Tell them why you're a little happier.

...Omonoba...
Our People Say:
Eng: It is only when you kill a mad man that you will find out that he has relatives. - Igbo Proverb.
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I read the book: I do not Come to You by Chance written by Adaobi Nwaubani. I liked it a lot. I'm not very great at doing reviews so this would be quite brief. Her sentences are crisp and clear and she sometimes uses repitition and common language to drive home her point. I like her writing style more than any other aspect of this book. Also, she tells a story of '419' (scam(s)) and the daily conflicts between becoming a 'big-boy' and providing for family from the '419' business in everyday Nigeria. I recommend this book to anyone who's looking for a next book authored by a Nigerian. I have a slight fetish for long and complex native names and two characters (even though, minor) in this book had interesting Igbo names (Chikaodinaka and Odinkemelu).  The book was generally well sentenced and the grammar was clean except for one sentence that peeved me:

'...none of his posters were...' 

This grammatical error is so common and even the editor probably missed it. But oh well!

On a similar note, My friend, Osondu Awaraka reviews books very well. Both of us are in a book-reading pact for this new semester because we were slacking slightly. As I go, I'll update my list of read books and keep you in the loop. Visit his blog and let him know what you think about it. I am currently reading Chinua Achebe's Anthills of the Savannah. I know I'm late but better late than never. As usual, I'd let you know what I think when I'm done.

Yesterday, I had these delicious Nigerian Village-tasting pineapples for breakfast:

{Pineapples from Sprouts Farmer's Market.}

Eat more fruits and read more books. Then tell others why you're a little happier...