Ebola Katakata.
The fear of ebola is the beginning of wisdom. Hygiene suddenly became a part of every Nigerian; orderliness was sort after as people did not want body contact of any kind. Salt became expensive, hand sanitizer became scarce, bitter kola was most expensive. From a distance I could hear my phone ring but I was too tired to pick. It was 3:00am, who would call me at this time of the night? The last time I checked my friends and family are doing fine. I struggled to pull my phone from my reading table. It was my “Best Man,” that was what I saved my Dad’s name as. This is so unusual, 20 missed calls from my Mom, Dad and siblings. I was alarmed. Then I checked my messages and I saw over 15 messages on Ebola. There was this particular text that Patience Audu sent to me about Ebola been in the air and as soon as you breath in you contact the virus. While I was trying to digest the content of the text, my Dad’s call came in. Hello Daddy…..”Ozohu, where are you?” Me...