It was a sunny weekend at my father`s farm in Olori. It was in 2005 with my brother. We were working at the yam land. Suddenly, we saw a lying Isan snake. Our knowledge of farming informed us of distinctions among snakes. We knew it`s only Isan snake that sleeps anyhow. At the time, we were still under 20. We don’t have the temerity to kill the snake. We left and sought the assistance of our farm neighbor who killed “Ejo Isan”. This peculiar attribute account for why Yoruba called…
The Jungle and the Roaring, Silent Lion By Ibraheem Alli
