Good morning everyone!

I do hope y'all had a beautiful night rest.

Here is another beautiful write up.

It's a short story.

It's contents are dramatic and abit comical.

It talks about a young man with a beautiful voice.

One would guess that he literally loved his voice.

But did he?

Find out!
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I am Edidiong Uwah|| Prince Eddie

I'm open to hire, short term and long term jobs.

© August 2022.






Yesterday, I received insults I never bargained for...

My cousin was out of town. He requested I help him get a parcel at one of the parks in Uyo. I was given the guy's number of whom I was to locate and collect the parcel.

I was given some directions on how to get to the park. Immediately I was done in a writing submit, I headed for the park.

I got stranded in the park, because I couldn't locate the guy's store. Worst of all, his phone was switched off. I was stranded for about 45 minutes, I decided to dial his number once again. Luckily for me, he picked up, I was told the exact place I could meet him.

Some few minutes after, I got to the place.

Guys! guess what?

Mannie refused to give the parcel to me, he said he expected a female and not a male... "Over the phone, you sounded like a female, how come you appear as a male. I doubt if u were actually sent to pick up this parcel", those were the guy's words.

All my efforts in explaining I was sent to pick up the parcel were futile. I called my cousin several times, he didn't pick up. I was asked to step aside as he attended to other persons with "matching voices".

After about thirty minutes of waiting, some ladies decided to enquire why a fine boy should be sweating profusely, under the sun.

Gee had the guts to tell the ladies that my voice was that of a female on phone, he expected to see a male and not a female. The ladies bursted into laughter.

"Fine boy, talk mek we hear nau", one of them spoke.
"No call am fine boy, talk pretty boy", another added. There was another round of laughter.

Finally, my cousin called. I explained the issue to him, he spoke to the guy. The guy was still skeptical, he had to call a photographer... a photograph of myself was sent to my cousin. You could imagine the nonsense!

My cousin ascertained I was the person sent to get the parcel. Further clarifications were done, I was given the parcel.

Worst of it all, the ladies decided to make a mockery of me. They said they would help me get a cab to my destination.

They brought an umbrella for my head, the umbrella was pink in color, as if I were a lady. I was escorted by four ladies, they chanted "pretty boy" as we walked out of the park. They made a public show of me.

I was embarrassed beyond measure, all because I possessed a treble like voice. A voice that was given to me by God.

... And some persons who have just read this, will still have the guts to say, "how can I laugh in a way that pleases God".

God dey sha!

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