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n’t you just go to the Ahmadu Bello University at Zaria to study any of those preferred disciplines like Medicine, Law, Sociology, etc, it will be good for you that way, you don’t have to waste your precious time and years in Nigerian Defence Academy"

he went on. “That school has nothing to offer you, you will undergo serious corporal training and exercise, and whenever you misbehave or when you don’t do what you are meant or told to do, you will be physically punished"

“In our family, do you see any Army officers there?” he said further.

Anthony was feeling disgruntled about his Dad bringing up the issue again, when he has already decided to join the Nigeria Defence Academy.
Anthony’s father continued.

“There is nothing good in being a soldier, they kill!”

“Soldiers do not kill innocent people or people anyhow, soldiers only kill when they are given the mandate by the law or by the President of the country, and they kill during war times.

There are good and bad in this world Dad, as we have bad Policemen, so also we have good Policemen, the same goes for soldiering too.”

Anthony said this steadily as if he was conversing with a five year old kid.
His Dad smiled.

“I know that you are now nineteen years of age and you have the right to make choices on your own. But a word from the wise or elderly one pays off.”

Anthony looked at the time, which indicates 8:05am, he was going to be late for his Saxophone class and registration for the Nigerian Defence Academy.

“Dad, please, the form for the enrolment into Nigerian Defence Academy is out, and I also have to do other things which are time consuming.”

“Alright, I will be quick so that I won’t delay you” His Dad said.

“In my dream, I saw a huge figure that wore a mask; the mask was something I have never seen before. He was holding a dagger, on the dagger’s sharp silver part there was red substance or liquid on it, it may be blood, I don’t know for sure. Then I saw a bridge, the figure was trying to cross the bridge.”

“Then I looked up towards the end of the bridge. On the other side of the bridge, I saw you, scared, restless, and tired. You were running from the figure.” he said.

“That was when I woke up.” His Dad said further.

Anthony looked amazed, and said. “A huge figure with a drawn knife in hand?”

“Yes” His Dad replied.

Since Anthony could not fathom the meaning of the dream, and he knows that his father was finding every reason for him not to join the Nigerian Defence Academy, and he also knows that this is the perfect reason.

He said in this head “I have to derail Dad from this, and feed him with the cooked-up interpretation of the dream.”

Anthony said. “But Dad, let’s cross-examine this dream again, you said that I was at the other side of the bridge, meaning I was not in his grip. And the blood on the knife was not mine because you didn’t see me get hurt nor did you see blood ooze out of my body. That means am perfectly okay.” He said.

“It also means the Lord Jesus is ever faithful and merciful. He granted me victory Dad.” Anthony said further.

Anthony’s Dad was wondering how his son was able to crop up an interpretation to his dream in a short time.

He said. “How are you sure that that is the perfect interpretation of the dream?”

“The dream has already manifested the interpretation itself. Dad, don’t you see? I was not hurt by the figure’s dagger.”

It was now 8:20am. Anthony’s Dad tried to disagree more on the topic, but he was cut-short by Anthony.

“Dad, why not let us pray about it this minute and leave all to God Almighty, you know the Bible said in the book of Proverbs 3 verse 5, that ‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” He said.

“If we are trying to apply our wisdom to it, God will not be happy, let’s just lean on God.” He added.

Anthony’s father said “Let’s kneel down and pray about it then.”

Anthony was so glad that his Dad dropped the matter. Both of them kneeled down together and prayed fervently. Anthony was praying fervently because he was a little bit scared because of the dream. But he held up his composure and prayed that God Almighty should intervene.

After the prayer session ended, Anthony’s Dad exited Anthony’s room and went for his room.
Anthony heaved out carbondioxide and fell on the bed. The petrifaction of the dream was still rising in him.

The morning wind was breezy as if it was going to rain. The coolness of the weather entered into Anthony’s body and settled into it, making his muscle and nervous system settle down.

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