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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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I love that you’ve been reading all of the Caine Prize short stories, I really should read more of them myself as the ones that I have read have been good.

Mallam Sile

I have not yet read this story. A malalm men came running to the scene, followed by many others a minute or so later. There is a fight! With a blinding quickness she seized Samadu by the sleeping wrapper tied around his neck and began to punch him. Newer Post Older Post Home. He drew in a deep breath, and began to pray in his heart.

Samadu knew immediately that if he skle Abeeba in a wrestling match, she would use her bulky mass to force him to the ground. I am 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!

Come and separate the fight, o! She jumped quickly on top of him and began sjle whack him violently. But Sile had quickly cautioned his wife: But Abeeba insisted that she must malllam the tough guy. He was greeted politely by the tough guy, something he had never done before. I hope a lot of people join in. She wore a sleeveless ready-to-fight shirt and a pair of tight-fitting khaki shorts, and for the first time ever left her ubiquitous veil at home. Zongo is traditionally the part of an urban area where people from the predominantly Muslim North migrate to.


He was topless now, and clad only in a pair of corduroy knickers.

Abeeba grabbed the door knob and tried to force it open. No sound was heard anywhere as Abeeba continued her attack on the tough guy. Half of them called out Piri pirin pi, while the other half responded, Wen son! 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. I will do so later in the week.

You rubbish heap of a man! He buried his small body in her massive, protective frame and soon fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

He threw a sixth punch and missed. Share your story with us: But her strength was just too much for Samadu. Ruining my sleep because of some useless 80 cedis? How come people I give credit suddenly pay me on time? The women jumped about frantically, like scared antelopes. And they are often the subject of Ali’s work, which is wonderful.

The women placed their palms on their breasts, shaking their bodies in dread of what was about to happen.


Buried in Print-this is a very good 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 Blogging is about-community building and education Parrish Lantern-thanks as always for the comment and malalm Heidi-I am very glad we are now fellow followers.

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.

Men, come out o!

Mallam Sile by Bernice Burns on Prezi

I want to leave the rest of this story unspoiled as I hope others will have the pleasure of reading this story for the first time. Mallam Sile was still engaged in his morning zhikr, or meditation, when Abeeba returned to the shack, and of course had no inkling of what had taken place.

Prin pirin pi, Wein son! I don’t usually enjoy reading stories online, but I might just get over that He danced his feet, swung his arms, and moved his chest sideways, like true boxers did.

Mallam Sile – Daily Trust

His strategy, therefore, was to throw punches and kicks from a safe distance, thereby avoiding direct contact with her. You’ve said just enough to pique my interest. He would be the loser in the end. Meanwhile Abeeba continued her offensive.