By Anuoluwapo Okediji
One day, there was a village called Emowe. Everyone was happy.
It was time for the evening dance until someone gasped, “The talking drum!”
Eweka, Ngozi, Amya, and Alisha heard this and decided to help.
Eweka who is the boldest decided that they should go to the tallest tree in the jungle.
The Journey to the Festival of Masks
By Daniel Ojelabi
In a village nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, a young man named Dayo was filled with excitement and anticipation. Every year, his village celebrated the Festival of Masks, a vibrant and colourful event that drew people from far and wide. This year, Dayo had been chosen to represent his village, a great honour and responsibility.
By Tirenioluwa Owoduni
Days passed, and the special talking drum was nowhere to be found. People began to suspect it had been stolen.
One day, the king made an announcement:
“Whoever finds the great talking drum will receive free food for a week!” he exclaimed.
Everyone in the village was poor, so the promise of food sent the entire town into a frenzy. Among the crowd, a brave group of kids: Ojo, Amara, and Deji decided to search for it.
By Maro Ikede
The highway hummed with life—vendors hawking roasted plantains, trucks groaning under the weight of yams, and buses packed with pilgrims heading to the Festival of Masks in Kélé. Inside one such bus, fourteen-year-old Ade clutched his mother’s notebook, its pages filled with her sharp, dangerous words. She was a journalist who spoke truth to power, and now, as the ruling party’s grip tightened, their journey to the festival felt heavier than just a celebration.
Where’s the Great Talking Drum?
By Nathan Eze
The sun was setting, and the colourful lantern lit up the village square.
Everyone was excited for the evening dance until someone gasped.
“What?” guys, Where’s the Great Talking Drum?”
This drum was special, It could shout out messages to the forest, wake up the fireflies, and even made the old trees sway in a lovely dance.
The Firewood That Wouldn’t Burn
By Ziv Remi
John, Dave and Grandpa were camping in the middle of a dark forest on a cold and windy night. They had taken a stroll in the morning and had come back to this weather. They were all very, very cold and they needed some warmth. So Grandpa decided to go and fetch some firewood to start a fire. But what they didn’t know was that they had stepped inside a magical forest and a great surprise was awaiting them….
By Adesola Idowu
The sun was setting, and colourful lanterns lit up the village square.
Everyone was excited for the evening dance until someone gasped, “Where’s the Great Talking Drum?”
This drum was special. It could shout out messages to the forest, wake up the fireflies, and even make the old trees sway in a lovely dance!
When the drum went missing everyone began to panic. “What will we do without the drum?” shouted one person. “The celebration is now going to be ruined!” shrieked a lady.
By Joanne Ijeoma Ulonnam
In the quiet village of Nando, Anambra State, there stood a strange, ancient, baobab tree. Its
trunk was thick and twisted, its roots curled up to the ground like the fingers of an old hand. The
elders say it was planted by a spirit long before the first shrine was made.