DIARY 60# ( My early years )...I am at the tail end of tha diaries, its an obligation...an uneasy one...so many never wanted it done, but its done..ve got calls asking me to withdraw, but hey! I cant..i signed on...and I must do what has to be done...after this, I pull out the next phase, a most uneasy task....ive run away for too long, the more I run, the more my people sink, it affects me psychologically..and so am doing it all..its all or nothing....but in everything, May Jah be praised..am eternally grateful...eternally grateful..i roll out the 60th diary...gracias....the last for the night DIARY 60#As i go deep, I go deep anytime I want to, after the first deep night..i now knew how to control it, you had to be able to control it...as I go deep, I see my early years….life was good, life was beautiful.. She says “ don’t beg anything from your friends, you hear me? She says this while she carefully adjusts your cloth, the collar and every other rough part of the cloth. don’t fight in school, listen in class, you hear me? Yes mummy! At this point she gently puts the money into your pocket….i really didn.t like spending that money it was too beautiful to be spent I use to think, the new 10kobo coin was really beautiful, I just loved holding it and staring at it, it was golden brown …….back to her, now she smiles and waves you bye. Don’t play on the road o! I nod and say “ yes mummy!.......i sure won’t fight in school but as for not playing on the road, hmnn….I jus’t don’t know about that. I mean how on earth was it possible to walk straight to school without doing anything, kai! that’s what I call weird. That was totally impossible except all those stones were off the roads, because I would have to kick stones all the way to school, I pick out a particular stone and see how far I can kick it to school, many of the stones don’t get to make it to school, I mean they’d fall into the gutters, and then at other times we chase the innocent goats and hens that we happen to meet on our way. This we did just to kill time, keep ourselves busy till we got to school….. Her meals I most definitely looked forward to, it was always very very tasty. She welcomes you with a true warm hug. I feel safe with mum around me, so very safe. Then i remember, It was cold, you could hear the rain beating against the roof and the sound of the fan roaring loudly, but waking up to put off the fan was difficult and searching for blanket..no, I don’t want to interrupt the sleep..and suddenly you feel a blanket over you, and then the fan slows and finally stops…I peep to see..i know its definitely mum..just too caring and loving, she goes round to do same to others…thank God I have this beautiful woman…We always looked forward to dad coming back home, he comes back home with popcorns and good things. . “Woman – isn’t this the same soup with yesterday’s , how many times have I told you not to warm soup for my children..ehn, how many times?, what of the money I gave you..what is wrong with you this woman?” Mom believed in managing money, she is a truly wise woman .But to dad nothing should be managed – money would always come..the best and nothing but the best should be given to his kids.. Then, school was also fun. First, a good nursery school, one of the best in my hometown/village. Mum traded oil, so we had to settle down in the village. Somewhere along the line, mum stops her trade and moves down to lagos. The risk of transporting the oil was too much, the accidents and all, dad was scared. so she just had to stop and settle finally in lagos.. She stops and we moved down. I get enrolled in a good private school. Money wasn’t an issue, I was just a happy kid, so very happy. According to them - I always loved mimicking how my teachers behaved, I mimic almost anyone just for pleasure. I talked a lot, sang all my school rhymes, jumped around endlessly..it was fun..our home was the place to be, dad is a very funny dude, very verily so..my elder brother another great funny character, evening was a time to look forward to when they were all around...school was also fun. First a good nursery school, one of the best in my hometown. After which a good private school. Money wasn’t an issue.. ( sighs ) Jah is wonderful…great indeed is his name, awesome are his ways and ive vowed to serve him forever and ever..and ever…he heard my prayer that night.. Have no fear..for he watches.....serve God...serve Jah....its beautiful being in his presence...beautiful...
Posted on: Tue, 25 Mar 2014 21:58:26 +0000
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