EPISODE SIX

--Lagos State--
The tricycle we boarded from the park slowed down as we approached a well fenced building painted with yellow.
Ovo tapped the guy to stop at the front of the building and we both alighted and took our luggage. Deep inside me I sensed enjoyment with Ovo, especially after seeing the conducive building which I felt was his property and he alone stayed in it.

We walked inside through the small gate and went to the second apartment. It’s a self contain apartment. The door to the house was opened which indicated that there was someone inside. Immediately we entered I smelled a pleasant aroma from the kitchen.
I wanted to question Ovo about the smell when a slim light complexioned lady of average height, walked to the sitting room and gave Ovo a welcome hug and smiled at me as I greeted her.
She looked nice and accommodating and without any doubt I presumed she would be a good match for my bro.
She collected our bags and took them inside the room, I was left alone in the sitting room as Ovo followed her to the room.
After spending some time together they came out to join me;
OVO: Eli, this is the little paradise i am managing for now, I plan to rent a two bed room flat by next month and I don’t mind if you move down with me. You are welcome to Lagos my friend.
ME: Thank you brother, you have done me well by bringing me down with you, and I promise to pay back in due course.
OVO: There is nothing to pay back, more so I still owe you alot. Less I forget, the lady beside me is “my future, my life, my yoriyori and to crown it up my world” her name is Imabong
(She was just smiling at the same time winking at me whenever our eyes met)
ME: Wow bro, congratulations!! Imabong i’m Eli by name and I am happy to meet you
IMMAGBON: I’m also please to meet you
(waving her hands at me)
OVO: Imabong told me she cooked my favourite calabar soup called ‘Edikang-Ikong’, that we should go to the dining and fill our stomach.

Ovo and I went to the dinning and watched Imabong as she served the meal. I couldn’t resist the meal though its my first time of coming across it. Although I have heard of it several times.
I just told myself to ride on with the soup when it comes whether sweet or bitter, in order not to get Ovo sad.
The soup really tasted good especially the fresh pumpkin leaf which was inside, but I didn’t like the fact that one have to suck the periwinkle from the shell, it looked irritating and I could not eat much because of that, as I lost my appetite seeing Imabong and Ovo doing so.
I felt Imabong noticed that, I was irritated by it but she just pretended to pay less attention to me.
IMMAGBON: “You don’t like pounded yam I guess?
ME: I like it, just that I ate alot before embarking on the trip.
At the other end of the dinning, Sweat was rushing off from Ovo’s body, which showed how much he enjoyed the meal as he was concentrating without altering a word.
As soon as we finished eating Ovo made some calls and took photocopies of my credentials to some clients and managers who were his friends.
Immediately he left Imabong and I started discussing, she told me she noticed I don’t like the food she prepared but convinced me to eat it more often as it was rich in vitamins because of the vegetables in it.
“I let her know i’m a good cook but i don’t like the shell of the periwinkle that was put inside the soup, on hearing this she promised not to put them again".
She went on to teach me how to prepare the soup.
“She said the soup was special to her people, and that the delicacy is prepared with pumpkin leaves which they call ikong in calabar dialect but others called it ugwu, water leaf (mong Ikong), fish, meat, periwinkle (mfi ikpok), palm oil, cray fish and other essential ingredients.
“She said It can be eaten with either garri, fufu, amala, tuwo, semovita or pounded yam. At the end of the tutorial on how to cook Edikang-Ikong Soup she left for her room to take a nap.

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It was almost 6:30pm and Ovo had not yet returned. I started feeling dizzy and decided to sleep on the chair in the sitting room.
I had not slept up to 20mins when I felt some soft touches at the bottom of my feet, after some time it started moving to the femur of my leg. It wasn’t long when I felt a full hand massaging all over my body, I stood up in haste and found Imabong wearing just her panties and bra. She told me to relax and let her have her way to me but I rebuke her, telling her such attitude is against the will of God as well as my culture. She kept on resisting as she fell on me, trying to kiss me and also holding me firm to herself.
I tried to explain to her but she did not want to listen as the urge in her grew beyond my comprehension, I had to push her away with a fiercely touch which made her hurt. She started crying that I had injured her and she would tell Ovo when he returned, I assisted her up and pleaded that she should not do such but she rushed at me again begging me to just engage in one round with her, complaining that her sharwama is very hot and needs my joystick badly.
I kept on resisting her so-called hot sharwama, which makes her to further increase the threat, promising to make me face her wrath in the house unless I comply.
I turned her request down again because i’m a man of my word, which made her got angrier the more. She vowed to give me a tough time in the house and block my success, as I walked out of the house to wait for Ovo outside.


I tried to contact Ovo on phone but couldn’t due to low network coverage, I ended up spending some time waiting outside before he finally came.
OVO: Why are you outside?
ME: I was worried you hadn’t returned since you left
OVO: Brother its not easy, I promised to get you a job and i had to stay with my real guys for long just to accomplished this goal. Well the manager of Century Dyes & Chemicals Ltd. at Km 33, Lagos-Badagry Expressway, has agreed to make you his sales manager. He said for a start your salary will be two hundred and fifty thousand naira, then if you please the firm with your work there will be an increment with a well furnished apartment.
ME: JESUS!!! Are you saying the truth or i’m dreaming?
OVO: If you think its a dream you better wake up
ME: you are really a brother, in short you are my God
OVO: Don’t mention, God only used people to help his children. Let’s go inside I’ll take you there tomorrow to start but for the now we have to celebrate…


TO BE CONTINUED…

EPISODE FIVE


Reaching home after a successful work at the chief’s resident, I discovered there was no food in the house and my mum was fast asleep.
I called Joy who was reading her books to explain why there was no food in the house;
ME: Madam in the house, why is there no food in the kitchen? All the pots are all well washed
JOY: Brother, i went to tear firewood for Mama Sonia but she didn’t pay me today rather she ask me to come for the money tomorrow.
ME: Don’t worry she will pay you what about Lucky, I can’t find him around?
JOY: He went to fetch water for Chief Igbudu
ME: Well I have some money with me, since mama is asleep, let’s just go to the market together and get ingredients that I will use to cook.
JOY: No oo brother! I’ll be the one to cook it
ME: Shut up your mouth there! Who taught you how to cook, I was the one that was couching you and Lucky before I went to school, and you are there saying rubbish.
JOY: That was then na
ME: Ehhh eh! Does that mean I am no longer a good cook?
JOY: You won
ME: Now you are talking, let’s start going before mama wakes up.
Joy and I went to the village market to get all we needed to prepare a fresh delicious vegetable soup, and went back home after we finished purchasing all the items.
In an hour’s time the food was ready and we all sat together to devour the vegetable soup that was cooked by me.
Everyone was licking their fingers and they complimented me for a well cooked meal. After the meal, I told them about my movement to Lagos with Ovo my childhood friend. Lucky and my mum saw reasons with me but Joy cried and begged me not to go. I had to explain deeply to her level of understanding that I was not leaving her and everyone but I had to go there to work in order to raise money for mama’s operation and the family’s betterment…
“I also promised to be calling at all time to get update of how they are fairing.
After I finished talking to Joy who did not seem convinced, my mum started advising me to stay clear of bad company emphasizing on the rowdiness of Lagos state accompanied with lots of criminal activities.
I promised her to be focus and stay clear of anything that will tarnish the family name and also come back with good news.

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Just as Ovo requested, I called him to let him know I will be going with him after my mum’s approval. He was happy with the way he sounded on the other end, and promised to pick me up when he wanted to depart for Lagos.
The day of our departure finally came. I had already arranged my little clothes and other things I was taking along, when Ovo came to my place.
He greeted my mum and convinced her including my younger ones that I was in safe hands, he also vowed to help me secure a good job over there which made my mum to shower all forms of blessing on him. After about 20mins prayer by my mum for our trip, she finally allowed us to go.
Joy who had become a fully blown woman, started crying, rolling on the floor as I bade them goodbye…

TO BE CONTINUED…

EPISODE FOUR


With the ginger spirit in us we were able to harvest all the cassava as promised, and quickly rushed to the man’s house to inform him. He was not convinced at all and decided to go and see for himself, reaching there he discovered we were done and congratulated us for a job well done.
I expected the man to pay us for the job we did rather he was greeting us with lot of thanks.
Having less patience, I was forced to asked for our pay which he gave to me after smiling for some minutes. I took the weak notes from him and started flipping them, while counting the money I realised there was extra five thousand naira added to it, I recounted it and arrived at thirty-five thousand naira again.
As a good Christian I told the old man that he has over paid us but he said he added the extra five thousand as an appreciation that we should have it all.
I was really pleased and told Lucky to join me and pack the harvested cassava to the man’s house with wheelbarrow which wasn’t part of our agreement.
We finally finished in the man’s farm late that night, and rushed back home with happiness. Reaching home my mum was on the floor lying helplessly covered with cloth, I asked her what the problem was but she couldn’t speak audibly.
“Joy told me she fell down while trying to set up fire wood meant for cooking, and since then she could not stand up. Hearing this got me scared and went in search of a cab that can take us to any hospital around but couldn’t find any.
Lucky and I carried her in turns on our back to the general hospital since there was no motorcycle or taxi to use.
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GENERAL HOSPITAL
The nurses on duty assisted us at the gate with a stretcher and took my mum in. They fixed drip on her immediately and in an hour’s time she regained herself, I was told to pay #20,000 for laboratory test and the emergency treatment that was given to her.
A lady came, took her blood sample and after some time, the doctor also came in and told us to go home and come back the next day.
There is no way i can leave my mum in the hospital alone, so I ask Joy to stay behind and left with Lucky.
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Lucky and I went to the hospital the next day to see my mum. She was really pleased to see us but seeing her in that state on an hospital bed made tears dripped down my cheeks. I excused myself from their midst and went to the doctor’s office.
I got to the office and met the doctor attending to some files;
ME: Good morning doctor.
DOCTOR: Good morning my friend, your are welcome to my office, how may I help you?
ME: I’m the son of Mrs. Ayis Rosemary, one of your patients.
DOCTOR: Ohhh, you mean the woman that was brought in yesterday night?
ME: Yes sir
DOCTOR: I’m sorry to say this but your mum’s issue is a very complicated one. She had tumors developing in the inner lining (myometrium) of her uterus which has now resulted to Submucosal fibroid. Secondly her sugar level is also high that if care is not taken it will lead to diabetes type-1.
ME: Can’t something be done?
DOCTOR: We are trying our best and I believe she will be discharged today depending on her response to treatment, but I will advise you to take her to UBTH (University of Benin Teaching Hospital) for fibroid operation otherwise she might give up. According to the ultrasound and pelvic MRI test done by our gynecologist, her uterus has grown tumors that are quite large and may cause severe abdominal pain, increased urination, and pains during intercourse i.e that is if she still engage in coition/copulation.
ME: can’t we do the operation here?
DOCTOR: For the now, we do not have steady power and some instruments needed for the operation. That is why I recommended UBTH.
ME: Thank you doctor, but how much will it cost?
DOCTOR: Its a minor operation however people do pass away in the course of carrying out the operation but I assure you that your mum will be okay, just raise N200,000
ME: Okay sir, I’ll look for a way to get the money.

I left the doctor’s office to the ward where my mum was, we stayed with her all day until she was discharge.
Just for my mother’s sake, my siblings engaged in several work that gave them peanuts while I kept on searching for a better job.
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Weeks past, Months past but still I could not get any job that will fetch me good money apart from the sales boy work of Ten thousand naira salary.
I manage to do the sales boy work for just a month, and was forced to give up the job because of the extra stress it has, and settled for jobs that will pay me daily.
Thank God my mum and siblings were fine and we could eat two square meal each day that passed.
One fateful morning I was clearing the grasses in a chief’s compound when I saw a friend of mine;
ME: Ogheneovo is this you
OVO: It’s me oo, why are you like this? (seeing me
tattered)
ME: My brother you know how the country is, ever since I came back from school things have been very hard for me.
OVO: No, you have to go to the city with me so I can fix you somewhere, a graduate like you deserves something better na! Not this kind of job you are doing.
ME: You mean I am going with you?
OVO: Yes, you did alot for me while we were in secondary school so I think this is the only chance I have to pay back.
ME: Well I really appreciate, and have to inform my mum for her approval
OVO: That is fine by me, I have to go complete a business transaction with chief.
ME: okay (feeling relief)
Ogheneovo went into the chief’s house to see him and gave me his contact to call him the next day if I made up my mind to go with him, that he would leave for Lagos in three days time.

TO BE CONTINUED…

EPISODE THREE


I arrived Ughelli about 15 minutes later and went to many companies but I was not employed by any. I was opportune to meet the director of a popular private company known as ‘cake and bakes’ who ushered me in knowing that I finished from OAU which was the school he also attended during his days in higher institution, he offered me a seat and requested for my credentials which I gave to him;
DIRECTOR: My friend, I must confess you have good qualification here and good reputation as well. (Smiling as he glance through)
ME: Thank you sir (with a returned smile, sampling my 32).
DIRECTOR: There is a vacancy in this firm which I would have loved you to occupy but, the problem is that you are over qualified for that position and I can’t afford your salary.
ME: Sir, I’m not after the money, anything you can pay will be okay by me Sir, if possible you can beat it down to 50%.
DIRECTOR: It is not as you think, I went to the same school with you and managed to graduate with second class lower but here you are a first class upper graduate, and you want to receive something four times lower than what I am earning? My friend I have conscience and so I can’t do that.
ME: Sir, see eh! I will be okay with even the money you are paying your cleaners, all I need is just the job so I can take care of my family
DIRECTOR: We are saying the same thing, the world needs you. There are thousands of firms out there that are looking for someone like you, maybe you should check some other place.
ME: Sir please, I will be very content with anything you pay me.
DIRECTOR: I’m sorry but I have an appointment to catch up with, just give a try at Julius berger or any of the Dangote companies. They can meet up with your payment (leaving the office by leading me to the door).
I tried other companies both big and small but my effort was to no avail. I decided to go back home and rest, planing to continue the next day.

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Got home and saw my entire family eating, I dropped my file on the chair and sat down helplessly.
They knew all was not well with me;
MUM: My son, what is the problem with you?
ME: Mama nothing is the problem
MUM: But you don’t look bright
ME: I’m just tired ma’am
MUM: Please come and eat, this is the only yam and oil that is remaining. biko mo riemu **I beg come and eat**
ME: Don’t worry about me mama, I don’t have appetite for food right now.
I left the sitting room to my room just to have a nap since my muscle, joints and entire body ache…
I woke up late that night and went to the sitting room where I found my mum encouraging my siblings as I joined them willingly. She told us to be patient that Gods time is the best and encouraged us to bear with the hard time the family was facing. As soon as she rounded off her motherly advise, we prayed together as
if we wanted to fall down heaven with our demands and bade each other good night.

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The next day being Saturday I went out as usual to search for job but it wasn’t fruitful, what pains me most was the fact that my mum’s health was getting worse. There was no money to get her even pain relief drugs which would not cost more than one hundred naira in our local chemist shop, let alone going to the hospital. I had to do something fast, because I could not afford losing her since she was the only parent I have.
That evening I went round the town and saw a man who was in need of labourers that would help him harvest his cassava.
“I told him I could do the job myself, but he insisted I add more hands to myself. I ran home and called Lucky so we could both do the job. We went back to the man and promised to get the job done before the end of the day, he agreed to pay us twenty thousand naira only if we could finish the work that day. We nodded our heads in agreement that we would keep to our promise.
He finally agreed to give us the job and took us to the land which made us surprised, five acres of land which is hundred by five hundred (100 x 500) covered with cassava.
Well with the spirit of hustling in us we agreed to do the job but for thirty thousand naira. The old man agreed to our bid which boasted our morales, we pulled off our clothes to get the job started at least we got 4 hours till nightfall.

TO BE CONTINUED…

EPISODE TWO

As early as 7am I was already searching for a job in my community and its environs.
I couldn’t sleep at night due to thinking, about my family’s predicament. I trekked everywhere from company to company, and one office to another with my well sown suit and file in my hand, sweating profusely.
After all attempts in each office failed, I decided to rest in a small shop where I bought fanta and started sipping it slowly until I would gain strength to move on. This time i planned to visit the nearby developed town called Ughelli.
I was insanely taken away with the remembrance of my Late Father, as i stared at a man who came to the store to get a bottled water.

I haven’t even talked about my father, let me just give a brief information about him. Did I say brief? My old man’s story file is large, Occupying more than 10gig in my hard-disk (cerebrum).

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My dad was a very generous Banker, he was the only child of his mother but had a step brother because his dad (my grandfather) married another woman since his mum (my grandmother) could not conceive anymore as a result of a critical accident she had. She later died of cardiac arrest. With God on my dad’s side, he became successful in his education, finished with good grades and got a nice job as a banker the very year he graduated. He got married to my mother who was his girlfriend during his school days. Things went well with him and he was promoted to the post of the general managing director in ICglobal which was the bank he worked, he started doing charity to everyone he came across and also to his step brother.
He did everything for his step brother Mr. Jude who didn’t go to school but learned to be a mechanic as an apprentice, in his youthful days. He gave Uncle Jude money to start up a business of importation of cars and other goods.
My dad built a befitting house in Lagos where we lived, and a small duplex in the village. I was in JSS3 attending one of the best schools in Lagos when my dad died after returning home from his step brother’s house. He was taken to the hospital and the doctor told us he was poisoned with cyanide and dichloromethane which had eaten up his heart and liver.
We couldn’t question uncle Jude as he was very fast with his moves, he accused my mum of killing his brother and packed us out of my father’s house. He converted all my father’s property to his own and left us stranded. My mum managed to train my siblings and I with the money my dad deposited in her account every month, and when it got finished, we relocated to the village as she couldn’t afford to pay the rent anymore.
An ancient mud house was given to us by Uncle Jude since he has denied us right to stay in my father’s duplex in the village.
Back to my dad’s burial, he made sure my dad stayed in the mortuary for 10months without any good reason, and after that he bought a casket worth one million which my dad was buried with, and threw dollars all about during the burial. Uncle Jude claimed he gave my dad a befitting burial.
After the burial he gave my mum #1,000 to use in training us for the year, and come back the next year for another yearly allowance of #1,000 *Mtcheeeeeeeww* seems I have to stop here because am about crying.

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BACK TO FORMER SCENE

All the components of my makeup as a human were covered with frustration and anger, as I paid the annoying young girl who was hitting my head to wake up from my trance and start going. She even ended up calling me a poor man wearing coat

*The tin pain me sha but I swallowed it, especially when she referred to my expensive suit which i used in defending my seminar as coat*

She wasn’t up to my younger sister’s age, so I decided to keep her quiet just to avoid temptation of committing murder…
I left her without altering a single word and went to the road side, to get a cab that will take me to Ughelli town to continue my quest. Thank God there was still time for me since it was exactly 11:23am, I still had up to 5hours to move round Ughelli which had big companies compared to the rest cities around my village….

TO BE CONTINUED…

EPISODE ONE

Its a nice thing to be a graduate I thought as I proudly jumped off the bus I boarded all the way from lle-Ife in Osun state where my school was, to my home town.
The journey was time exhausting as it took us five good hours to arrive in Delta State. I wasn’t
comfortable with the gazes thrown at me as I crossed the major road to get a bike that will take me to my house, I guessed the NYSC camouflage I wore dragged the attention of many people to me. Most of the village girls winked at me seductively…
I didn’t mind as I smiled at them and hastily climbed onto one of the packed bikes, the bike man agreed to take me to my house at a fee of #50.
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MY FAMILY HUT
Getting home I saw my younger sister Joy removing the dirt from beans while singing, she couldn’t hold herself when she saw me on the bike. She quickly put the tray of beans on the floor and rushed to me. She jumped on me, if not because of my strength as a man, I would have fallen to the ground because I was very tired as I had not eaten all day.
I could see the happiness in her eyes and was really glad to see her healthy and grown up son. Although five years is a long time but i always talk to them on phone, especially after receiving money from my mum. I always call to thank her and my siblings for all their efforts and contributions to raisedbthe money.
-Continuation-
She carried my box inside and started
shouting mama!!!
I walked behind her with a small bag and a polythene bag which contained the bread I bought for them.
Before I could get in, my mum blocked me at the door with a glamorous smile and she sang and danced holding my hands and touching my face, like a blind woman. I danced along with her and behold my younger brother came in to join the celebration after a brotherly hug with me. Our sitting room was filled with joy as we all danced to the songs my mum sang.
We finally settled on the chair. My younger sister (Joy) saw my legs as the best seat she could find in the house, her weight was wow! She even feel relaxed on my lap, forgetting she was by now a fully mature woman.
ME: Mama oo! Imagine small Joy of yesterday now having a weight compared to sack of garri
MUM: Don’t you know she is a woman now, you
expect her to remain the small girl she was before you left (Joy helping mother to complete the statement)
JOY: Brother Eli! I’m 17yrs old now oo, if not for
money I am supposed to be writing waec with my mates who are writing now (the fact that she is not writing the SSCE made me sad)
ME: Don’t worry Joy, by Gods grace next year you’ll sit for the exams okay? If I get a nice paying job in time, then you will enrol waec gce this year.
JOY: Okay bros
ME: What about you Lucky?
LUCKY: *paled face* Am not happy at all oo, I
managed to save money to buy jamb form, I sat for it and I scored 286. But there was no money to buy the post utme form of my two preferred institutions, mama and Joy managed to raise #2,500 but it was not enough. I had no other option but to meet uncle Jude, but he said he did not have anything rather he gave me #50 to add to the one mummy and Joy raised
ME: Uncle Jude will never change. Well, you will still buy the form my brother, let me see what I can do.
LUCKY: The form is no longer on sale, it got expired last week, I have to give the money to mama and she has been using it to cook for us.
ME: Okay, don’t worry my brother ,all will be fine. I will get a job soon, since I am a graduate with first class upper you all will enjoy and I promise to sponsor you and Joy to any level. Mama stop crying it is well
MUM: Its not well oo, I can’t see you all in pain and accept the fact that all is well, even my stomach is aching me all day that I barely go to the farm since last month, the doctor said its stomach ulcer. The last money I sent to you came from all my expensive wrappers which I sold to Mama Valentine, at a cheaper rate.
ME: Mama your son is here now, so stop worrying yourself, you will be fine and I promise to replace them.
MUM: I know you have a pure heart and will make your siblings and I smile. That is why I took the load on my head and forced your younger ones to go out there and work hard by selling things for people and doing other
petty jobs. Sorry my son i know you must be hungry, I cooked ogbiyokpo soup with fresh bitter leaf, let me go and serve you (its just as if my mum knew my present state, I was really famished)
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We all ate together happily and after the meal, I went straight to my small room in the hut, to arrange a well written application letter and all my documents including my CV (Curriculum Vitae) needed to secure a good job.
I had a great task before me to tackle and that was my family well being, the only way out was to look for a job and take full responsibility of the family affairs…
TO BE CONTINUED…

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PROLOGUE
In the quest for survival, a graduate of business administration from OAU (obafemi awolowo university),
who happened to be the eldest son of his family of four (mother,himself,brother and sister with the exception of his late father) opted for crime though it is not what
he liked.

Eli was in his early 20’s, he was 24yrs old to be precise and hailed from otor-owhe in Isoko North local
government Area of Delta State. He struggled into the university despite not having a sponsor.
Mr. Jude, his rich uncle did not want the progress of his family. His immediate brother, younger sister and
mother took it as a challenge to make sure he achieved his goal to become a graduate.
He finally succeeded but due to unemployment, he had no other choice but to work out a way to make his
family happy, instead of suffering in the village…
Whether he will succeed or fail, we shall get to know.
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First year University of Ghana medical students were attending their 1st Anatomy Class. They all gathered around the table and there was a real dead body on the table.

The Professor, Mr. Ayis started the class by telling them two important qualities of a DOCTOR. He said, "The 1st is that never be DISGUSTED about anything in the body."
For example, he inserted his FINGER in the dead body's ANUS & put the finger in his own mouth & TASTED it.
Then he told the students to do what he did. The students hesitated for several minutes, but eventually everyone inserted their fingers in the cadava's ANUS & tasted it. When everyone finished tasting their fingers, they were all Frowning...
Then the professor looked at them & said: "The most important 2nd Quality is "Observation".
I inserted my MIDDLE finger but tasted the 2nd finger, Now learn to pay attention!!

"ALL the students fainted!!
Note:Concentration & dedication should always be observed

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EPISODE 10

How I wish there is an escape route to free myself
from this mess, its certain that nemesis has caught
up with me and I have to accept it and find a perfect
solution… with lot of diversion of taught I finally
decided to see our family doctor Dr. Gbogboro
Freedom, instead of those so called professional
doctors working in general hospital, I can’t stand their
questions unlike Dr. Gbogboro who will understand
everything I will say and commence treatment without
any restriction. I got to his hospital at Ogborikoko
road and met his absence, I have to wait for him and
ignore other doctors’ invitation to see them and tell
them what brought me to the hospital… For me not to
be idle, I engaged in discussion with one of the patient
waiting for Dr. Gbogboro too, according to him he
was involve in a fatal accident but with the grace of
God he survived sustaining just a fracture of his
spinal cord leaving him with hunch back, I couldn’t tell
him my reason for visiting the hospital because I was
ashamed and don’t even know how to put it into an
explanatory form. During the course of our discussion
Dr. Gbogboro walked in like fragile glassware passing
everyone waiting for him in the form of laminar flow.
Soon patient troop into his office one after the other
until it got to my turn. I walked in and he offer me a
seat which I sat down comfortably to enumerate and
elucidate the issue that brought me to his office, after
my explanation he cleared his throat and threw the
following questions on me which I answered without
shame or fright….
DR. GBOGBORO: You have more than one s-x partner
am I correct?
ME: yes sir you’re correct
DR. GBOGBORO: You don’t use condom when having
s-x?
ME: I do use sometimes, depending on how it start
DR. GBOGBORO: do you trade s-x for money or
drugs?
ME: not at all
DR. GBOGBORO: well you have s-x with someone
who has had many partners or might have contacted
this infection through toilet or other source, presently
I can’t give a prescription until I get the result of a well
taken test. Just wait let me contact the laboratory
department…
He called the laboratory department that he is sending
someone there by name AYIS ELIBOY that they should
carry out the following test HIV test, urine test and
others, he also said they should prepare the results as
fast as they can for him to work on. I greeted him and
went to the lab where an average age girl asked me to
fill a form; I filled it and gave it back to her. She
brought a syringe and withdrew blood from my upper
arm after all attempt searching for a visible vain in
my metacarpal region failed, she gave me a universal
container to fill with urine and ask me to wait back in
the reception until the doctor send for me, I did as she
instructed waiting for the results to be ready...

- - -

I dozed off after much waiting until the lab technician
woke me up, telling me to meet the doctor in his
office that he is waiting for me, I asked her if the
result is ready and she nodded her head in a
suspicious manner which makes me to perceive a
negative outcome. What will I do if tested positive
with HIV, this result better give any other infection and
not HIV because with HIV/AIDS am half dead. I
knocked the door of the doctor’s office twice before
opening looking straight to the doctors’ eyes, he
laughed after sighted me and advice me to be careful
with women that if possible I should avoid
unprotected s-x for such not to happen again. He was
still looking at the result at the same time writing on a
small paper, when he finished, he gave me the test
result and the small paper containing the drugs I have
to buy. He urge me to get the drugs from the
pharmacy department in the hospital and not those
quake chemist store out there, I left his office for the
pharmacy department and pay for the drugs which
was given to me after the payment was made. I went
back to his office to know if am paying for any other
thing but he told me to go home that the only thing
am suppose to pay for is the test but he has already
taken care of that, I greeted him with great
appreciation and left the hospital with satisfaction.
It’s now confirmed that I will be okay as long as I take
the medication as prescribed by the doctor to
eliminate the Staphylococcus aureus, I will also help
myself by eliminating Favour, get rid of Rukky in my
heart, and erase women totally in my life so as to be a
free man. I even went further to praise God for the
deliverance promising to serve him in truth and in
spirit, and give offering of thanks (thanksgiving) the
next day been Sunday…. Reaching home I took the
right dose of the medication for the day and start
meditating all through, the whole film of what I did in
Ozoro played in my mind and I try to figure out who
among the two girls I slept with infected me with this
so called ‘staph’ (‘ota garri’ according to Jerry). After
the forward and backward thinking I couldn’t get to
know the person because I slept with Rukky without
CD, I undergo two sweet rounds with Favour the first I
used CD but the second I didn’t use CD because of
foolishness I called excitement… ‘Well it has
happened’ I said after stressing my brain to recollect
the events which didn’t yield the right answer.
– – –
SUNDAY SERVICE
The service was so sweet as I dance and praise God
just as I promise, everyone in church were all surprise
because of the extra strength I added in almost
everything I did in the service. I even took my drugs
to church to pray on it, and swallow that morning
dose right in the church while the service was going
on. I waited for second service and took the
afternoon dose there also, until it got to 4:00pm sharp
when they finally close, assuming there is evening
service I would have stay behind because I was filled
with the Holy Spirit as I sweat furiously dancing to the
glory of God and singing at the top of my voice.
The day was uneventful as I did so many unusual
things; I locked myself inside my room and slept off
without even watching my favorite programme on
Mytv station.
I woke up around 1:34am to urinate and was scared
because of the normal pain I received any time I try to
pee, I have to bear it but couldn’t because it was
itching me badly. Nature can’t be cheated so I have to
urinate by obeying nature, behold I urinated like I use
to without feeling any pain. Staph is gone at last, my
mind became at peace as I slept without any worries
(akuna matata).
– – –
The next day being Monday, I woke up to see a text
from Jerry, I checked the time its 8:15am already. I
quickly unlock my phone to read the message and
after reading it my heart was filled with joy…. I didn’t
know when I started singing my own version of GOD
WIN by Korede Bello
“I don get alert na GOD win
I don cure my ‘staph’ na GOD win
I don pass exam na GOD win
Dem be say I nor go pass na GOD win
Anytin I do na GOD win, na GOD win
Na GODWIN OOOOOO
Anytin I do na GOD win, na GOD win
Na GODWIN OOOOOO”

TO BE CONTINUED…………….

EPISODE 9

Warri Again!!!

I enjoyed my stay in Ozoro especially the new fishes I
caught with my indestructible net but it’s good to be
home. No wonder they say ‘no place like home’;
immediately as I got home, my mum has already
cooked Owho soup, all I have to do is to prepare
starch and marmar the great combination (yellow &
yellow)…
After eating, I was pressed and decided to use the
rest room, getting there I zipped down and brought
out my curve7 to execute the waste urine in my
bladder. I discovered the urine was reddish in colour
and very painful while coming out through the urethra,
after some time the urine stopped dripping and I
shake my curve7 like that of an android phone
sending files through flashshare/xender with tears
rolling off my eyes, as if I was beaten due to the
stress I applied in forcing the urine out. It’s really
strange because I haven’t felt such while urinating
before, maybe it’s because I’ve been bearing if for
some hours.
– – –
Staying alone at home was so boring but not on
Saturdays when all the area boys will assemble at the
back of Olodi primary school to gist or play different
sport games. I went to my room to change what I
was wearing to Chelsea’s jersey and trunk before
heading to the school field, on my way there I saw
some of my area friends walking towards that
direction, they are all wearing their sport kit and I
stopped them so we can all go to the field together.
For everyone to be serious in the game we all
contributed #20 each and stake, the winning team will
have to take the whole money at the end. The game
was so hot because of the money each side dropped
as the winning price, I was one of the key men in my
area when it comes to football but I wasn’t able to
deliver my team with just one goal. While the game
was going on I became exhausted and ask someone
to replace me, I left the field to get myself sachet
water (local deionize H2O) I drank 2 sachet and pour
one all over my head. Walking back to the field I
stopped by a bush side to urinate and the worst
happened, this time it took the urine almost an hour
to come out and I was in pain waiting to see the urine
pump out like a rushing tap, finally it came out with
all my body vibrating as if it’s an electric shock.
Quakea!!!!What a strange development, it has to do
with a health defect I presumed. I must see Akabueze
the pharmacist in my street; maybe he will have a
good explanation for this…. I went back to the field,
wore my shirt which I pulled off before the start of the
game and walked to my house to bath leaving my
friends in the football field.
After bathing I was really worried as I walked in haste
to the pharmacist shop ‘what could be the problem
with me?’ I ask repeatedly hitting my head with my
hand and the ground with my foot, not quite long a
call came in. it’s Favour
ME: hellooo (with falling intonation)
FAVOUR: Hi dear, you sound uncomfortable. Hope all
is well?
ME: Yea all is well, how are you enjoying the day?
FAVOUR: I’m not that fine because am missing you
already, when are you coming back or should I come
and spend 2days with you
ME: There is no need for that; I’ll be coming over as
soon as I secure my admission. Hopefully next month
FAVOUR: if you say so, I love you. Make sure you call
me later in the day
ME: hmm I love you too dear, I will call you later… bye
for now (trying to end the conversation since am
already in front of the pharmacy)
FAVOUR: bye
I ended the call while in front of the pharmacy shop
and walked in to explain my experience with Mr.
Vincent Akabueze the pharmacist. After my brief
explanation of what am experiencing, he advised me
to go for proper check up in any of the medical
laboratory around or better still see a professional
doctor in general hospital before I can know the main
problem am encountering, that I could be infected
with one of the following STD which include
chlamydia, gonorrhea, genital warts, genital herpes
and staphylococcus which suit my explanation. He
said that their symptoms are the same with what I
just gave but are easy to cure. He later added that the
sooner your infection is diagnosed, the better are your
chances of getting it treated and cured so make sure
you go for the test today….
I ran off like super Mario to see if I can get the test
done, it seems my enemies are at work again and
they won’t succeed, I assured myself. Jerry might
have an idea on what is wrong with me, I dialed his
number to tell him what happened and seek his advice
ME: Jerry, yawa don burst oo
JERRY: Who die?
ME: nobody die, but your guy won die na
JERRY: which of my guy, na Oke?
ME: Na me oooooooooooooooooo, I don get piss
problem, for me to pee na war now
JERRY: hahahahahahahaha, na make you say you
won die?
ME: nor be laugh issue be dis na, serious for once
JERRY: small ‘ota garri’ wen you get na make you dey
jump, you know how many I don carry b4. So all
those your many girls when you dey scatter their
congo meat neva give you ‘ota garri’ once.
ME: which one be ‘ota garri’ again?
JERRY: soak one cup of garri with many water, nor
put salt or sugar oo, after you soak am finish carry
your alele wen you take dey scatter babes kpekus put
inside. The cap of ur alele go drink the water finish
after one week the ota garri go disappear, but if you
nor fit do that one go do test, them go tell you the
medicine when you go take.
ME: Sweet Jesus!!!
JERRY: Nor be sweet Jesus do u ooo, na sweet
shawama. Abeg later we go talk.
– – –
Jerry ended the call as if he was the one who called
me; I was so angry and scared. What should I do
now, should I follow Jerry’s prescription by soaking
the garri for my TIN or see a doctor, or better still visit
any lab for medical test?
To be continued…….

EPISODE 8
Continuation from last scene……
I was trying to explain when she placed her middle
finger on her lips telling me to shut up by making
twwwwwccchhhhhhhh
FAVOUR: who was that?
ME: (with a deep breath) you mean the person I just
spoke to?
FAVOUR: yea (covering herself with the blanket)
ME: It’s my friend Jerry, the one I sat with in the party
FAVOUR: I taught it’s another girl, baby please I need
that stuff you gave to me. You make me feel like am
flying over the moon.
ME: oohhh (with surprise), is it dddddddddddddddddd
FAVOUR: yes the S E X
Without wasting time I bounce on her like a roaring
lion, pressing her hips, caressing her body and head
to the shawama which was free to air…
I guess you know what happened next?
– –
Exactly 7:50am I woke her up and she went into the
bathroom to wash herself. Already her shawama
odour has taken over the room so I have to use the
air freshener I saw on one of the drawers in the room.
She came out looking fresh and tantalizing, her true
beauty was revealed and I was astonished with what I
saw…. “She is dhem pretty” I said in my mind, maybe
I should take her as substitute for Rukky when I
finally gain admission into the school, saying it with
my eyes on her.
FAVOUR: why staring at me that way?
ME: you are more beautiful than I taught, are you
from another world?
FAVOUR: I know you are not serious, if I’m from
another world you won’t wake up to see me. You
might be even dead by now lol.
ME: I want us to be great friends
FAVOUR: friends or girlfriend?
ME: both
FAVOUR: guys are always fond of using sweet words,
you are funny I must say and I like you.
We gisted, played together and finally exchanged
contact before leaving the hotel room. What surprised
me most was the way she rejected the #5,000 I gave
to her for T-fare (actually it’s for a job well done), she
turn it down telling me she is not an LovePeddler and won’t
take such rubbish from me next time. All I have to do
is to apologies and keep my money where it is
suppose to be. She is really nice I finalized…
– – –
I got no business in the town anymore and have to go
back home waiting for the admission list to be out,
jerry promise to call me the next week Monday as
soon as they post the admission list on the school
notice board. He excorted me to the park and bade
me farewell…
To be continued…………………….