… The usual works you know these things. We’ll dangle this babe before the Chief fora price. He will employ her and we can make use of her to get what we want. She will run the errands while we pick the bucks’.

Questions 3 – 5 are based on Frank Ogodo Ogbechei’s Harvest of Corruption

‘Good day (He says without looking up.) See me there by 4 p.m. Okay? Bye!’

Questions 6 – 10 are based on Williams Shakespeare’s Othello


‘ill-starred wench, pale as thy smock, When we shall meet at compt.’

‘soft you; a word or two before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know’t No more of that, I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate

‘0 heaven; How got she out? 

Question 11 – 13 are based on Ammadarko’s Faceless

‘She was both a child and an adult and could act like both

QQuestion 14 – 16 are based on Bayo Adebowale’s Lonely Days.

Questions 17 – 20 are based on Richard Wright’s Native Son

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‘Suppose Mary had not burned? Suppose she was still there, expose

‘The panic Of growing older Spreads fluttering wings from year to year’

But such a tide moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.’

‘So strength first made a way; 

`If we cry roughly of our torments; Ever increasing from the start of things, What eyes will watch our large mouths; Shaped by the laughter of big children What eyes will watch our large mouths?’

‘Dinner tonight conies with; 

‘You see that Benz at the rich’s end? Ha! That motoka is motoka, lt belongs to the Minister for fairness. Who yesterday was loaded with a doctorate. At Makerere with whisky and I don’t know what Plus I hear the literate thighs of an undergraduate Theo Luzuka: The Motoka

Questions 43 to 50 are based on Literary Appreciation.

‘And my children left their peaceful nakedness for the uniform of iron and blood.’ David Diop: Loser of Everything.

‘Now we have come to you, And are amazed to find Those you have loved and respected Mock you to your face.’ Kwesi Braw: 

The times has come when I can fool myself no more I am no man sadiku. My manhood ended near a week ago.

‘In those days When civilization kicked us in the face When holy water slapped our cringing brows. The vultures built in the shadow of their talons.’ David Diop: The Vulture

The leaves are withered Roses fold and shrink Dog the panting athlete shows his tongue dwarled A shadow flees Nude under and crack.’ Nuts wrinkle and crack.’ W. Kamera: Poems in Four Parts

When I remember by gone days I think how evening follows morning So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love not yet born.

‘Behold her, single in the field You solitary Highland lass!