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The Most Unlikely Name

This story is courtesy of a 16 year old girl from Eastern Nigeria.


We are four in my family. I am the only girl and the second child. When we were little, my elder brother gave us all nicknames. I was 'MODO'  (from 'odo' meaning mortar. It was meant to be mother of 'odo' but it was shortened somewhere along the line) 

My younger brother was 'DONDY' (not like the word idiot though, just DONDY. To be honest, I'm not quite sure where it came from). 

The last of us was called 'THE BEAST' because he could eat just about anything, anywhere. 

It was all fun and games until my younger brother wrote and informal letter in school and signed it 'THE BEAST'. 

Our teacher was worried, our parents were horrified, and we were in our eldest brother's room laughing our heads off at the event!

We never had nicknames after that!

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