dasparrow: @Post

Back in the days as a child, my mother threw away the whole food that were brought by the neighbors and I am here to report that she has not changed. As a kid, I could never grasp why she did that but I certainly understand now that I am a full fledged adult.

tjskii: this ur que brings bak memories,growing up,my mum used to throw out any food brot to us by neighbors,I used to hunger after those meals,jollof rice,fried meat by our muslim neighbors,puffpuff from d neigbors doin 8days remembrance*sigh*

laughinggal: Well sometimes it depend on the type of festival, so sometimes i trow them away because i don't know if it was sacrifice to their god's

aminho: u threw it out while kids in Somalia are dieing of hunger so good of u

SELFWORTH: I remember my mum taking some nice rice and food from our neighbours. The aroma from the meal was just awesome. She told us not to touch it as God had ministered to her about the person who brought it .

The next day when we went to clean out the food so we can return the plates. The whole food had turned into the foot of a goat. I will never forget it. Till this day, none of us will eat from outsiders. My sister fainted from the sight of the foot. It was like a nollywoood movie.

Even now, when I visit friends, I don't eat unless am allowed to cook it myself.

Anyone who eats anyhow in Nigeria is playing with 'wahala'.

DAZZLING M: Depends on who brings the food during the festive period. i won't because it's a festive period just take and consume whatever it is that was brought, my mum did not do that either.

It's beyond religion. i can never forget the alhaja i grew up to know who gave me and my brother a plate of food one afternoon when we came back from school (pry sch), prior to that day, my mum told us she had a dream that someone gave us food and it was poisoned, she said she did not see who it was in d dream but we should as usual not eat or take anything without her knowledge. Alhaja gave me the food and said it was for me and my brother, i took it in and showed my elder sis cos my mum was not yet back, my sister threw it away and told my mum when she came back much later in the evening. the following morning on our way to the car, going to schl alhaja came out, saw me and my brother and the first thing she said phrased as a question was ' chidi tola, nothing happened to you? (she asked in yoruba as she is not good in english), i ran back inside to tell my mum. Yet her husband, an alhaji, is such a good man so also is the second wife and they are also muslims, alhaji never hesitates to apologize for her actions cos she is just a wicked person. that's y i said its beyond religion. Most of the time, our nature (character, attitude etc) that defines us comes to play a lot in our daily lives which will surely be attributed to our religion.

sorry for the long essay and also for digressing a little