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| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 4:05pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE I began to seek a way of getting through to father’s room to get his bible. Even if I took it away from there, he wouldn’t notice it. I just had to make sure that he didn’t spot me entering there, else I would be in ‘pepper soup’. I had to look left, right and left at several occasion, but each time I was about taking the step, either Bode or Toyosi would be coming close. Since the day I stepped into the parlour to confront Toyosi, she hadn’t beaten me. I wondered why. Maybe she was scared of my look that day, I thought. Perhaps she was up to something again. However, my bedroom was not changed—the kitchen. It was December already. A new year would soon be here. How I wished the new year could bring something really new. I just wished to be out of the house. Toyosi had warned me earlier that any day I stepped out of the house, then I should count myself dead. I wasn’t even allowed to play within the compound. One day, daddy sat on the sofa in the parlour. Initially, he was watching a movie. But sleep came and robbed him of his consciousness. The door to his room wasn’t shut, so I knew it was the best time to get in there. I was fortunate because Toyosi had taken Bode out for shopping for the approaching Christmas. I plodded into his room and went straight for the bible. I got it and began to make my way out of his room. Hurriedly, I set the bedside table well as it was, else, my father would know I came in if he met his room in disarray. I didn’t hesitate to begin perusing the holy book. Since I didn’t know much scripture in my head, I began to open at random. The passage that caught my attention was where Jesus Christ was on the cross, about to die. I read with interest. I didn’t know when tears began to run down my cheeks. Initially, I thought I was the one who had the greatest suffering in the world, but when I read it, my fear was allayed. If the son of God could suffer to death in such manner, how much more me, a human? I picked up the confidence that no matter what comes my way, I would no more be shaking. If Jesus could cry and shout “My father, my father, why have you forsaken me?” then it wasn’t a big deal if my earthly father, John, also forsook me, I thought. I fell in love with that expression; I thought of making it into a poem, therefore I wrote the expression down in a little paper and put the paper inside the bible. My father, my father, why have you forsaken me? The poem I would write on that had begun to form in my head. I would write it as soon as possible. I kept the bible in a space behind the bags of rice close to the wall. I knew it would be safe there. Toyosi was done shopping. She had brought a lot from the boutique. I was surprised when she came to the kitchen where I was passing the day and tapped me. I thought she was here to complain about the meal she just ate, but to my shock she wasn’t here for such intent. She pulled me up in a peaceful manner and pointed the parlour to me. I led the way, she followed. She began to point to Bode who was dressed in a well-tailored robe. She even bought a horsetail and a swaggerstick for him and asked him to do a little pose in the robe. Bode looked gorgeous in the robe. I was blushing. Toyosi began to unloose a nylon bag. Then she brought out a very beautiful pink dress. For who? I thought. Could that be for me for the Christmas? My father frowned when she brought out the dress. Toyosi spoke to him and he mellowed down. I didn’t know what she told him. Anyway, I was prepared for the worst, so I wouldn’t be taken by surprise. Toyosi ordered me to pull off my dress. I did that hurriedly. Then she gave me the dress. “Wear it,” she told me in sign language. I boggled. The dress would hurt me, I thought. Who knows what the inner of the cloth was made of? Maybe she had soaked the dress in juju, I pondered on. “Wear it!” she instructed me again. I began to pray in my mind that nothing should happen to me. Slowly, I wore the dress as I insinuated a fall of death. Toyosi was smiling and turning her head from side to side to take a close look at me. Bode and John my father had some grotesques on their faces still. My father even left the room and Bode followed him; like father like son. Toyosi held the shoulder pads and turned me around. She asked me to walk a little further away from where I was. I did. I saw her mouth go wow! She said I looked like Cinderella. Toyosi brought out a pair of female shoes and asked me to wear it too. First, I had to stuff my dirty legs into two long stockings before putting on the shoes. Toyosi cleaned the legs with a white handkerchief before asking me to put my legs in there. Toyosi placed a hat on my head. It was a pink hat as well. She led me to a round glass, standing on a carved wooden base. I saw my look. I never knew I could be that beautiful. “Good,” Toyosi said. She asked me to pull off. The day after, John came to me and tapped me. I was sitting in the parlour then. Toyosi and Bode weren’t at home. When I turned my gaze around, I was shocked at what I saw: My father held his bible close to my face. Gently, he picked up the note I wrote: My father, why have you forsaken me? The shock was too much for me to easily come off. I was ‘dumbfounded’. I trembled. How did he get the bible? I asked myself. John wrote a note: Why did you write this? Who told you I have forsaken you? He demanded that I wrote my response in the same piece of paper. I had no answer to supply. I would ask him a question in reply. How did you discover it? I wrote back. Shocked? You went into my room and took my bible where it was. I got to know that when you were probably trying to leave the room; my key fell from the keyhole of the door when you were leaving the room. I heard the sound, you didn’t hear it. I followed you and saw you taking it to the kitchen. I peeped at you as you were pushing it behind the bags of rice. Now, Rose, can you see how useless you are? Your ears didn't even pick up the loud trampling of my feet while I was rushing to my door to see who was there. I collected the note and read it. I was motionless. John snaffled it suddenly and wrote something more: You want to know why I have forsaken you? Anyway, being forsaken is what you deserve. Why do I deserve to be? I replied. I had always crave something like this. I had wished for so long to ask my father a heart-to-heart question to know the state of his mind and the reasons for all his inimical actions. Now it seemed he was ready to pour out his mind to me when he wasn’t actually the person I was referring to in the note. That was supposed to be the title of my poem. Yes, you deserve to be forsaken; why did you come to the world, useless? You have never been of help to me in life and you can never be. I have been of help to you, father—a great help for that matter. When was that? On May 29, 1999, just last year, I helped you when you were helpless. When the new president stormed the podium on the handover day and spoke about his ascension and about his ambitions for the country, your old TV ran out of voice, or maybe the TV station lost its voice, you came in and tapped me to come over to the parlour. I was there with you, watching the sign language done at a corner of the TV. I wrote down everything and gave it to you. You were happy you didn’t miss the president’s speech that day. My father read the note and trembled. It was conspicuous that he was confused. John didn’t utter a word by replying the note. He just walked out of the parlour and went straight to his room. I have won. How would a man answer the question addressed to God? I thought amusingly. John is not God, therefore he shouldn’t dare try to address my question. For all I cared, John is not my father but a devil incarnate. A week later, it was Christmas Day. Bode was in his robe as expected. As for me, I didn’t know how to ask Toyosi for mine; the one I wore that day. Bode held the horsetail and a walking stick in his hands and walked like a chief. John was well-dressed too, as well as Toyosi. It seemed they would be going out. When Toyosi didn’t dress me up, I approached her to ask what my fate was. She smiled and said, “Oh! Rose, come with me?” I followed Toyosi out of the house for the first time since three months. A cool wind settled on me. I could feel the yuletide. The frontage had changed a lot, we now had a neighbor in the other duplex. Toyosi asked me to wait for her. She entered into the other flat. She came out pushing a wheelchair towards me. A girl of around my age was sitting on the wheelchair. Her mother came outside with a boy who appeared to be blind. The boy was dressed for the Christmas as well as the girl on the wheelchair. Rose, here is a surprise for you,” Toyosi signed to me. “I don’t understand,” I replied her. “Look at that dress on her, it was the one I put on you last week,” she signed to me. The mother of the child on wheelchair was clueless. She was seeing me for the first time since two months they packed in. Toyosi told her something which I couldn’t hear. Maybe she told her that I was their deaf housemaid, I wouldn’t know. Toyosi turned to me and said, “I never had a dress for you. Her mother asked me to help her go shopping for her son and daughter and I did. I tested the dress on you because you have exactly the same stature as lame Laide sitting here. Hope you are not blind like blind Biodun standing beside his mother over there. Merry Christmas, Rose!" she signed and began to leave the house. 5 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by princesssusan(f): 4:34pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
SammyHoe:I don set d table bt no sign of food abi nah imaginary food? |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Aipete2(f): 4:34pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Madt toyosi |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 4:44pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
princesssusan: Food is there Enjoi |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by princesssusan(f): 4:47pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
SammyHoe:Ooops nah now i c am tank u jawe 1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Marcela04: 4:49pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Wat kind of heart does Toyosi have. |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 4:51pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
princesssusan:. No tanks . Marcela04: Wat kind of heart does Toyosi have.she has none... simply put, she is heartless |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Timcy2(m): 4:54pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
In the tym of temptation, show me d way, in d tym of sickness, show me d way,... ..... Show me d way LORD GOD. 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Niwdog(m): 5:40pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Thumps up sammyhoelolo..in psquare voice¤¤bring it on¤¤by**giving some more**in ice prince voice 1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by quintybabee(f): 6:06pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
OMG! Just when I thought toyosi was gonna b a good person for d very first time it turned out that a leopard can never lose its spot. I shouldn't have been surprised  |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:21pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
quintybabee: OMG! Just when I thought toyosi was gonna b a good person for d very first time it turned out that a leopard can never lose its spot. I shouldn't have been surprised Always almost impossible for bad ppl to become good and vice versa... |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:22pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
First five people to comment after this post will get special dedications... Thanks for following everyone. |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Akeemdeco(m): 6:37pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Sammy::::: Born WRITER ROSE::::::::: POOR ROSE TOYOSI::::: HEARTLESS JONH::::::::: COMMENT RESERVED AKEEMDECO:::;: STILL FOLLOWING |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:39pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
SammyHoe: First five people to comment after this post will get special dedications...am the second.tanx 4 feeding us everytime,I hope toyosi will change |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Marcela04: 6:45pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Am d 3rd person o. Sammy Sammy ride on but mk sure it won't b well 4 Toyosi. |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:45pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Akeemdeco: Sammy::::: Born WRITER And you, AKEEMDECO, though I don't know you, yet I could guess that you are A Kind, Excellent & Exemplary Man, Dedicated & Even a Courageous Orator... I call you an orator going by the little but mighty comment you did just now. Thanks for following. My next dedication will go to you and four others. 1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:48pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Vibra: am the second.tanx 4 feeding us everytime,I hope toyosi will change VIBRA, I will say you are a Very Intelligent Babe (  ) &Really Attractive Though I haven't checked your DP, yet I know you must be possessing those characteristics. Thanks for following WAA(We Are Able) My next dedication goes to you and four others. |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 6:57pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
All i care for is my Sweetheart Rose  But SammyHoe, Which planet are you from  |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 7:13pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
marioking: All i care for is my Sweetheart Rose All the MARIOS I KNEW HAD SOMETHING IN COMMON, HAVING BALOTELLI IN MIND TOO  Marios Are Real, Intelligent & Obdurate(in d +ve sense like Mario in games)... King In Neptune & Gyrus the 1000th planet from earth  Expect to have my next dedication too. An answer to your question: I am from the planet called HEART (Rearrange the letters by making the first letter to be the last) |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 7:29pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
That +ve Obdurate describes me all but had it been that i am a footballer, i would have love to Dribble Like Messi, skilful as Ronaldo Scores like Suarez and BEHAVES LIKE MARIO BALLOTELLI |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Niwdog(m): 8:02pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
I keep checking every 3mins hoping to see a new update...sammy hope 1 or 2 post go show 2night |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 8:27pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
Niwdog: I keep checking every 3mins hoping to see a new update...sammy hope 1 or 2 post go show 2night No guarantee... waiting for NEPA to bring light |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by DONOCHAS(m): 9:24pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
It is good to hear that rose and his father talked. I am a new comer in nairaland oga sammy, more ink to your pen  It is good to hear that rose and his father talked. I am a new comer in nairaland oga sammy, more ink to your pen1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by seunviju(f): 9:27pm On Sep 11, 2014 |
I believe rose will have her way one day but sammy abeg reduce the punishment 1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by tattesco(m): 6:48am On Sep 12, 2014 |
This suffering is too much. Na only her waka come? Toyosi. Chaii. Daris God ooooo. With this Girl you are punishing. Daris God o!!!!!!b.  |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by akinkudin: 7:53am On Sep 12, 2014 |
PrinceAdepoju: @Akinkudin, longtime bro.I'm great, just a little busy. How have you been? 1 Like |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 8:04am On Sep 12, 2014 |
akinkudin: Fine brother. I hope you've read this story up to date. |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by akinkudin: 8:08am On Sep 12, 2014 |
SammyHoe:Yes o! Just caught up yesterday...so seriously following.. Just when we think we've seen your best work, you come up with another masterpiece..thumbs up |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Essyydiamond(f): 10:38am On Sep 12, 2014 |
I didn't see that coming,now I hv my heart in pieces. Poor Rose.;( |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by JigsawKillah(m): 11:08am On Sep 12, 2014 |
this is what I told em as long as you are a writer, you can't surprise me lol I read things others don't read its just the way Sammy brings them is what really amazed me sammyhoe is good and Rose isn't bad either, good thing she hasn't made a suicide attempt yet 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by Nobody: 11:30am On Sep 12, 2014 |
akinkudin: Thumbs up to God for using me. I'll update soon |
| Re: We Are Able(a Touching Story) by JigsawKillah(m): 11:38am On Sep 12, 2014 |
SammyHoe: I like u ehn dis ur "soon" mean say u r typing abi LA? |
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