Traditions

The good times; my siblings love to sight, Is the end of the semester in school! Our leaves, go by fast and swift. Cos, this hatches the egg of our norms-turned-rule! We are eager, going for semester shopping! Most especially, when our outfit are on more comely! We never go for mid-semester shopping. Cos, many other things would have gone by our pocket money! Very memorable is our fresh arrival! Cos, we are always served our native loved meal! A meal processed from yam marshed paste. Which is called "ikokore" in our local tongue. Semester breaks; are periods our poultry roster hates! Cos in every three days ! One of them must be ''late''- killed for the tradition contest.