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welldone bro, very intresting

thanks @all. I needed a break from my other stories and decided to showcase this one. The original story is from an old English gentleman. I hope you enjoyed it.

Royver: thanks @all. I needed a break from my other stories and decided to showcase this one. The original story is from an old English gentleman. I hope you enjoyed it.

Yes we did!!! Oya come and end the world abeg lol

How silent do u think ur silence was

Joyicy: following silently.....

Ermmm Roy? give us chukwudi part3 abeg

:-D love this story

Unibenstudent: How silent do u think ur silence was

hmm, silently silent

U r not silent one bit,, but how silently noisy would u be?

Joyicy: hmm, silently silent

Unibenstudent: U r not silent one bit,, but how silently noisy would u be?

Unibenstudent: U r not silent one bit,, but how silently noisy would u be?

write2obi: Ermmm Roy? give us chukwudi part3 abeg

Hmmmn.

Royver:
Hmmmn.

Roy you know na as E dey hot

Hmmmmmm.......... Jst like dat? A scary bt interesting story. Kudos!!!.

Touching!

nice story....

Royver: thanks @all. I needed a break from my other stories and decided to showcase this one. The original story is from an old English gentleman. I hope you enjoyed it.

how does one get this Old English Gentleman book? I love the story very much

Royver, do u knw this story is been posted on a page on fb. Anyways. I actually thought it was adapted 4rm a novel but when i saw the author as royver. I justp ed there is 1 royver on nl and he is a literaturelander. I just decided and behold. I saw the story. U gats talent bro

aboyaji:
how does one get this Old English Gentleman book? I love the story very much

i don't know if its still in bookstores, but browse 'the voice on the radio'
compliments of the season by the way.

haymoney01:
Royver, do u knw this story is been posted on a page on fb. Anyways. I actually thought it was adapted 4rm a novel but when i saw the author as royver. I justp ed there is 1 royver on nl and he is a literaturelander. I just decided and behold. I saw the story. U gats talent bro

thanks man. this story is actually an adaptation from an old novel i read a long time ago. i'm glad you liked it.

Lovd it. Awesom piece...
Welcm @all 2 2015...

Mre Oxygen 2 ur Medulla...

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Royver:
thanks @all. I needed a break from my other stories and decided to showcase this one. The original story is from an old English gentleman. I hope you enjoyed it.

The Day The Earth Stood Still-John Wyndham?

As beautiful as only Royver can be

oh my frigging goodness!!!! this story hadd me beaming all through. beautiful is an understatement. Please which book was dat?

Chai! What a story.
I'm simply short of words.

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Royver:
At exactly 9.38pm on the first Monday in August the strange, majestic voice was first heard over the air. Just why that day and hour were chosen nobody can say. As was expected, the immediate reaction was disbelief. People simply could not believe their own ears.

Chinedu Ofili of Onitsha, Anambra State, was sitting in his parlour playing with his son Mathew’s playstation and listening to the latest music release from Cool Fm on the radio. Suddenly the music faded out and the voice, deep, gentle, benevolent but firm, said:

This is God. I’m sorry I must interrupt you. A plan of Creation ought by rights to go forward under its own rules, but you, dear children of the Sun’s third planet, are so near to destroying yourselves that I must step in. I shall spend this week with you.


Chinedu stood for a moment, his mouth hanging open in shock.


“This yeye boy wants to do me April fool in August!” He thought,


He marched angrily to his son’s room. Matthew was sitting at his table, agonizing over algebra assignments.


“What did you do to the radio?” demanded his father.


“Me? Nothing o! Is it spoilt?”


Chinedu was deeply puzzled. He went out to see his neighbor Mr. Eze and knocked on the door. Mr Eze opened.


“Sorry bros,” Chinedu said, “Were you listening to Cool FM just now?”


“No,” Mr Eze replied. “I was watching DBS.”


“Then you wouldn’t have heard it then.” Chinedu muttered and turned to leave.

“Wait o, did you hear the voice too?” asked Mr Eze in astonishment. “My screen went blank and a voice just started talking about staying with us for a week! Ha, the thing fear me oh, my brother!”

Onitsha was not the only town that felt wonderment. By morning the news reports from all over Nigeria, then Africa, Europe, Asia, South America and Australia were in, and it was public knowledge that the broadcast had been worldwide and multilingual. Yorubas heard it in Yoruba, Japan in Japanese and South African tribesmen in Shi Ronga dialect. It had been heard in every radio, television, personal computer, laptop and phone.


“What do you think of it?” One man would ask another. Never were the humble words “I don’t know” spoken more often than that first Tuesday in August. A Guardian newspaper editorial writer risked a guess: probably a practical joker in the cable headquarters had hooked all the trans-continental circuits and satellites together for a few seconds.


The Sun went down. By eight the ammeters in the power stations were ing increased loads as listeners switched on. Television screens became mini-oracles for families to gather round and people who didn’t have power or generators willingly paid huge sums to have their phones fully charged and functional. Nor were they disappointed. Exactly at 9.38pm, the serene, friendly voice spoke again:

to be continued...

Boss man.
I'll like to share your story to FB group.
Your reply sir.

BrainEya:


Boss man.
I'll like to share your story to FB group.
Your reply sir.

Pls go ahead but credit the original writer.

Hello Sir Royver..
I'll be traveling for Nysc next week. I've read this your story since last year while under treatment from a fractured leg in an accident and i can't find a better time than now to share this story with my kids in church as I'll be missing them soon.

Permission to share with my kids in church? It's a very inspiring story. That will be my sermon for my last Sunday with them before traveling.


To be discreet.
I'm an Anglican Children Ministry teacher.



If you find this message later than 13th of March,2022, kindly know I've shared your story with them.

PraisesPblaze:
Hello Sir Royver..
I'll be traveling for Nysc next week. I've read this your story since last year while under treatment from a fractured leg in an accident and i can't find a better time than now to share this story with my kids in church as I'll be missing them soon.

Permission to share with my kids in church? It's a very inspiring story. That will be my sermon for my last Sunday with them before traveling.


To be discreet.
I'm an Anglican Children Ministry teacher.



If you find this message later than 13th of March,2022, kindly know I've shared your story with them.

Lol, go ahead and share

Royver

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