo, and is one of the five entries shortlisted in the Caine Prize for African Writing. Buried in Print-this is a very mallm story-well worth the few minutes it takes to read it-the online reading of short stories opened up a huge reading world for me- Kinna-I am glad I joined your event and thank you for hosting it-to me Ghanaian Literature Week is what Book Mwllam is about-community building and education Parrish Lantern-thanks as always for the comment and visit Heidi-I am very glad we are now fellow followers.
He was topless now, and clad only in a pair of corduroy knickers. But Sile had quickly cautioned his wife: Come and separate the fight, o!
Mallam Sile also thanked Allah for giving his neighbours the will and the courage to finally accept him just as he was created. Last year I read his collection, The Prophet of Zongo Street, and really enjoyed it – I recommend it if you do come across it!
Here is a link to the story. Prior to that, Abeeba had tried amicably to collect the money Samadu owed them, which was 80 cedis. Comments on this thread are that of the maker and they do not necessarily reflect mallam organizations stand or views on issues.
She checked to make sure the amount was up to 80 cedis before she finally released Samadu.
My thanks to Kinna for hosting this event. I love that you’ve been reading all of the Caine Prize short stories, I really siel read more of them myself as the ones that I have read have been good.
He would be the loser in the end. An hour later, when they were preparing to open the teashop for their customers, Abeeba announced that Samadu had paid the money he owed them. But I can tell that it’s funny and well-written. But Abeeba had come prepared: The men attempted to pull Abeeba away from her victim, but that turned malllam to be a difficult task. I hope a lot of people join in.
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So glad you found my blog through the Weekly Blog Hop. I’m looking forward to mallxm a follower of your blog and checking out all your future posts as well! Abeeba grabbed the door knob and tried to force it open.
Zongo is traditionally the part of an urban area where people from the predominantly Muslim North migrate to. And if he has decided not to pay, please let him keep the amount.
He xile greeted mallma by malllam tough guy, something he had never done before. The harder the crowd cheered for Samadu, the fancier his footwork became. No sound was heard anywhere as Abeeba continued her attack on the tough guy.
I have not yet read this story. Men, come out o! The usual tactic boys used when fighting girls was to try and strip them of the wrapper around their waist, knowing that they would be reluctant to keep fighting half-naked. Share your story with us: Meanwhile Abeeba continued her offensive. His right cheek was smeared with dried drool, and whitish mucus gathered at the ends of his eyes. I don’t usually enjoy reading stories online, but I might just get over that A few men came running to the scene, followed by many others a minute or so later.
I agree, I really enjoyed this one as well. Why am I being treated with such respect, even by the worst and most stubborn rascals on the street? And they are often the subject of Ali’s work, which is wonderful. Abeeba retreated and waited for Samadu to emerge from the room. He flashed dile grin in the darkness and moved dile to his slumbering wife.
With all the might he could muster, Samadu threw another fist, but Abeeba had already anticipated it. He buried his small body in her massive, protective frame and soon fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. She gave him a mean, hard look as she walked away. Samadu knew immediately mxllam if he engaged Abeeba in a wrestling match, she would use her bulky mass to force him to the ground.
The Reading Life: “Mallam Sile” by Mohammed Naseehu Ali -Ghanaian Literature Week
Her voice was coarse and full of menace. A few seconds later the door swung open, and Samadu stormed out, his face clearly showing the anger and red malice that was in his heart. There is a fight! Thanks for participating in Ghana Literature Week.
I silw getting fed up with their ways, and the sooner the folks here know that even the toad gets sick of filling his belly with the same dirty pond water everyday, the better! But Abeeba insisted that she must see the tough guy. She jumped quickly on top of him and began to whack him violently.
You’ve said just enough to pique my interest.