ASSOCIATION OF NIGERIAN STUDENT AUTHORS (ANSA)
2022/23 ANSA WORLD CUP
GROUP STAGE MATCH
B2 vs B4 (Image)
For the image attached, produce a piece of literature (poetry, prose, play, etc) using the theme(s) that can be identified. You have 10 minutes to write at least 100 words.
Your time starts now. Submit on or before 20:44 (GMT+1).
All the best!
ANSA… for the love of writing
THE BRIDGED OBSTACLE
David knew he had to do something and he had to be quick! He had just gotten off a phonecall from his old friend, Sharon and according to her, she was traveling overseas the next day.
David had been crushing on Sharon for many years, but he was just quite shy to ask her out or express his feelings. Sharon had been a good friend to him right from high school days and their friendship seem pure.
David called Sharon again and requested to see her at a nearby eatery in few hours time. He half expected her to agree, but she did! He was overjoyed!
David got a pack of roses and got some friends to light up the occasion with balloons and photographs. David had already prepared a note and memorised it.
At the agreed time, Sharon strolled it, looking elegant as usual and David finally declared his love for her. In the end, they became a 'power couple'. Victory at last!
Who would have thought that the library would birth forth my love?
I hated books.
I hated reading.
I hated anything that would have me sitting in place motionless.
Hence, I hated the library.
So when Emily asked me to accompany her to the library to get a novel that was recommended by her literature teacher.
I scoffed. “I get panic attacks when I go there.”
But she was not having it today, she insisted; and with a bribe of assisting me with our Maths assignment, I found myself down the hallway, right inside the library.
I waited.
Expecting the panic attacks.
Expecting the congestion that came in a room confined with books.
Expecting that pungent smell that would be found in the pages of all books.
But I was met with something different.
With a beaming smile, just like the sun’s.
Only that this one did not belong to the sun,
But to an handsome masculine face.
“First time at the library? Cause you look lost.” The owner of that smile said. I was speechless, too captivated to speak.
I nodded. That was all the cue he needed to hold my hands and take me around.
Its been two months since I met Josh.
I still don’t like the library
And I still don’t like books.
But I would not choose to be anyway but here,
As long as I get to see him
And watch our hands intertwined,
Placed perfectly on the library shelve
With his favorite book in hand.
Who would have thought, that my love would come from the library?