So I left asaba late Sunday evening and headed to summit park in company of my daughter.


We were actually going to see my son,who's schooling there and also staying with my mum. so we could gift him some supplies and also spend some time with him.

We arrived Steve nnam park quick late,Cox the driver wasn't only mouthed,he was also a drunk with sachet after sachet of action bitter was kissing his blackened lips.

I cud remember several times how we were all cautioning him to take it easy with his driving and him berating us not to teach him his work.

That he has bn driving for donkey of years and how FRSC joyfully gifted him his driver's license free of charge yen yen yen yen.

Interesting

My son was over the moon when he saw us.i saw how his sister lifted him up from the ground and locked themselves in hugs....

Kid yourself not,these 2 Minnie humans were cat and rat whilst we were living together Asin fighting every 4 minutes,my only moment of respite is when they be gone to school aside that....issa banger situation.

My mum cudnt let me drink water drop cup,she was nagging how I loved night trips and how kidnappers are having a field day around that axis....I know say she just wan make me fear.

My lil nephew ogaga looked so grown eeh,chai my boy.he was smiling sheepishly that night
He asked what I brought for him that I have promised him so many things.

I had to unpack....and gave them their loots,my mum was stylishly looking at me,sizing me up,for her mind I knew she must be saying...hmmm see her big yansh .

Give to ceasar what belongs to ceasar...as women wey soji,we have to groove in our own style.

Now picture a warri mum and her daughter grooving in their own style .

Orisa dagbana my mama no dey ever disappoint...phewww Billings start,her doings at times dey Taya me.

How her wrappers are scanty,how she had sowed her wrappers,DStv decoder I suffered to buy in asaba as seed offering to different pastors.

It's really appalling that pastors are still ripping my mum off her properties.
I had to stylishly told her to change the topic Cox my spirit was vexed already.

The next morning I had to wake up on time so as to prepare my nephew and my son for school.


Wahala started after preparing tea and bread for breakfast and I told them to come eat..my nephew whom I have adopted as my first son told me and I quote....

Mummy,no vex I nor won eat!
And I was taken aback,I had to forced him to tell me his reason.

If I eat go school,my brain go shut down,he nor go work again and I go fail for class.
I had to burst out laughing,Cox it was fucking hilarious.

The last thing they had the previous night was bread and suya, which likely he had eaten before we arrived.

I had to forced him to eat,he dipped his bread inside the tea twice,thanked me and requested I packaged the rest of the loaf inside his bag to school which I obliged.


Meanwhile my little dinosaur still got up too and requested I do same for him too,to be frank with doings,I really nor understand wetin dey happen.

I think my mum is doing a good job, training them to her taste .
Unlike when he was in asaba,he knows all the names of the eateries.

My son started telling me to hasten up and take him to school.
I had to throw on my trousers and top and I excitedly walked him to school.

He took me to a lady doing POS and introduce me to her saying...Aunty faski(favour)see my maa'le(mum)she crest shebi?
Lolz @the crest.

I exchanged pleasantries with favour,then I turned to leave,then he dragged me back again...

Mummy wait,E remain this bros!
This is Uncle goddy.

He continued,mummy Uncle goddy makes the baddest egg and bread,the egg and bread dey make sense die.

I exchanged pleasantries again with goddy,and he said...na you really born this pikin?
Me...yes anything?
Goddy...No ooo,you nor look like person wey don drop one,let alone 2

I laughed and bid him bye and zoomed off with my son to School.
I stopped at a local kiosk to get him caprisone but my son stopped me and told me not to buy that his teacher sells.


Immediately we entered the school premises his countenance changed.
I had to squat and asked what happened,my son told me...let's go back home.

I asked him why?
He said he just realized that he didn't slept very well on Sunday night and he needed to go back home and re sleep.

I laughed,he understood the laughter,my local mum last card laughter,I call such laughter **respect yourself or get slewed**

I had to carry him by force because I have bn possessed by the warri spirit.
After all my placating fell on deaf ears.

We entered the class and I intro'ed myself to his teachers,sat him on his seat and promised to come pick him up when school closes.

Immediately I left,I was almost at the school gate when I heard a faint voice calling mummy!mummy!!!

I turned and saw him running towards me..mehn I just weak.

Chisom what's it?
Mummy no vex,abeg use your church mind buy Apple for me.
I had to get him one,bid him bye and sternly warned him to stay in his class and focus.

I must chip in that,the altitude of the class teachers was nutting to commend on.
No commitment,no passion.

I went back home,hoping to come back home and regaled my mum with my son's drama,my mum burst into laughter.


I say make I lay down small stretch my bones, waiting to go pick him back from school,
Few hours later I saw my son appeared inside the house...sweating profusely.

Me and my mum we're just looking at him....
Mummy good after ma, grandma mi'gwo oni.

Be speedingly dropped his bag in the. Sitting room, carried broom and started sweeping the house,me and my mama just dey lookam.


Next thing we heard was....oya maro come inside!come inside nau,come see my mama and my grandma make them know you .

Simply put....my 4 yrs old towed babe come house to come introduce to us...lolxxx

Brb

Lol,please come and continue ..Happy to see a pic of my Campus 2; my alma mater

Heading back home.e enroute asaba
Asaba park no be your mate

Can't really update now,m on transit and the network is busy messy.
I tried updating twice the network just went off and everything wiped off.

Would up date when m home.

I just arrived asaba not quite long I had to rush to the mall to eat,before hunger burst my intestines.

Abraka banga rice,like I literally had to go local and told the woman to sell inside nylon for me

Continuation.
Chisom became impatient and was compelling maro to come inside Asif it was him that rented the apartment for my mum.

Come inside nau maro,come inside you too fear,come see my mama and my grandma so make I carry you go house before them go dey look for you.

Maro in her tiny voice was saying...Bobo you sure!shuoooo imagine this 2 small human beings.

Maro came in and greeted migwo MAA, honestly I was impressed.shes beautiful I must commend.with oversized uniform and beautiful pink bag


My son issa hottie,an adoni with cute dimples
Little woman they troupe after him in droves.

I looked at my mum and we both burst out laughing....my mum told maro to go home,I asked maro if she cud locate her home,she said yes.

Chisom insisted on walking her home...like play like play, motherly instincts told me to meddle in....I asked maro to show me the road to her house,she was pointing at different directions
Simply put if i had let her go....that was how she would have gone missing.

And abraka is the hub-bed of Yahoo boiz.
I became alarmed and had to take her back to the school.

Maro is usually picked by her Grandpa from school every day.

The head teacher was surprised by my gestures and thanked me....I dropped maro in the class and came back home to gist my mum,who obviously has given chisom some smacks on his bum.

This morning I woke up again ...mum was the one that prepared toasted bread and egg and put in their bags,chisom refused eating at home...citing he doesn't want to fail in school
Lolxxxx.

Kai my mum has really colonized these kids big time.
I walked chisom to school,he told me to give him money,which I refused and told him I do not have a faden,he opined that I had some money in my purse....I laughed.

I saw a lady selling banga rice,the packaging was kinda interesting...so I branched and bought inside nylon for my son.


I took him inside his class,thank God no drama I bid him bye and left
I was walking jejely when I heard a very soft whistling (the type used to toast or call a woman's attention)

I turned back and what greeted me was somewhat hilarious... honestly it was his boldness for me .

Come to think of it...Dem dey toast woman for early morning?

The way he boldly said...omote,how fah?
Hell fire dey hawt oh,and hell fire is real lolz.
Make I dey by your side,so I go make ham comfortable for you.

If properly interpreted....He was trying to toast me,and what I understood from the hell fire he meant was my being dark skinned.

My God,you too black....lolxxxx.
Like I said before...it was really his boldness for me

It's like Delta State has a weather of instilling smartness on young children,I love Chisoms smartness.He is too smart for a four year old.Our children for Abuja here too dey do aje-butter.

emmanuelbrown26:

Aunty, hope at d bolded name is not d same lunatic member of this forum that scammed some persons sometime ago?
Back to your story, we are following. Also u hv to do us a favour here and that favour should be on how u hv being managing issues btw husband and wife so that our evening newspaper sisters go learn one or two things, maybe one widower fit show interest for where dem dey. I'm tired of dragging shilo sit with them every year

Your own problem carry you go Shiloh, focus on that and be less bothered what brought others there....you are not better off!

Mindlog:


Your own problem carry you go Shiloh, focus on that and be less bothered what brought others there....you are not better off!

I had to delete his comments.i wonder how some people even reason sef.

Nice write up. But the heading kind of confused me, i thought you went to see your son schooling at Delta State University. Until i started seeing things like caprisome, teachers. Etc.

ahnie:
This morning I woke up again ...mum was the one that prepared toasted bread and egg and put in their bags,chisom refused eating at home...citing he doesn't want to fail in school
Lolxxxx.

Kai my mum has really colonized these kids big time.
I walked chisom to school,he told me to give him money,which I refused and told him I do not have a faden,he opined that I had some money in my purse....I laughed.

I saw a lady selling banga rice,the packaging was kinda interesting...so I branched and bought inside nylon for my son.


I took him inside his class,thank God no drama I bid him bye and left
I was walking jejely when I heard a very soft whistling (the type used to toast or call a woman's attention)

I turned back and what greeted me was somewhat hilarious... honestly it was his boldness for me .

Come to think of it...Dem dey toast woman for early morning?

Banga rice in the morning is cool
I remember those days in Ughelli

Tell Chisom say pikin wey the mama put for back no dey know say road far.

Na where person hand reach e dey hang cloth.

Your story dey always make me laugh....

sageb:


Banga rice in the morning is cool
I remember those days in Ughelli

Especially with oilly jolojolo meat,oh Mai gawd

Slickey:
Tell Chisom say pikin wey the mama put for back no dey know say road far.

Na where person hand reach e dey hang cloth.

No be lie?
Your head dey there.

I laughed at his hilarious lame lines ......
I continued walking,I could hear him saying,reason my mata oh,come make we reason together.

I hasted my steps so I cud catch up with the hawt banga rice vendor.its bn long I ate banga rice and I also wanted buying for my mom and lil daughter.

I met the where she was stationed,with school children surrounding her buy #30 and #50 naira it was really intriguing for me to watch.

I patiently waited in the queue and when it got to my turn I told the lady to sell #500 own to me,but she should sell in 5 nylons.

Omoh the lady response shocked me....madam abeg I dey reason my nylon and here no be ShopRite....lolxxxx
We Sha settled and my loot was handled to me.


The scent from the banga rice was heavenly with my oilly jolojolo meats,I felt ontop the world.

I sped home and spread my loot on the table...mum took one look at me and shook her head...who cares.


Honestly she no go understand how badly I have missed this delicacy.
On my next trip to see my son again, probably March end....I would hunt for coconut rice spot.


I used that hours I have left to do my son's laundry,omoh my back pain me die,must it's a chores I must see to.

Lil man came back from school,met me and his big sis dressed,he insisted we mustn't return back to asaba again.

But go we must...so my daughter can go back to school and I tending to my hustleville Cox I left it in the care of someone.

I knelt down,mum prayed for us,I bid my kids and mum bye and headed straight to the park to board asaba vehicle.

ahnie:
I looked at my mum and we both burst out laughing....my mum told maro to go home,I asked maro if she cud locate her home,she said yes.

Chisom insisted on walking her home...like play like play, motherly instincts told me to meddle in....I asked maro to show me the road to her house,she was pointing at different directions
Simply put if i had let her go....that was how she would have gone missing.

And abraka is the hub-bed of Yahoo boiz.
I became alarmed and had to take her back to the school.

Maro is usually picked by her Grandpa from school every day.

The head teacher was surprised by my gestures and thanked me....I dropped maro in the class and came back home to gist my mum,who obviously has given chisom some smacks on his bum.

The school authorities nor try at all o. Who leaves toddlers to go home on their own from school.

They should do better o