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  The Forest Dames

  DEAR FRIENDS,
  MAY INSANITY NEVER BE YOUR PORTION! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! COMPLIMENTS OF THE SEASON!
  
  
  An obviously insane young man positioned himself at one corner dancing very joyously, oblivious of the hundreds of eyes watching him, and those who were entertained by his dexterously apt dance steps. The man felt as free as the air and danced as if he was created for that purpose only. When he got tired, he went to the area where the food for the funeral was being prepared and began to lurk around.
  ...
  “Evagri, what do you want?” One of the cooks asked. Evagri pointed at the pot of food.
  “Have you finished dancing?”
  He nodded.
  “I did not see you dance. Will you dance for me later?”
  He pointed at the pot of food again.
  
  The woman sensing that the man was hungry, quickly gave him some food. Evegri kept his plate of food on the ground and went to the area where the drinks were stored. All he did was to stretch out his hand and the person in charge gave him a bottle of soft drink. Evagri returned to the spot where he had left his plate of food and sat on the ground, pulling his food and drink closer to him in between his legs. He had applied his teeth to the cork and got it off the top of the soft dink bottle. After eating and drinking, he lay down on the ground just beside the empty plate and bottle. He had consumed a large quantity of food. Without worries or anxieties, Evagri, in a matter of minutes, slept off right there. No one disturbed him. They were all used to him and his ways.
  
  
  Culled from "The Forest Dames" true Life Biafran experience. The book is available at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja; Quintessence, Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo road Ikoyi, Lagos and Debonair bookstores, Herbert Macaulay Way, Sabo Yaba, Lagos. Also at Booksellers shops (opposite Biobak), Garki 2, Abuja; and Pen and pages, Wuse 2 Abuja. Also at amazon.com/theforestdames, Barnes and Noble, AuthorHouse and other online marketers.

It pained us. She was one of the forest dames.

 

This is a true story. I know the girl in question. She is still alive and can be reached. Read and join the "No more war" campaign.

 

The Forest Dames

 

“Okay. Sofuruchi came home sometime ago and narrated her experience with the Benedanja soldier who took her to his homeland. Sure you heard that after all the hiding she was eventually captured towards the end of the war.”
 

“Oh yes, we heard it. It really pained me but it only ended up as one of those pains? At least the man didn’t just dump her when leaving. He took her to his hometown.”
 

"E-e-wo o, the soldier, Sunday, had taken Sofuru to his hometown in Benedanja, as his wife, at the end of the war but she was rejected on the grounds that she was not only a non-indigene, but also an Edanja. Her abductor had to pick another woman from among his people. Sofuru was already pregnant but that did not matter to her ‘husband’s’ people, who considered it great kindness to allow her to stay on, as the man’s other wife. Sofuru remained there and had since had children for the man.”


Culled from "The Forest Dames" true Life Biafran experience. The book is available at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja; Quintessence, Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo road Ikoyi, Lagos and Debonair bookstores, Herbert Macaulay Way, Sabo Yaba, Lagos. Also at Booksellers shops (opposite Biobak), Garki 2, Abuja; and Pen and pages, Wuse 2 Abuja. Also at amazon.com/theforestdames, Barnes and Noble, AuthorHouse and other online marketers.

FEMALE NIGERIA-BIAFRA WAR SURVIVOR LAMENTS

AdaOkere Agbasimalo-  Authur of The Forest Dames

“The Forest Dames”, published in 2012, is a true life account of what happened during the Nigeria-Biafra war of 1967-1970. While war raged at the battle ground, a lot transpired at the home front. I was a teenage girl then and found myself in the middle of the hell that Biafra, our Eldorado, was turned into. I experienced the elasticity of human suffering which brought me to the conclusion that from whichever way you look at it, war portends evil and its other name is suffering.

Always think ahead of your attackers

 Read a true life account of a survivor. Always think ahead of your attackers

 

All those efforts and devices did not stop the move to Okolochi, after mortar bombs had dropped ceaselessly on the people and their surroundings. Deze remembered how pandemonium had reigned, how people wailed, and how only a few people remembered to take cover due to heavy bombardment. The memory of Okolochi remained vivid, mainly because of Madam Rosa’s predicament. It did not happen in Okolochi alone.

            “Knock, knock” Ukoha tapped gently on his mother’s door.

            “Who’s that?” His mother whispered, trembling.

            “Ukoha, Ukoha, your son.”

            “Hey my God,” his mother trembled with fear. “Ukoha, where are you co…

            “Shh, mama, open the door but please bring me a wrappa, I am naked.”

“Ewei, Ukohaa, hmm,” she muttered, pulling out a wrappa from a pack.

Ukoha had just escaped from terror. He had, when pushed, leaped across his own grave and fled. They had stripped him naked before the exercise but he disappeared into the bush and found his way home after midnight. Ukoha lived to tell his own story.

"The Forest Dames" true Life Biafran experience. The book is available at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja; Quintessence, Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo road Ikoyi, Lagos and Debonair bookstores, Herbert Macaulay Way, Sabo Yaba, Lagos. Also at Booksellers shops (opposite Biobak), Garki 2, Abuja; and Pen and pages, Wuse 2 Abuja. Also at amazon.com/theforestdames, Barnes and Noble, AuthorHouse and other online marketers.

Biafra was Eldorado

Yes Biafra was Eldorado turned hell

And I am a Biafran war survivor, motivated to open a Survivors' blog to also motivate others and help stop further wars. 

Biafra was Eldorado, turned into hell. As a teenage girl, I lived in that hell and as an adult I documented my experience in a book - "The Forest Dames." You'll see people suffering and smiling in the book.

Under Siege! – a poem on Biafra.

Under Siege! – a poem on Biafra.

They wanted me, I did not want them.

They pursued me, I out ran them

One of them aimed to shoot at the fleeing girl

Some fleeting object blocked his view

I meandered the nooks  and they got confused

They were strangers and wouldn’t dare, even with their guns.   Disillusioned they grabbed an older woman

Entreaties. Entreaties. Entreaties!

All fell on deaf ears.

BIAFRA WAS ELDORADO!!!

BIAFRA WAS ELDORADO!!!

Yes Biafra was Eldorado turned hell

And I am a Biafran war survivor, motivated to open a Survivors' blog to also motivate others and help stop further wars. 

Biafra was Eldorado

                                                     

Biafra was Eldorado

Author is a Biafran war survivor who has been motivated to open a survivors' blog to motivate others and help stop further wars. Biafra was Eldorado turned into hell. As a teenage girl, I lived in that hell and as an adult I documented my experience in a book - "The Forest Dames." You'll see people suffering and smiling in the book. Soldiers from both sides committed atrocities.  See how the book starts.

Prologue

LAMENTATION!!

They stripped us and savoured our nakedness

Went in and out of our women

Like needlework

They defecated in the backyard on our sacred places

Urinated over our kitchen furnace

Like inebriated bulldogs

There are no more secrets

There is no more privacy

Virgin places are denuded

The glory is gone

For they had the gun

We had only our pride

To ride

JUBILATION!!

Yesterday I could not touch them

Today they have become my play thing.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

AFFIRMATION!!

Not for much longer… Not anymore!!!

 Join me and motivate others.Send your comments please.

 A true life experience of the Biafran war comes to your door step - "The Forest Dames"

 

A Nigeria-Biafran civil war survivor lives to tell her story of the elasticity of human suffering. She survived it all and prayed God to keep her alive to record what she went through. God answered her prayer and she wrote 'The Forest Dames', a book about four girls hidden away in a "safe haven" - the evil forest, where they were hearing the roars of wild animals but fortunately did not see any. This was because the soldiers wanted the girls by all means but two mothers vowed that their daughters would never belong to the soldiers. But did they? Find out. "The Forest Dames" now selling at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja. Quintessence Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo Road Ikoyi, Lagos. Debonair Bookstores, Sabo Yaba Lagos. Also on Amazon.com/theforestdames       

A boat capsized and the young boatman rescued a 16 year old girl. He took her to his home where everybody sympathised with the girl who was still dazed. A little of the hot pepper soup served her did not offer much help but she slept as if sedated. In the dead silence of the night, the boatman took advantage of his home front and the girl's helplessness and went into the girl in her deep slumber. She only muttered a slight sound. In the morning, she noticed there was a mixture of pap-like substance and blood between the her thighs. The long and short of the whole story is that the attack resulted in pregnancy and the delivery of twin boys. That did not deter the girl. She had several challenges which she surmounted and got to the pick of her career; and became the toast of all. How did she manage? She is a survivor and you can learn from

Documentary on The Nigeria-Biafra Civil War(The Forest Dames)

The forest dames is an epic african novel written by a prolific Nigerian author- AdaOkere Agbasimalo. It's a true life story narrated by a teenage girl now turned elderly. She talks about the elasticity of human suffering and why it must not happen again."The Forest Dames" now selling at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja. Quintessence Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo Road Ikoyi, Lagos. Debonair Bookstores, Sabo Yaba Lagos. Also on Amazon.com/theforestdames

True Story. What a man can do, a woman can do better.

True Story.
What a man can do, a woman can do better. Talk about lack of integrity. A female bank cashier, after paying a customer a huge sum of money must have gone into the toilet to make a phone call.
"I just paid a man so much money. Go after him and get me my 30% after the operation. He is just leaving the banking hall and he is spotting a red shirt on a blue pair of jeans."
Of course the man was stopped and dispossessed of the money. Smart man and lucky not to have been killed, thought to himself - "No one else knew that I was going to the bank, the cashier must know something about this robbery." So he went back to the bank and boldly challenged the female cashier.   
"The money you paid me has just been snatched"
"How is that my business?"
"No one else knew that I collected money"
"What are you insinuating?"
"Do you know anything about it?"
"About what?"
"About the robbery, of course"
"Please if you don't mind I have other customers to attend to"
"I am not leaving until you tell me what you know about it?"
Voices were raised and other bankers attention was attracted. The bank manager heard the embarrassing noise and came out. He invited both of them to his office and questioned them. Hear the cashier: 
"I have never been this embarrassed before. I paid him almost an hour ago and he came back to say his money was snatched. How on earth can I know what happened to his money?"
The bank manager asked the man how he thinks he can come in and ask his staff member such questions"
"It is because no one else knows about the money."
"But any body can be robbed any time..." Before the manager could complete his statement, the female cashier's phone rang but she refused to take the call. It rang again.
"Answer that call immediately." The manager commanded and added, 'let it be on speakers".  The lady panicked. A male voice came on - "Babe, the deal was successful. Come to the usual spot for your share. More gist later." The girl peed on her skirt and and it appeared, on her face also. No amount of begging could save her. What a man can do, a woman can do better. Similarly, what punishment a man can take for such a crime, a criminal woman can take even more. This is not survival. It is debasement. Comments invited.   

Did you read the last post? Wasn't Deze a fool? All she needed to do was go with the man and end the war hunger and hardship experienced at that time. Why did she choose to run away? Is it an integrity thing? Is integrity part of survival? What do you all think? Comments welcome.

Look beyond your attacker, always.

SURVIVAL REQUIRES SHARP THINKING EVEN AT GUN POINT

 Deze was in her early teens. Her mother’s worry over the unwholesome manner in which the invaders took the girls, even under-aged ones, against their will, had reached its peak. She therefore re-tutored Deze on the need to remain indoors until dusk. Deze had complied until one warm day when she felt bored and tired of remaining in a dark warm room. She desired to take some fresh air. Right from inside the room, she had been listening to a discussion going on outside and was enjoying every bit of it.  She now wanted to be part of the discussion and enjoy it to the utmost. So she came close to the door. She peeped left and peeped right. No sign of danger. She stepped out and joined in the conversation. For a moment everybody forgot that Deze was not doing the right thing as she freely chatted in the open. Suddenly from nowhere, a black and sturdy soldier with ugly tribal marks walked to the spot without being noticed. Fear gripped everybody as he yelled at Deze.

“Hey! You! Ajuku tamato, follow me quick.” That was how the vandals referred to the girls who were pretty, fair and ripe as tomatoes. This soldier stank heavily of sweat, alcohol and tobacco, not ordinary cigarette but something that smelt like burnt dry grass. It must have been God Himself that gave Deze the strength, courage and wisdom to do what she did on the spot.

YOUNG SURVIVORS!

Kamsi Okere

A new survivor is in the making. She is Kamsiriochukwu Okere. Kamsi is under ten. She lost her dad in the ill-fated Dana airline, in a twinkle of an eye. She was so full of hope as she read one of the bible passages during the funeral ceremony of her late dad. Although her dear dad is no more, Kamsi is being groomed to carry on with life without daddy. The challenges may be enormous but Kamsi and her little sister Chidumam will definitely rise to the mountain top and become great survivors.

Our prayer is for our tomorrow to be better than our today. May God provide for all children who have lost a parent or both. May they learn to be survivors!

Do you know other young survivors? Those in the same predicament? Send your comments.

A true life experience of the Biafran war comes to your door step - "The Forest Dames"

A Nigeria-Biafran civil war survivor lives to tell her story of the elasticity of human suffering. She survived it all and prayed God to keep her alive to record what she went through. God answered her prayer and she wrote 'The Forest Dames', a book about four girls hidden away in a "safe haven" - the evil forest, where they were hearing the roars of wild animals but fortunately did not see any. This was because the soldiers wanted the girls by all means but two mothers vowed that their daughters would never belong to the soldiers. But did they? Find out. "The Forest Dames" now selling at Silverbird Galleria bookshop, Abuja. Quintessence Falomo Shopping Complex, Awolowo Road Ikoyi, Lagos. Debonair   Bookstores, Sabo Yaba Lagos. Also on Amazon.com/theforestdames  


  Documentary on The Nigeria-Biafra Civil War(The Forest Dames)

The forest dames is an epic african novel written by a prolific Nigerian author- AdaOkere Agbasimalo. It's a true life story narrated by a teenage girl now turned elderly. She talks about the elasticity of human suffering and why it must not happen again.