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" I had a bad hair day" that was what I told my sister when I got home. at the other side, I felt so happy been home. " you should have attend your rehearsal since there is still much time before dad returns home" my sister said. " No, I don't want problems. let it be this way' I responded. my mum was so happy to see me. though, she tried persuading me to attend rehearsal. I was glad she understood my heart. its been long that I had much stay with mum and my little sister. we chatted, crack jokes, and watch movies before I had a nap.

" Krrr krrrr Krrrr" my phone rang. its Paul. I intended not to pick the call because I knew its all about the competition. After so many round of rings, he sent me a text " whazup friend, I called your line, but you didn't pick, guess you are busy. anyways, I just want to confirm if you've talk to your father. All is well.". I groaned. I knew its all about the competition. " I surely believe that, if that's my way. I will surely be there no matter the obstacles.

"The lion and the calf shall lie down together but the calf won't get much sleep." I was so scared when my dad called my name " James" with his deep voice. " oooh my God, the lion is back, hope I'm not in another trouble ooooooo." I said within. I quickly put on my shirt, wear my fashioned rubber slippers and rushed down to the sitting room. "welcome dad" I greeted with a calm tone. " thank you, how is studies?"............." you see son,all you have to do is to hit like 300 - 350 and you are in to study law in the university." my mum was extremely speechless, reading his lips as he speaks........." I trust you son,I truly know you will make us proud" he proceeded. " I will sir"......." ooooh less I forget, I bought you jamb past question, with it you will get familiar with jamb strategical questions. " thank you sir" I said and I rushed back to my room.

"My dad is really serious about this exam. is this how I will miss the competition." it was not too long that I started hearing a strong noise coming from the sitting room.

It was a cold morning, cock were crowing, birds were singing, the breeze blowing, spreading dust all over the places. its harmattan, the period I dislike. I searched everywhere for a jacket that could cover my whole body. I had my bath and zoomed to the chamber.

It was the same way, just the same way I felt. everyone was sluggish and look so dull,even S.A.N Al- amin. If they had the opportunity to go home, they will leave. it was really nice to see the secretary, a lady of my dream. " hy friend" she utter. we exchanged pleasantries with all smiles.

" No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow." " I called your line yesterday night, but you didn't pick" she said with a calm tone. " oooh..were you the one who called me with an unknown number?"........" yah, that was my other line.".she said she only called me to show all care.

it was really cool of her, its like I'm getting closer. I even brief her about the drama that occurred in my home, as usual, it was fun chatting with her.

" our patience will achieve more than our force." due to the weather condition, we had a short day, and everyone went to their various homes. I taught of going for rehearsal, but I don't want another act to occur in my home.

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continue with your good work bro......I care

DanWrites: Hi mods,
I want to know why my story didn't .make the front page despite several endorsement s from my readers.

be calm bro...when the time comes, your story will surely make the FP

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nice story ........you should have used perform instead of making ablution....... anyways cheers

@ Gabriel.....yah.....that's the spirit

holla peeps hapi new year

@ stefikal .......some fathers are like that....selfish.......they hinder the passion of their children.....my late father too was a nice and humble man..... and no 1 like a mother

" No one in the world can take the place

of your mother. Right or wrong, from her

viewpoint you are always right. she may

scold you for little things, but never for the

big ones." my mum is a mother, she followed
me up to my room. she hates seeing me sad

even for a seconds. " I'm tired of this world

mum, I don't want to disappoint my dad same

as I don't want to ignore the competition."I

uttered " talk to me son, what is it?" she

asked sobbing.

I told her everything with aching heart.

" son, I know your father is very stubborn.

forget about his taught,this is your life .......

,continue with what you love doing, I will

always be there for you. " mother love is the

fuel that enables a normal human being to

do the impossible."......she pulled me closer and
wiped away the tears of sorrow from my

innocent eyes.

its amazing why my own dad is so mean
to me. " why is he selfish." he didn't even care
about my feelings......" what if I die today, will
he rejoice?"..... my whole life has been

battered by my own blood.

I wonder if it happens in every home". not
too long that my phone began to ring.." Krrr

Krrr" its an unknown number, who could this

be?" I wondered. I silent my phone, put it

aside, never wanted to be disturbed. " Great

works are performed not by strength, but

perseverance.

New is the year, new are the hopes, new is the resolution, new are the spirits, and new are my warm wishes just for u my noble readers. Have a promising and fulfilling New Year.

" if it is the same date, it can't be the same

time" Mubarak utters. " According to the

organizers, the competitors must be at

Malcom- quater- hall at exactly 9.am". I was

furious because that's the exact time the

exam will commence. " what are we going

to do now" Jude asked. ' this is a serious issue

we have to handle with simplicity". olumide

spoke out.

" There is only one way to fail and that is

to quit." we determined to move on. we

strongly believed that all will be well.

" There are no speed limits on the road to
success." " gan- gan- gan" I knocked very

hard. " who dey there naa?..... I go break this

door ooo?" I clamored. my little sister was

there to open the door " what is wrong with

you, are you drunk?" I slamped the door and

didn't respond. As I was going up to my room,
I heard the call of my mum " James,have I not
warned you to stop uttering odd words?..." I

groaned...... " besides, why did you slamp the

door?..... I'm sorry mum, its just that............. "its

just that what son?"........" I will miss the

competition" I said ,sobbing as i rushed up to

my room.

@ Gabriel....... it takes the hammer of persistence to drive the nail of success....soonest, those who are your hindrances..... will come to celebrate you....be strong and never give up on your dreams.....cheers..

@ firestar...........I love ur pix ooooo

The taught of music ranging through my

heart. I never wanted to disobey my dad..........I

had no choice. " It doesn't matter what you

are thinking, or what fear you have, if you

just do it! Action is the only thing that

matters......I can see that at the end of my life,
I am not going to look back and say ( I wish I
had taken more action)". At exactly closing

time, I approach the secretary telling her my

intention to visit my friends for rehearsal.

maybe is right or not. but she blow my mind

with her indispensable words. " you are

awesome" I said to her with a broad smile.

I zoomed straight for rehearsal with open

heart. I didn't even taught of the ills of my

action. " whazup guys, happy to see you"i

greeted with warm heart. we were

happy,very happy to mingle again. Before

rehearsing, Paul said he has a good news for

us. I was so curious to hear the news. " maybe
he brought us costumes". you can imagine

how shocked I was when Paul revealed that
we will hit the stage on the 15th of next

month. " that is the day of my examination" I

said to them. it was as if I had been hitting

with an iron ore. I was emotionally weak.

hahaha naso bros

" share with me your problems, I'm your

Friend" she said. this time, I was touched by

her words. " I should use this opportunity to

express my feelings to her" I said within.

"Time, patience, and perseverance will

accomplish all things."...... " I have passion for

music" I began......I've been facing problems

trying to do what I love doing. my mum is

cool, but my dad won't let me be. he wants

me to study law in school which I have no

passion for. I want to sing. I want to be with

my guys. he had stop me from visiting them.

he wants me to head to the bar, that's why

he pushed me here for training. I'm tired, so

tired of everything. I just feel like running

away". I spoke out with pains, sobbing like a

kid.

" oooooh this is pathetic, I can't believe that

such thing still exist in this age......huch"she

wondered. I couldn't believe I got her

attention. from the heart, signs of tears in her

eyes. I found it hard to reveal my heart to her.
" is she more than

a human?" I asked myself. " life is full of

impediment. you just have to be strong and

never give up on your dreams. if you need

me, don't hesitate to call me". she said calmly.
That was how I didn't express my feelings to

her that moment. though, it was painful

because I had the opportunity to let her know.

"what we do today, right now, will have an

accumulated effect on all of our tomorrows."

" I communicate with my friend, and he

told me you left the chamber at the exact

time.

where did you go to son?" my dad exclaimed.
I was scared to respond because he had told

me to stop attending rehersals........" I'm sorry

dad, but I can't resist rehersals." I spoke out

with tear drops rolling down to my cheek. "

oooh my God, instead of you to study for your
upcoming exam, you attended that crazy

rehersals of yours"............. " please calm down, I
wouldn't want us to wake our neighbours"

my mum pleaded. " I don't care, you better

talk to your son, talk to him, this shouldn't

repeat itself". my dad clamored. my father

was a nature of the beast, he didn't even

apologise to my mum. he left us in a dead air
and zoomed to his room.


" The path to success is to take massive

determined action." I went to the chamber the

following morning with aching heart. my

heart stands still, that was so obvious for

people to notice my condition. I was sitted

alone on a stool beside the main door when

the Secretary approached me. I was scared

and intense because she Is part of my worry.

"To achieve, you must believe something and

want something with all your might. Then

you must be willing to commit yourself to a

course". I trust her, I know I could count on

her. " you look so dull this morning, what's

the problem?" she asked as she placed her

left hand on my lap, and use her soft right

hand to caress my cheek that truly warm my
heart". nothing, its just the whether" I

pretended

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holla peeps...... .....fun dey here ooooo

@ stefikal.....same here

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" when facing a difficult task, act as if you cannot fail." my mum was emotionally weak, she knew that my father will be very hard to control. " A lion" as I referred him to. not too long that I heard my father vociferating. " where is that stupid boy, where is he?" " honey, please calm down, he has gone to bed"......" ooooooh gone to bed!..haaahaaa...you better go up there and wake him up, else I will go by myself." I was depressed, I never will to invite conflict to my home.


" we must all suffer one of two things: The pain of discipline or the pain of regret and disappointment. I couldn't bear the pain any longer, I couldn't bear hearing the voice of my mum sobbing. " I have to face my demons" I said within. As I rushed down to the sitting room, my little sister was already present trying all she can to stop the argument. " Dad I'm here , please forgive me, I promise to never come home late again. and please sir leave my mum out of this,she is innocent." I pleaded.

" oooh my God, I'm finished, its 9pm already" I said anxiously. I picked up my bag and left without saying bye to my friends.

crowd at the bus stop, and no battery to reach my parent. I knew they would have tried to reach me. I had never stay for so long at a bus stop......" I'm in trouble,I'm gonna be roasted..... shit.." as I was thinking of what to tell my parent when I get home, a yellow-black cab packed in front of me ......." oga sir.....you dey go?" I didn't hesitate to reply him " yah, could you please take me to lekki?" I entered the cab and we drove off.

" if you continue to work hard,success will follow you." this time around, my father was a bit much. I was shocked and scared when I saw him outside. " what a night! "..........."what will I tell my father"....I pulled myself together and walked towards him. " I'm sorry for coming home late dad, I didn't get a cab early". my dad uttered no word, I knew I was in trouble. I went straight to the sitting room pleading with my mum to back me up. " son, you know your father...........just go to your room" my mum said anxiously.

I love one thing about your collections........ it has rhymes

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"Maa Mi" a poem by badiru kehinde should hit the FP

Thee, epitome of light,

so pure,that my heart seek,

you plant in me fruit so ripe,

that will live all life, with no spoil.