Episode 10 (Finale)
Pamilerin was discharged from the hospital three days after the hospital bills were paid. Mr Nelson had promised to take us home and he did.
Pamilerin soon got really better. In less than two weeks, the POP on her hand was removed and she was free to do some things on her own now, but with care.
None of us resumed school that term. Myself and Busola sometimes hawked for Mummy but she was never comfortable with it.
"I don't want you to become street kids" she will say. But we kept persisting always.
After two months, Mr Nelson brought Pamilerin's sponsorship confirmation. Mummy's joy knew no bounds as she signed the papers.
Pamilerin resumed school the following term. Myself and Busola had to resume to a public school to cut expenses.
We all missed a term in our school session and Mummy feared we might fail drastically. At the end of the term, Busola was outstanding in her class. Though she is intelligent, but it turned out to a great surprise how she came out with such a good result despite all that happened to her months before.
Pamilerin' Math Teacher had given the average people in Primary 5 and 6 a scholarship form for them to fill and to submit with a certain sum.
At first, Mummy felt she doesn't need it but later gave her the money
"You can try it to gain experience" Mummy said.
The scholarship exam came up three weeks after 3rd term resumption and each participant had to travel to the State capital for the exam.
Pamilerin was scared when she saw other pupils from other schools
"This people are more intelligent than me. I should have adhered to what mummy adviced" she almost felt discouraged.
The results was soon out and Pamilerin was one of the best ten pupils that was picked to be sponsored all through their Secondary School.
Mummy couldn't stop singing and dancing when she heard the News.
Pamilerin sponsorship was active and now a scholarship through secondary school when she was almost through with Primary school, I kept admiring her.
The money from Pamilerin's sponsorship was directed to other things including we the elder ones. We soon moved from that slum to a better place and Mummy's business was booming too.
"I can call it a slum now because Oluwapamilerin!" peace out!
*The End*
Wednesday 26 July 2017
PAMILERIN Episode 9
Episode 9
Mummy kept crying through the journey back home. She narrated all her ordeals and what happened to Pamilerin. It was too much for me and I dropped a tear too.
We soon got to Mummy's new abode and I almost puked at the way the surrounding was.
"I came to ask my sister for a financial support for Pamilerin hospital bills" mummy explained as she turned the knobs to a door amongst many that was lined up in rolls.
I dropped my bag and followed her out. She was heading for the hospital.
I met Busola all alone with Pamilerin and Pamilerin was calmly asleep.
"Welcome ma! The Doctor asked us to buy these things." Busola handed a paper with inscription on it to Mummy.
"But I don't have any money with me again" Mummy lamented.
"What are you doing here?" Busola asked shaking my hands
"It's a long story my dear" Mummy replied before I could say a word.
Mummy went out of the hospital ward and I couldn't get my eyes off Pamilerin. I wish there was something I could do to help her.
"I thought schools resumed today. Why are you not in school?" Busola cut me from my thoughts.
I explained my ordeal to her and all that happened while I was away. She also told me how she had to continue working as a Shop Keeper because Mummy can't afford her school fees at the moment and since it's a new school year, she needs new books and that will attract more expenses.
A cough from Pamilerin stopped our conversation. We both rushed to her bed side like she was about to fall. She gave me a faint smile and I smiled back, holding her left hand. She soon slept off again.
"The Doctor said those drugs will make her strong again, but where is the money to get them quickly?" Busola said as we both sat on the vacant bed in the ward.
Mummy soon came in with a man. We were not sure of his identity, but at least mummy was smiling so there was no reason to fear.
We greeted this man and he answered casually, rushing towards Pamilerin.
"I'm sorry about this ma! I never knew it will become this serious." said the man turning to Mummy.
"I came to your shop the next day and someone told me you had left. I just came around this area to buy some things when I saw you from a distance" continued the man now resting his arm on the bed head.
Mummy explained how she was kicked out of the shop that day and how Pamilerin got to the hospital "I was there to see if any of my neighbor there could lend me some money to buy the prescription for Pamilerin" Mummy explained to the man.
"He's Mr. Nelson. The man that hit Pamilerin" Busola whispered.
Mr. Nelson and Mummy both went out and they came back a moment later with a Doctor and a Nurse carrying a tray containing some things.
We were asked to leave the room and we all trooped out to wait at the door.
Some days later, Pamilerin could sit up and joke, smile and talk with us. We had to stay with her while Mummy went to get money.
Mr. Nelson came again and this time with some strangers. We heard them talking with Mummy but we didn't understand what they were saying because we didn't hear them clearly.
They gave Mummy a file and Mr Nelson gave her some money as usual, like he was used to it or it was a compulsion.
"They are going to sponsor Pamilerin till age eighteen!" Mummy exclaimed rushing into the hospital ward
"They have agreed to pay her hospital bills and they will be here tomorrow to sort the payment out." Mummy fell on her knees crying.
I couldn't stop smiling where I was sitting even though a part of me wished I was the one being sponsored...
What Next?
Mummy kept crying through the journey back home. She narrated all her ordeals and what happened to Pamilerin. It was too much for me and I dropped a tear too.
We soon got to Mummy's new abode and I almost puked at the way the surrounding was.
"I came to ask my sister for a financial support for Pamilerin hospital bills" mummy explained as she turned the knobs to a door amongst many that was lined up in rolls.
I dropped my bag and followed her out. She was heading for the hospital.
I met Busola all alone with Pamilerin and Pamilerin was calmly asleep.
"Welcome ma! The Doctor asked us to buy these things." Busola handed a paper with inscription on it to Mummy.
"But I don't have any money with me again" Mummy lamented.
"What are you doing here?" Busola asked shaking my hands
"It's a long story my dear" Mummy replied before I could say a word.
Mummy went out of the hospital ward and I couldn't get my eyes off Pamilerin. I wish there was something I could do to help her.
"I thought schools resumed today. Why are you not in school?" Busola cut me from my thoughts.
I explained my ordeal to her and all that happened while I was away. She also told me how she had to continue working as a Shop Keeper because Mummy can't afford her school fees at the moment and since it's a new school year, she needs new books and that will attract more expenses.
A cough from Pamilerin stopped our conversation. We both rushed to her bed side like she was about to fall. She gave me a faint smile and I smiled back, holding her left hand. She soon slept off again.
"The Doctor said those drugs will make her strong again, but where is the money to get them quickly?" Busola said as we both sat on the vacant bed in the ward.
Mummy soon came in with a man. We were not sure of his identity, but at least mummy was smiling so there was no reason to fear.
We greeted this man and he answered casually, rushing towards Pamilerin.
"I'm sorry about this ma! I never knew it will become this serious." said the man turning to Mummy.
"I came to your shop the next day and someone told me you had left. I just came around this area to buy some things when I saw you from a distance" continued the man now resting his arm on the bed head.
Mummy explained how she was kicked out of the shop that day and how Pamilerin got to the hospital "I was there to see if any of my neighbor there could lend me some money to buy the prescription for Pamilerin" Mummy explained to the man.
"He's Mr. Nelson. The man that hit Pamilerin" Busola whispered.
Mr. Nelson and Mummy both went out and they came back a moment later with a Doctor and a Nurse carrying a tray containing some things.
We were asked to leave the room and we all trooped out to wait at the door.
Some days later, Pamilerin could sit up and joke, smile and talk with us. We had to stay with her while Mummy went to get money.
Mr. Nelson came again and this time with some strangers. We heard them talking with Mummy but we didn't understand what they were saying because we didn't hear them clearly.
They gave Mummy a file and Mr Nelson gave her some money as usual, like he was used to it or it was a compulsion.
"They are going to sponsor Pamilerin till age eighteen!" Mummy exclaimed rushing into the hospital ward
"They have agreed to pay her hospital bills and they will be here tomorrow to sort the payment out." Mummy fell on her knees crying.
I couldn't stop smiling where I was sitting even though a part of me wished I was the one being sponsored...
What Next?
PAMILERIN Episode 8
PAMILERIN by O'nezer
Episode 8
That evening, the caretaker of the shop came for the rent. He had promised to kick Mummy out if she couldn't pay the pending rent
"there are a lot of people who are ready to pay. You have to go!" he had said.
Mummy quickly took the money Mr. Nelson gave Pamilerin together with the little she had sold for the day, but it didn't even sum up to half of the rent.
She showed it to the man, but he was adamant and kept insisting on throwing her and her goods out. Some other shop owners were already there pleading on her behalf, but it all fell on his deaf ears.
She called a tricycle and started packing her goods into bags. Her immediate neighbor came around to help her pack and console her as she couldn't stop crying even if she tried.
Everything was set and when herself and Pamilerin was out of the shop, she looked back and sniffed deeply, "we really have to leave this place." she said helping Pamilerin down the steep stairs.
She pleaded with the Landlord to allow her leave her goods at an empty passage in the corner of the house. He agreed and she moved the goods there.
Busola came home to the bad news and she joined in crying too until she was tired.
Later that night Pamilerin started getting worse. She was wailing bitterly in pains. They couldn't watch her through the night in such pain.
Mummy rushed to call a co-tenant who had a car and Pamilerin was rushed to the hospital. After much test and X-rays, it was discovered that she had "Green stick fracture." her hands in POP was three times its size.
She was admitted to the hospital and Mummy had to deposit all the money on her to commence treatment.
When it was day break, she left Pamilerin with Busola and head for her sister’s place where I, Ayomide, live.
Mummy got there 9:15am and she met Ayomide washing a car in front of the house. She was hoping to see her sisters kids too but the house was empty.
"Ayomide, why are you not in school?" Mummy asked.
I only smiled and said "nothing."
"Where is your Aunty?" she asked
"She is upstairs" I told her making a turn like to show her the way.
"You look somehow different? I know it's been a while I saw you last but, Ayomide are you alright?" she felt really concerned and couldn't leave me.
"I am not fine Mummy" I smiled tearfully.
"I have become an house boy here and I have not been in school all the while. I am an errand boy to all the children in the house even those younger than me." I explained.
She was out of words and kept staring at me. She wanted to speak but it seems the words were locked up in her throat.
"You haven't been feeding well or feeding at all too?" she said feeling my hands and my neck.
"Yes" I smiled
"It serves as my punishment each time I delay to do a task."
"I'm done for!" Mummy clapped her hands on her head.
Her sister came out at that instance. She was rushing out mumbling some words. Apparently she was coming to lash me for not washing the car on time.
"Oh Bimpe, how are you doing? I didn't know you were here o!" she said quite scared than confident.
"And you couldn't bring her inside Ayomide?" she asked directing mummy to come inside.
Mummy refused to follow her. She broke down in tears and vent her heart out to her sister
"You are the least person I expected this from. I never knew you to be this wicked."
"I didn't do anything!" My Aunty tried to defend herself. But she couldn't find the right words for defense.
"Ayomide, go inside and pack your things. You are leaving here with me right now!" Mummy said angrily.
I tried to feign like I didn't want to go but immediately I saw her eyes turning towards me, I quickly dropped the napkin in my hand and rushed in.
When I came out, I met my Aunt and mum in a serious uproar. Mummy took my hand and we left the house.......
Episode 8
That evening, the caretaker of the shop came for the rent. He had promised to kick Mummy out if she couldn't pay the pending rent
"there are a lot of people who are ready to pay. You have to go!" he had said.
Mummy quickly took the money Mr. Nelson gave Pamilerin together with the little she had sold for the day, but it didn't even sum up to half of the rent.
She showed it to the man, but he was adamant and kept insisting on throwing her and her goods out. Some other shop owners were already there pleading on her behalf, but it all fell on his deaf ears.
She called a tricycle and started packing her goods into bags. Her immediate neighbor came around to help her pack and console her as she couldn't stop crying even if she tried.
Everything was set and when herself and Pamilerin was out of the shop, she looked back and sniffed deeply, "we really have to leave this place." she said helping Pamilerin down the steep stairs.
She pleaded with the Landlord to allow her leave her goods at an empty passage in the corner of the house. He agreed and she moved the goods there.
Busola came home to the bad news and she joined in crying too until she was tired.
Later that night Pamilerin started getting worse. She was wailing bitterly in pains. They couldn't watch her through the night in such pain.
Mummy rushed to call a co-tenant who had a car and Pamilerin was rushed to the hospital. After much test and X-rays, it was discovered that she had "Green stick fracture." her hands in POP was three times its size.
She was admitted to the hospital and Mummy had to deposit all the money on her to commence treatment.
When it was day break, she left Pamilerin with Busola and head for her sister’s place where I, Ayomide, live.
Mummy got there 9:15am and she met Ayomide washing a car in front of the house. She was hoping to see her sisters kids too but the house was empty.
"Ayomide, why are you not in school?" Mummy asked.
I only smiled and said "nothing."
"Where is your Aunty?" she asked
"She is upstairs" I told her making a turn like to show her the way.
"You look somehow different? I know it's been a while I saw you last but, Ayomide are you alright?" she felt really concerned and couldn't leave me.
"I am not fine Mummy" I smiled tearfully.
"I have become an house boy here and I have not been in school all the while. I am an errand boy to all the children in the house even those younger than me." I explained.
She was out of words and kept staring at me. She wanted to speak but it seems the words were locked up in her throat.
"You haven't been feeding well or feeding at all too?" she said feeling my hands and my neck.
"Yes" I smiled
"It serves as my punishment each time I delay to do a task."
"I'm done for!" Mummy clapped her hands on her head.
Her sister came out at that instance. She was rushing out mumbling some words. Apparently she was coming to lash me for not washing the car on time.
"Oh Bimpe, how are you doing? I didn't know you were here o!" she said quite scared than confident.
"And you couldn't bring her inside Ayomide?" she asked directing mummy to come inside.
Mummy refused to follow her. She broke down in tears and vent her heart out to her sister
"You are the least person I expected this from. I never knew you to be this wicked."
"I didn't do anything!" My Aunty tried to defend herself. But she couldn't find the right words for defense.
"Ayomide, go inside and pack your things. You are leaving here with me right now!" Mummy said angrily.
I tried to feign like I didn't want to go but immediately I saw her eyes turning towards me, I quickly dropped the napkin in my hand and rushed in.
When I came out, I met my Aunt and mum in a serious uproar. Mummy took my hand and we left the house.......
What Next
PAMILERIN Episode 7
By O'nezer
Episode 7
"Will you just be calm and start getting used to it!" Mummy exclaimed furiously.
Busola felt shocked. She hasn't seen her mum in such mood in a long while.
Mummy walked pass her to the door calling out for Pamilerin.
"Aunty welcome!" she greeted Busola with a warm smile.
"Are you growing or what? Within some months you have changed from the Pamilerin I use to know." said Busola as she pulled Pamilerin closer.
"'Pamilerin, I know all that had happened this school year affected your result. But I don't want you to relax. You have to shake it off and be the Pamilerin I use to know. You are intelligent and you can do better than this, don't let our situation get you distracted. I will do all I can to see you through school." Mummy spoke to Pamilerin from a corner of the room.
"But those your father’s relatives, God will....." she choked and left the room like she was off to get something.
Pamilerin and Busola stared at each other and gave a deep sigh.
It's been a year already after dad's demise. Mummy's shop rent was now due for payment or she will be kicked out of the shop.
"Busola is to resume school and with at least, half of the term fee before she would be allowed in the hostel. Pamilerin school fees can still wait till the mid of the school term. But what about her books? She needs new books. They both need new books" a knock on the door brought Mummy back from her thoughts.
Pamilerin was behind the man knocking with bandages on her head and her right hand in a POP.
"Jesus! What happened to you My dear" she rushed out of the chair rubbing her hands all over Pamilerin.
"What happened to her" she asked amidst tears.
"She... I... I mistakenly hit her while she was hawking. I'm really sorry about this ma. I promise to visit her always till she gets better" the man who had brought Mummy out of her thoughts said.
"Not now! Not my baby!" Mummy cried.
After a while, she was calm and she made Pamilerin lay down in a corner of the store.
"Here are the drugs prescribed for her. The dosage is written on it" said the man handing over the drugs to her.
"Please ma, help me buy her beverages with this" he handed her some sum of money.
"I am Mr Nelson. I will be coming back to check on her till she gets better" he bade his farewell and asked if that is Mummy's shop and if he will always meet her there.
Mummy is an easy going woman and she didn't see a need to call the police as advised by other shop owners near her.
She kept watching Pamilerin grit in pain and when she couldn't take it anymore, she closed the shop and they both went home.
That night was a sleepless night has Pamilerin couldn't sleep and she had to be taken to a nearby clinic by Busola and my Mum.
Mummy spent almost all the money on her to pay the bills. She would have stayed home to watch over Pamilerin, but that will mean a cashless tomorrow for her. She kept deliberating till she decided to take Pamilerin with her to the shop.
"Your sister has gone to her shop and I can't leave you here all alone by yourself in this condition."
They were both in the shop for over an hour when Mr. Nelson came again.
He and Mum spoke on the sleepless night and what pain her daughter might be going through.
He put some amount of money in Pamilerin's hand where she was laying before he left.
The other shop owners said "there is more to this man that is coming back every day o" Mummy only smiled in response.....
What Next
Episode 7
"Will you just be calm and start getting used to it!" Mummy exclaimed furiously.
Busola felt shocked. She hasn't seen her mum in such mood in a long while.
Mummy walked pass her to the door calling out for Pamilerin.
"Aunty welcome!" she greeted Busola with a warm smile.
"Are you growing or what? Within some months you have changed from the Pamilerin I use to know." said Busola as she pulled Pamilerin closer.
"'Pamilerin, I know all that had happened this school year affected your result. But I don't want you to relax. You have to shake it off and be the Pamilerin I use to know. You are intelligent and you can do better than this, don't let our situation get you distracted. I will do all I can to see you through school." Mummy spoke to Pamilerin from a corner of the room.
"But those your father’s relatives, God will....." she choked and left the room like she was off to get something.
Pamilerin and Busola stared at each other and gave a deep sigh.
It's been a year already after dad's demise. Mummy's shop rent was now due for payment or she will be kicked out of the shop.
"Busola is to resume school and with at least, half of the term fee before she would be allowed in the hostel. Pamilerin school fees can still wait till the mid of the school term. But what about her books? She needs new books. They both need new books" a knock on the door brought Mummy back from her thoughts.
Pamilerin was behind the man knocking with bandages on her head and her right hand in a POP.
"Jesus! What happened to you My dear" she rushed out of the chair rubbing her hands all over Pamilerin.
"What happened to her" she asked amidst tears.
"She... I... I mistakenly hit her while she was hawking. I'm really sorry about this ma. I promise to visit her always till she gets better" the man who had brought Mummy out of her thoughts said.
"Not now! Not my baby!" Mummy cried.
After a while, she was calm and she made Pamilerin lay down in a corner of the store.
"Here are the drugs prescribed for her. The dosage is written on it" said the man handing over the drugs to her.
"Please ma, help me buy her beverages with this" he handed her some sum of money.
"I am Mr Nelson. I will be coming back to check on her till she gets better" he bade his farewell and asked if that is Mummy's shop and if he will always meet her there.
Mummy is an easy going woman and she didn't see a need to call the police as advised by other shop owners near her.
She kept watching Pamilerin grit in pain and when she couldn't take it anymore, she closed the shop and they both went home.
That night was a sleepless night has Pamilerin couldn't sleep and she had to be taken to a nearby clinic by Busola and my Mum.
Mummy spent almost all the money on her to pay the bills. She would have stayed home to watch over Pamilerin, but that will mean a cashless tomorrow for her. She kept deliberating till she decided to take Pamilerin with her to the shop.
"Your sister has gone to her shop and I can't leave you here all alone by yourself in this condition."
They were both in the shop for over an hour when Mr. Nelson came again.
He and Mum spoke on the sleepless night and what pain her daughter might be going through.
He put some amount of money in Pamilerin's hand where she was laying before he left.
The other shop owners said "there is more to this man that is coming back every day o" Mummy only smiled in response.....
What Next
PAMILERIN Episode 6
PAMILERIN
Episode 6
Mummy had opened the shop and went out. She didn't tell us where she was up to and she had been gone for many hours that now worth our fear.
There was so much "why are you not in school?" from other shop keepers nearby and we only replied with "nothing."
Hungry and worried, we sat on a wooden chair in front of the shop. We sold the things we knew the price and when we are not sure of the price "we ask them to come back that mummy isn't around."
We were really worried and Pamilerin was already crying when it was mid-afternoon and Mummy was nowhere to be found.
After a while, we saw her coming from a distance and Pamilerin rushed to meet her. Mummy collapsed on the floor right there before the shop and heaved a deep sigh.
"I'm sorry I left you people without telling you were I was going" she pleaded like she was trying to regain her strength.
Mummy bought some food from a canteen in the shopping center. We all ate and she said "pick your bags, we are going out. Just a bag each" she said.
After what seems like a hour of driving, the taxi came to a halt before a gate in an estate. The houses in the estate looked bigger than our house. Well, it is now our former house.
A gate man opened the gate upon the first knock and he greeted us in a funny accent.
The gate man took the bag from Pamilerin and muttered something like "it is too heavy for her age."
When we came into the house, it was a big surprise to see that my mum's elder sister who had said "Bimpe its okay..." after dad's demise lives in a place this big.
"Daddy never allowed us to visit people anyhow so how would I have known" I thought, trying to justify myself.
She gave us a chilled cup of juice as she sat beside Mummy.
The interior of the house didn't catch our attention so much. The only difference with the house is that "it is bigger than our house. Former house!" I corrected as I kept looking around.
"Let me lead you to your room" my Aunty said and she lead the way to a room quite big like my room. But the bed in here is bigger. I told myself.
"We will be here for some days till I secure a place where we can move to." Mummy told us as we undressed to bath.
The day for us to move came and mummy told me I will have to be here for a while.
"She has promised to take good care of you and she will pay your school fees" she tried to cheer me up. But I really wanted to go with her. I didn't like the idea of living with someone.
"Don't worry dear, you will be fine here. Just be a good boy and I will be checking on you too." Mummy encouraged me as she sat in my Aunts car and Pamilerin followed suit waving me goodbye with one hand and using the other to dab her teary eyes.
I watched the car as it zoomed out of the gate and I looked around at my new house. I rushed inside and cried till I was satisfied.
Mummy and Pamilerin moved in to a room apartment somewhere in town. They now had to share the same bathroom and toilet.
Pamilerin will always complain of being bullied by other tenants kids when Mummy is away.
There were frequent fights with co-tenants fighting over a thing or the other.
It took a while for Pamilerin to get used to this lifestyle and when she finally did, no one could cross her path without having a taste of her gall.
It was the end of a school year already. Mummy went to bring Busola to their new abode. Everything about the place felt strange
"About 10 families living in the same compound?" she turned to her mum to confirm like her mum wasn't sure of what she was saying.
Pamilerin had returned from school and she was in the backyard playing with other kids. She had left her result on the only bed in the room that also served as both chair and table in the room.
Mummy had sighted it immediately she dropped her bag, but Busola was busy looking around like she was in a museum.
"My baby performance is really poor this school year" Mummy lamented.
"Is this how you sleep with the windows broken like this? Busola asked pointing to the shattered window before her.
"Will you just be calm and start getting used to it!" Mummy exclaimed angrily...
Watch out for the next series
Episode 6
Mummy had opened the shop and went out. She didn't tell us where she was up to and she had been gone for many hours that now worth our fear.
There was so much "why are you not in school?" from other shop keepers nearby and we only replied with "nothing."
Hungry and worried, we sat on a wooden chair in front of the shop. We sold the things we knew the price and when we are not sure of the price "we ask them to come back that mummy isn't around."
We were really worried and Pamilerin was already crying when it was mid-afternoon and Mummy was nowhere to be found.
After a while, we saw her coming from a distance and Pamilerin rushed to meet her. Mummy collapsed on the floor right there before the shop and heaved a deep sigh.
"I'm sorry I left you people without telling you were I was going" she pleaded like she was trying to regain her strength.
Mummy bought some food from a canteen in the shopping center. We all ate and she said "pick your bags, we are going out. Just a bag each" she said.
After what seems like a hour of driving, the taxi came to a halt before a gate in an estate. The houses in the estate looked bigger than our house. Well, it is now our former house.
A gate man opened the gate upon the first knock and he greeted us in a funny accent.
The gate man took the bag from Pamilerin and muttered something like "it is too heavy for her age."
When we came into the house, it was a big surprise to see that my mum's elder sister who had said "Bimpe its okay..." after dad's demise lives in a place this big.
"Daddy never allowed us to visit people anyhow so how would I have known" I thought, trying to justify myself.
She gave us a chilled cup of juice as she sat beside Mummy.
The interior of the house didn't catch our attention so much. The only difference with the house is that "it is bigger than our house. Former house!" I corrected as I kept looking around.
"Let me lead you to your room" my Aunty said and she lead the way to a room quite big like my room. But the bed in here is bigger. I told myself.
"We will be here for some days till I secure a place where we can move to." Mummy told us as we undressed to bath.
The day for us to move came and mummy told me I will have to be here for a while.
"She has promised to take good care of you and she will pay your school fees" she tried to cheer me up. But I really wanted to go with her. I didn't like the idea of living with someone.
"Don't worry dear, you will be fine here. Just be a good boy and I will be checking on you too." Mummy encouraged me as she sat in my Aunts car and Pamilerin followed suit waving me goodbye with one hand and using the other to dab her teary eyes.
I watched the car as it zoomed out of the gate and I looked around at my new house. I rushed inside and cried till I was satisfied.
Mummy and Pamilerin moved in to a room apartment somewhere in town. They now had to share the same bathroom and toilet.
Pamilerin will always complain of being bullied by other tenants kids when Mummy is away.
There were frequent fights with co-tenants fighting over a thing or the other.
It took a while for Pamilerin to get used to this lifestyle and when she finally did, no one could cross her path without having a taste of her gall.
It was the end of a school year already. Mummy went to bring Busola to their new abode. Everything about the place felt strange
"About 10 families living in the same compound?" she turned to her mum to confirm like her mum wasn't sure of what she was saying.
Pamilerin had returned from school and she was in the backyard playing with other kids. She had left her result on the only bed in the room that also served as both chair and table in the room.
Mummy had sighted it immediately she dropped her bag, but Busola was busy looking around like she was in a museum.
"My baby performance is really poor this school year" Mummy lamented.
"Is this how you sleep with the windows broken like this? Busola asked pointing to the shattered window before her.
"Will you just be calm and start getting used to it!" Mummy exclaimed angrily...
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Sunday 23 July 2017
PAMILERIN Episode 5
PAMILERIN
Story by O'nezer
Episode 5
"We are here for the car" one of them said.
Unknown to us, Mummy had been looking for buyers for Daddys car. They had paid in full into Mummy's account and they were here for the car and its documents.
Mummy opened the gate and we all trooped in. She went into the house and in some minutes she came out with a file.
"That must be the documents of the car" I said to myself wishing I could stop the sale of the car and provide the money. I kept thinking as the men checked out each slip of paper in the file.
Some minutes later, one of the men ignited the car and myself and Pamilerin was directed by mummy to open the gate for them.
We could see tears playing around in Mummy's eyes, Like she was fighting for them to remain there and play a little and not in anyway stroll on her cheeks.
When Busola came back that evening, she was shocked not to see dad's car where it had been packed for months.
"Where is the car?" was what she asked immediately she came in to the house. Mummy explained to her and that night, the house was unusually quiet as we only gave each other a stare till the time of prayer.
The money from the car was just enough for our school fees and Mummy kept the rest to stock the house with food and to buy some things to replenish her shop.
We were growing and our clothes were now becoming old and skimpy, but Mummy told us that isn't the next thing for now.
On the second day of resumption I came home and met Pamilerin panting and crying at the gate.
"What is wrong with you? Why are you crying?" I rushed to her to confirm. Upon coming close, I could hear shouts and screams from the house. I quickly rushed in.
Mummy was rolling on the floor and some of my dad's relative were in the house.
My uncle whom we stayed with after the burial was standing in a corner of the room looking furious. They all looked agitated and I greeted them, but without a response from any of them.
I walked up to where mummy was laying down with Pamilerin following me. I squat beside Mummy and asked her what was going on
"They have asked us to move out of the house Ayomide! They have been calling me names for selling their brother's car without their consent." Mummy wailed bitterly and Pamilerin joined her too.
I didnt know what to do. I looked at their faces and it all seemed made up to see us out of the house before they leave.
I knelt and pleaded with them too, but they didn't give me a side look.
Mummy finally stood up and asked us to go pack our things
"Help Pamilerin with Busola's luggage too" she beckoned
They all stood back and watch as we moved our bags out of the house one after the other. Our continuous cry didn't move any of them an inch.
Mummy waved down a taxi and it took us to her shop. It was already getting late and most shops around were closed for the day.
We moved our luggage in and cleared the goods littered around on the floor to a place. In no time we had enough space on the floor that could contain all three of us for the night.
Mummy went out and soon came back with a loaf of bread and some drinks. We had that for the night and she closed the shop from the inside.
It was stuffy and cold on that floor. They were scary sounds from outside and everywhere seems strange. I tried to imagine what Pamilerin might be thinking but most importantly, what might be going through Mummy's mind.
The night was extremely quiet save for the quacks from the night hawks and the funny sounds of things running helter skelter in the shop. That night seems to be the longest night of my life and same with Pamilerin.
She told me in the morning of how scared she was all through the night. She said
"Each time I opened my eyes, I felt like someone was looking at me and when I close them, it seems something was here to carry me away." she explained and a tear dropped.
Obviously there was no way we could get to school that day
"Busola is lucky. She is in a boarding school and she will be in school today" Pamilerin tapped me where I was sitting in the corner of the shop.
"But how will she know where we are when they are on holiday?" She asked as she sat beside me.
"Mummy will tell her during their parent visiting day" I told her. I haven't even thought of that myself. I had only been thinking of spending another night in this scary shop.
Mummy had opened the shop and went out. She didn't tell us where she was up to and she had been gone for many hours that now worth our fear........
What happens next?
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 5
"We are here for the car" one of them said.
Unknown to us, Mummy had been looking for buyers for Daddys car. They had paid in full into Mummy's account and they were here for the car and its documents.
Mummy opened the gate and we all trooped in. She went into the house and in some minutes she came out with a file.
"That must be the documents of the car" I said to myself wishing I could stop the sale of the car and provide the money. I kept thinking as the men checked out each slip of paper in the file.
Some minutes later, one of the men ignited the car and myself and Pamilerin was directed by mummy to open the gate for them.
We could see tears playing around in Mummy's eyes, Like she was fighting for them to remain there and play a little and not in anyway stroll on her cheeks.
When Busola came back that evening, she was shocked not to see dad's car where it had been packed for months.
"Where is the car?" was what she asked immediately she came in to the house. Mummy explained to her and that night, the house was unusually quiet as we only gave each other a stare till the time of prayer.
The money from the car was just enough for our school fees and Mummy kept the rest to stock the house with food and to buy some things to replenish her shop.
We were growing and our clothes were now becoming old and skimpy, but Mummy told us that isn't the next thing for now.
On the second day of resumption I came home and met Pamilerin panting and crying at the gate.
"What is wrong with you? Why are you crying?" I rushed to her to confirm. Upon coming close, I could hear shouts and screams from the house. I quickly rushed in.
Mummy was rolling on the floor and some of my dad's relative were in the house.
My uncle whom we stayed with after the burial was standing in a corner of the room looking furious. They all looked agitated and I greeted them, but without a response from any of them.
I walked up to where mummy was laying down with Pamilerin following me. I squat beside Mummy and asked her what was going on
"They have asked us to move out of the house Ayomide! They have been calling me names for selling their brother's car without their consent." Mummy wailed bitterly and Pamilerin joined her too.
I didnt know what to do. I looked at their faces and it all seemed made up to see us out of the house before they leave.
I knelt and pleaded with them too, but they didn't give me a side look.
Mummy finally stood up and asked us to go pack our things
"Help Pamilerin with Busola's luggage too" she beckoned
They all stood back and watch as we moved our bags out of the house one after the other. Our continuous cry didn't move any of them an inch.
Mummy waved down a taxi and it took us to her shop. It was already getting late and most shops around were closed for the day.
We moved our luggage in and cleared the goods littered around on the floor to a place. In no time we had enough space on the floor that could contain all three of us for the night.
Mummy went out and soon came back with a loaf of bread and some drinks. We had that for the night and she closed the shop from the inside.
It was stuffy and cold on that floor. They were scary sounds from outside and everywhere seems strange. I tried to imagine what Pamilerin might be thinking but most importantly, what might be going through Mummy's mind.
The night was extremely quiet save for the quacks from the night hawks and the funny sounds of things running helter skelter in the shop. That night seems to be the longest night of my life and same with Pamilerin.
She told me in the morning of how scared she was all through the night. She said
"Each time I opened my eyes, I felt like someone was looking at me and when I close them, it seems something was here to carry me away." she explained and a tear dropped.
Obviously there was no way we could get to school that day
"Busola is lucky. She is in a boarding school and she will be in school today" Pamilerin tapped me where I was sitting in the corner of the shop.
"But how will she know where we are when they are on holiday?" She asked as she sat beside me.
"Mummy will tell her during their parent visiting day" I told her. I haven't even thought of that myself. I had only been thinking of spending another night in this scary shop.
Mummy had opened the shop and went out. She didn't tell us where she was up to and she had been gone for many hours that now worth our fear........
What happens next?
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PAMILERIN Episode 4
PAMILERIN
Story by O'nezer
Episode 4
I don't know if I dropped the picture I was holding or it left my hand, but I found myself in the kitchen where the scream came from.
Mummy and Pamilerin was already there and I found Mummy crying while Busola was panting around the kitchen like she just had a fight with someone.
"What is going on here? Why the scream? Mummy why are you crying again?" I asked and before the words left my lips;
"when you will never come to the kitchen because Daddy says you are a man and you have no business in the kitchen, how will you know what is wrong? Spoilt brat!" she cut in angrily.
"Now is the time to unite and not fight my dear" Mummy calmed her down tearfully.
It was when we got to the living room I understood what had happened. All the valuable electronics were missing in the kitchen.
When Mummy finally made it to her room, which used to be hers and dad's, she realized some things were missing from Daddy's luggage too.
His silver wrist watch that was given to him by a foreign friend during his last birthday was missing too.
"And your dad loves that wrist watch so much." Mummy sniffed.
"Now you know what your father people are capable of doing. You can all see it and I know you understand" Mummy said as she drew us closer, sobbing and praying for us.
That evening, we had to bring out an abandoned gas stove to prepare our meal.
Daddy loved gadgets and he loves his electronic appliance to be new or averagely new to prevent any hazard, he will say.
We soon attuned to a new lifestyle without dad. Mummy had a shop in town and her sales from there was what we lived on.
Daddy's Family seems to have forgotten we still exist and mum didn't want to bother anyone in her own family except those who gave voluntarily.
Our house with five rooms seems to be of no use anymore. Mummy contemplated selling it, but she was scared of dad's family reaction.
Busola was in a private school. Her school fees were due. She was soon sent out of school with a note not to resume the following term except the pending fee is cleared.
Mummy wept bitterly upon seeing the note. We all brought a note home from our different schools. Pamilerin who was in a Federal school, one of the best schools in town was Mummy's major concern.
Pamilerin seems to be a precocious girl and daddy had wanted the best school for her so she will be able to improve. But it seems all hope is lost now. Mummy lamented.
"I will run around for the money" Mummy assured us.
During the holidays, myself and Pamilerin hawked my mum's good around town. It was far from home so we had no fear of being seen by our neighbors children. But at a point we cared less
"we just have to eat" we will tease each other.
Busola was now a shop keeper for someone in town too. She earned little from it because her boss always complained of missing goods and she had to deduct the money for the goods from her salary.
A week to resumption, we left the shop early. When we got home, we saw some men at the gate. Though they seem like strangers but mummy welcomed them so well.
"We are here for the car" one of them said...
What happened next?
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 4
I don't know if I dropped the picture I was holding or it left my hand, but I found myself in the kitchen where the scream came from.
Mummy and Pamilerin was already there and I found Mummy crying while Busola was panting around the kitchen like she just had a fight with someone.
"What is going on here? Why the scream? Mummy why are you crying again?" I asked and before the words left my lips;
"when you will never come to the kitchen because Daddy says you are a man and you have no business in the kitchen, how will you know what is wrong? Spoilt brat!" she cut in angrily.
"Now is the time to unite and not fight my dear" Mummy calmed her down tearfully.
It was when we got to the living room I understood what had happened. All the valuable electronics were missing in the kitchen.
When Mummy finally made it to her room, which used to be hers and dad's, she realized some things were missing from Daddy's luggage too.
His silver wrist watch that was given to him by a foreign friend during his last birthday was missing too.
"And your dad loves that wrist watch so much." Mummy sniffed.
"Now you know what your father people are capable of doing. You can all see it and I know you understand" Mummy said as she drew us closer, sobbing and praying for us.
That evening, we had to bring out an abandoned gas stove to prepare our meal.
Daddy loved gadgets and he loves his electronic appliance to be new or averagely new to prevent any hazard, he will say.
We soon attuned to a new lifestyle without dad. Mummy had a shop in town and her sales from there was what we lived on.
Daddy's Family seems to have forgotten we still exist and mum didn't want to bother anyone in her own family except those who gave voluntarily.
Our house with five rooms seems to be of no use anymore. Mummy contemplated selling it, but she was scared of dad's family reaction.
Busola was in a private school. Her school fees were due. She was soon sent out of school with a note not to resume the following term except the pending fee is cleared.
Mummy wept bitterly upon seeing the note. We all brought a note home from our different schools. Pamilerin who was in a Federal school, one of the best schools in town was Mummy's major concern.
Pamilerin seems to be a precocious girl and daddy had wanted the best school for her so she will be able to improve. But it seems all hope is lost now. Mummy lamented.
"I will run around for the money" Mummy assured us.
During the holidays, myself and Pamilerin hawked my mum's good around town. It was far from home so we had no fear of being seen by our neighbors children. But at a point we cared less
"we just have to eat" we will tease each other.
Busola was now a shop keeper for someone in town too. She earned little from it because her boss always complained of missing goods and she had to deduct the money for the goods from her salary.
A week to resumption, we left the shop early. When we got home, we saw some men at the gate. Though they seem like strangers but mummy welcomed them so well.
"We are here for the car" one of them said...
What happened next?
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PAMILERIN Episode 3
Story by O'nezer
Episode 3
In my Uncle house, we were offered meals that we couldn't take due to the heavy heart from losing dad.
Both my dad and mum's family had agreed that it wouldn't be proper for us to return to our house. They said we should overcome the pain a little before moving back.
The first day in my uncle's house was quite as everyone was sober and they all seem to move in a coded way like any movement will invite a ghost to the house.
After taking our bath the next day, we were served hot tea and bread. My kid sister almost ate all the bread given to her. I took all my tea with a little bread while Busola and my mum only drank their tea.
My uncle's wife came to persuade them to eat, but she gave up when they were both unyielding.
The day soon came to an end and it seems we were all accepting reality or probably it was just dawning on us that daddy is dead and we have to move on.
I was only eleven years old when daddy died and Busola my elder sister was 14years old while Pamilerin, my kid sister was 8years old.
I was in Jss2, while Busola was in SS1 and Pamilerin in primary 4. We were all in different schools. That was Daddy's wish and we will never be able to understand why he separated our schools.
The following day my uncle's wife had started engaging me in little errands. She said she doesn't want me to keep lamenting,
"Ayomide, you are the man of the house so you have to be strong." she said while placing her hands on my shoulder.
I soon felt eased of the pain that I will never see daddy again, but a part of me couldn't get my mind off that night and how it all unfold.
My uncle had a son about my age, we played together and talked together but when it comes to errands, "Ayomide!" will be called for.
The few days of living with them, my name and that of Busola almost became a national anthem.
With my uncle speaking in hush tones with his wife and we becoming errands masters, mummy couldn't take it anymore. The attention and sympathy from them only lasted for two days and by the third day, no guest came around to visit her again.
Five days later Mummy asked us to pack our things. My uncle had brought some clothes for us from our home. We packed and Mummy told Uncle that we were ready to go back home tomorrow, he didn't object
"it will be better. So that you will be able to overcome the pain quickly" was his response.
We got home the next day and when we got in, everywhere seems strange. Our uncle had brought us there in his car but he left some minutes after saying he needs to meet up with a meeting in the office.
Aside the fact that Daddy's chair was empty and we couldn't hear his voice anywhere around the house, the whole place felt different and after some moments of staring at Daddy's portrait on the wall, Mummy began to cry uncontrollably.
We cried along and kept consoling each other until we had cried our eyes out and felt relieved.
Mummy laid back on the couch and we all went to our different rooms.
I walked around my room, sat on my bed and stood up to walk around again
"Ayomide, is this what it means to lose your dad? I wish I was a bit older." I said to myself as I reached out for a picture of dad and myself that was pinned to the wall by me.
I recalled the day we took the picture and how I teased daddy that I will look more cute in the picture than he is. We had a striking resemblance and no one could doubt the fact that I am the biological child of Mr. Oluseun Adams.
Those were the thoughts going through my head when I heard Busola scream...
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Episode 3
In my Uncle house, we were offered meals that we couldn't take due to the heavy heart from losing dad.
Both my dad and mum's family had agreed that it wouldn't be proper for us to return to our house. They said we should overcome the pain a little before moving back.
The first day in my uncle's house was quite as everyone was sober and they all seem to move in a coded way like any movement will invite a ghost to the house.
After taking our bath the next day, we were served hot tea and bread. My kid sister almost ate all the bread given to her. I took all my tea with a little bread while Busola and my mum only drank their tea.
My uncle's wife came to persuade them to eat, but she gave up when they were both unyielding.
The day soon came to an end and it seems we were all accepting reality or probably it was just dawning on us that daddy is dead and we have to move on.
I was only eleven years old when daddy died and Busola my elder sister was 14years old while Pamilerin, my kid sister was 8years old.
I was in Jss2, while Busola was in SS1 and Pamilerin in primary 4. We were all in different schools. That was Daddy's wish and we will never be able to understand why he separated our schools.
The following day my uncle's wife had started engaging me in little errands. She said she doesn't want me to keep lamenting,
"Ayomide, you are the man of the house so you have to be strong." she said while placing her hands on my shoulder.
I soon felt eased of the pain that I will never see daddy again, but a part of me couldn't get my mind off that night and how it all unfold.
My uncle had a son about my age, we played together and talked together but when it comes to errands, "Ayomide!" will be called for.
The few days of living with them, my name and that of Busola almost became a national anthem.
With my uncle speaking in hush tones with his wife and we becoming errands masters, mummy couldn't take it anymore. The attention and sympathy from them only lasted for two days and by the third day, no guest came around to visit her again.
Five days later Mummy asked us to pack our things. My uncle had brought some clothes for us from our home. We packed and Mummy told Uncle that we were ready to go back home tomorrow, he didn't object
"it will be better. So that you will be able to overcome the pain quickly" was his response.
We got home the next day and when we got in, everywhere seems strange. Our uncle had brought us there in his car but he left some minutes after saying he needs to meet up with a meeting in the office.
Aside the fact that Daddy's chair was empty and we couldn't hear his voice anywhere around the house, the whole place felt different and after some moments of staring at Daddy's portrait on the wall, Mummy began to cry uncontrollably.
We cried along and kept consoling each other until we had cried our eyes out and felt relieved.
Mummy laid back on the couch and we all went to our different rooms.
I walked around my room, sat on my bed and stood up to walk around again
"Ayomide, is this what it means to lose your dad? I wish I was a bit older." I said to myself as I reached out for a picture of dad and myself that was pinned to the wall by me.
I recalled the day we took the picture and how I teased daddy that I will look more cute in the picture than he is. We had a striking resemblance and no one could doubt the fact that I am the biological child of Mr. Oluseun Adams.
Those were the thoughts going through my head when I heard Busola scream...
What next?
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PAMILERIN Episode 2
Story by O'nezer
Episode 2
"He will kill me with words tonight." I murmured within.
Every other day "In Jesus name we pray" was the only thing I normally hear because I really don't know how I always end up sleeping off. My younger sister or mum will be the one to tap me and I'll end up screaming "Amen" thinking we were still praying.
But Daddy's faint voice was now scary. I could hear groans like someone in pain but I was just too scared to open my eyes.
A screeching scream from my mum made me open my eyes. My eyes met with Busola and we both gave a scary but confused shrug.
"Mummy what is wrong with Daddy?"
We all asked in unison as we three bent over Daddy not knowing what to do.
Mummy stood up panting heavily around the room. Praying and pleading to dad to have mercy on her
"You can't leave me now. Our youngest child is just 8years old!" she would exclaim.
Busola at the other end was wailing bitterly. My little sister, 'Lerin as I fondly call her was sitting confused yet crying like to follow suit with the ladies.
My body seems glued to the ground where I was partially laying. I felt I was dreaming but a part of me kept telling me it was real.
After a while of panting and crying, Mummy rushed out of the room and Busola followed. I was too weak to stand up so I laid down there.
After a long minute, Mummy finally appeared, rushing in with a neighbor and Busola rushing to meet up with them.
"Daddy Busola! Daddy Busola!!" our neighbor called out.
"No time to cry. Let us rush him to the hospital!" Mr. James said picking Daddy's hand off the floor.
Mummy, Mr. James and Busola carried dad in a hurried way. I have always known Daddy to be strong but the way his body dangled as they rushed him out made me lose it. I couldn't fight back the tears anymore.
Two hours later, Mummy and our neighbor's wife came in. Myself and my sister, Pamilerin had being staring at each other without uttering a word.
Mum came in repeating the words "he is dead. Why me?" this made us rush and cling to her feet on the floor where she had collapsed to cry her heart out.
"Bimbe, it's okay." My Mum's elder sister consoled. She had rushed over to stay with mum as soon as she had the news of dad's death.
The house was full with guest trooping in and out every now and then. We were well known in Church and dad held a high rank in the office, this made it much easier for my dad "Mr. Oluwaseun Adams" death to invite sympathizers.
But all I wanted was for dad to come back.
Daddy's Family was around too. They gave little or no attention to mum who seems like she just dropped a heavy load. They were like; everything about mum is none of their business.
After the family meeting, they agreed to bury dad a week later and the agenda for the burial was divided as a role to each member of Dad's Family.
"Dust for dust and ashes for ashes" though I was just eleven, but I can still remember those words clearly.
After the prayer from our Church Pastor which was filled with cries and wails rather than the usual "Amen" that normally chorused a prayer, one of dad's younger brothers drove us to his home.
What Next?
Episode 2
"He will kill me with words tonight." I murmured within.
Every other day "In Jesus name we pray" was the only thing I normally hear because I really don't know how I always end up sleeping off. My younger sister or mum will be the one to tap me and I'll end up screaming "Amen" thinking we were still praying.
But Daddy's faint voice was now scary. I could hear groans like someone in pain but I was just too scared to open my eyes.
A screeching scream from my mum made me open my eyes. My eyes met with Busola and we both gave a scary but confused shrug.
"Mummy what is wrong with Daddy?"
We all asked in unison as we three bent over Daddy not knowing what to do.
Mummy stood up panting heavily around the room. Praying and pleading to dad to have mercy on her
"You can't leave me now. Our youngest child is just 8years old!" she would exclaim.
Busola at the other end was wailing bitterly. My little sister, 'Lerin as I fondly call her was sitting confused yet crying like to follow suit with the ladies.
My body seems glued to the ground where I was partially laying. I felt I was dreaming but a part of me kept telling me it was real.
After a while of panting and crying, Mummy rushed out of the room and Busola followed. I was too weak to stand up so I laid down there.
After a long minute, Mummy finally appeared, rushing in with a neighbor and Busola rushing to meet up with them.
"Daddy Busola! Daddy Busola!!" our neighbor called out.
"No time to cry. Let us rush him to the hospital!" Mr. James said picking Daddy's hand off the floor.
Mummy, Mr. James and Busola carried dad in a hurried way. I have always known Daddy to be strong but the way his body dangled as they rushed him out made me lose it. I couldn't fight back the tears anymore.
Two hours later, Mummy and our neighbor's wife came in. Myself and my sister, Pamilerin had being staring at each other without uttering a word.
Mum came in repeating the words "he is dead. Why me?" this made us rush and cling to her feet on the floor where she had collapsed to cry her heart out.
"Bimbe, it's okay." My Mum's elder sister consoled. She had rushed over to stay with mum as soon as she had the news of dad's death.
The house was full with guest trooping in and out every now and then. We were well known in Church and dad held a high rank in the office, this made it much easier for my dad "Mr. Oluwaseun Adams" death to invite sympathizers.
But all I wanted was for dad to come back.
Daddy's Family was around too. They gave little or no attention to mum who seems like she just dropped a heavy load. They were like; everything about mum is none of their business.
After the family meeting, they agreed to bury dad a week later and the agenda for the burial was divided as a role to each member of Dad's Family.
"Dust for dust and ashes for ashes" though I was just eleven, but I can still remember those words clearly.
After the prayer from our Church Pastor which was filled with cries and wails rather than the usual "Amen" that normally chorused a prayer, one of dad's younger brothers drove us to his home.
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PAMILERIN Episode 1
PAMILERIN
Story by O'nezer
Episode 1
On the 8 of August 1995, Dad and mum got back from church a few minutes past 8pm.
My kid sister and I rushed out to get dad's bag and mum's small bag.
While I was carrying Daddy's bag, my kid sister on the other hand was so curious to know if mum had bought her the popcorn and groundnut she promised to get for us when going out in the morning.
We all went into the house. Dad to his room and mum went straight to the kitchen to know if food is ready.
"Busola, what did you cook for us oh? We are so hungry and you know your dad had a long tiring day" Mum asked my big sister who was all alone in the house but didn't see a need to rush out to our parents like we did.
"The little stew that is left in the pot was all I managed to use to make this concoction rice. I assigned my kid sister to have it all in the food flask to keep it warm." Busola explained.
Dad was done with refreshing himself and he was already waiting in the dining room expecting mum to undress and join him also in the dining room.
It was a quarter past 10 when myself, Busola, my little sister and my mum was in dad's room talking about different issues.
Dad said "let us pray. Tomorrow is Sunday; we shouldn't be late for the service."
I ought to kneel down as well as others but I don't know why I felt a bit reluctant to kneel.
In a glimpse, I saw dad lying down and not leading the prayer.
His eyes was fixed on me and it made me feel he was giving me that look of "you are not in the prayer mood" and I quickly knelt down even though his sudden posture was strange to me.
While waiting for the prayer to commence, the hoarse voice that usually kick start the prayer was very faint.
Daddy occasionally do lay down on the floor to pray and I believe it was one of those days..
I knew the look in his eyes was not so good and I began to fear the aftermath of his reaction after the prayer,
"He will kill me with words tonight." I murmured within....
To be continued
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 1
On the 8 of August 1995, Dad and mum got back from church a few minutes past 8pm.
My kid sister and I rushed out to get dad's bag and mum's small bag.
While I was carrying Daddy's bag, my kid sister on the other hand was so curious to know if mum had bought her the popcorn and groundnut she promised to get for us when going out in the morning.
We all went into the house. Dad to his room and mum went straight to the kitchen to know if food is ready.
"Busola, what did you cook for us oh? We are so hungry and you know your dad had a long tiring day" Mum asked my big sister who was all alone in the house but didn't see a need to rush out to our parents like we did.
"The little stew that is left in the pot was all I managed to use to make this concoction rice. I assigned my kid sister to have it all in the food flask to keep it warm." Busola explained.
Dad was done with refreshing himself and he was already waiting in the dining room expecting mum to undress and join him also in the dining room.
It was a quarter past 10 when myself, Busola, my little sister and my mum was in dad's room talking about different issues.
Dad said "let us pray. Tomorrow is Sunday; we shouldn't be late for the service."
I ought to kneel down as well as others but I don't know why I felt a bit reluctant to kneel.
In a glimpse, I saw dad lying down and not leading the prayer.
His eyes was fixed on me and it made me feel he was giving me that look of "you are not in the prayer mood" and I quickly knelt down even though his sudden posture was strange to me.
While waiting for the prayer to commence, the hoarse voice that usually kick start the prayer was very faint.
Daddy occasionally do lay down on the floor to pray and I believe it was one of those days..
I knew the look in his eyes was not so good and I began to fear the aftermath of his reaction after the prayer,
"He will kill me with words tonight." I murmured within....
To be continued
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Wednesday 12 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 8
Story by O'nezer
Episode 8 {Finale}
Wale tried to go back to his daily activities hoping it would distract his mind a bit but he couldn't get his mind off the demise especially Ayomide
"Maybe she wants to live on in my mind and maybe that was why I saw that girl in the hospital looking just like her" he lamented.
Wale moved back to his apartment a month later partially strong enough to move on but he only looked strong enough to the eyes "we almost lost him too you know" Wale's dad said to his wife as they watched him drive out of the gate into the open street.
"Welcome back home!" Wale threw himself into the couch "I wish you were here to kiss me welcome" he stared at the portrait of Josephine on the wall but before he could settle in with the thought his phone beeped.
"Wale, where are you?" His friend Gideon asked on the other end
"I'm back at my apartment" Wale replied.
"I'll be there in some minutes" Gideon said.
Ten minutes later Gideon rushed into the house "I know I shouldn't say this but I saw a girl today and she looks so much like... Like... Ayomide" Wale stood up in a hurry to get what his friend was saying
"Don't do this to me" Wale warned as he recalled the girl he met at the entrance of the hospital.
"I heard seeing someone who looks like our lost loved ones can help us overcome the loss quickly. I can take you to her, that is, if you want to" Gideon continued.
"Not a bad idea" Wale agreed after a brief moment of thought.
Gideon was in a haste to take Wale to the restaurant where he saw the girl "What if she had left already..." many thoughts rushed through Gideon's mind as he drove towards the restaurant
"But what will her father feel seeing me trying to be his daughter's friend?" Wale asked.
Gideon shrugged as Wale packed his car before the restaurant "I don't know why I'm doing this but I think we should see how it unfolds first" Gideon encouraged.
"Joan!" Wale screamed in disbelief
"What are you doing here?" Wale continued walking up to Joan his girl during his service year.
"I've been in this area for a year now. I own this place" Joan smiled astonished and feeling bitter at the same time.
"It's one of the best restaurant around" Gideon called out from behind looking everywhere to get a glimpse of the little girl he came for.
"So what should we serve you?" Joan asked smiling at the men who looked curious and Gideon who now seemed more curious saw a girl who happens to be Joan's daughter run past Joan.
"That's the girl" Gideon pointed not minding Joan's presence.
"What girl?" Joan asked the two.
"Please I'm sorry for everything I did to you then" Wale had waited behind just to plead with Joan knowing fully well the girl is most likely the pregnancy he insisted on aborting five years ago during NYSC.
Joan was adamant and refused Wale's plea.
Six months later Joan and Wale settled their differences. Though Joan had cursed to make Wale pay for every pain she went through and the wasted years of taking care of his daughter under much pressure and sometimes penury as she couldn't stand the disappointing look from her parents.
"I hope this teaches you and other friends like you a lesson not to drag what they can't handle" Wale's mum snapped meeting Joan and her daughter Precious who happens to be Mrs Richardson first grandchild.
"She really looks like Ayomide" Wale's dad complimented as he approved Wale and Joan's idea of getting married.
The END.
Thanks for reading so far, you can tell us the lesson you've learnt so far and other comments as well.
Other stories by O'nezer
1. Pamilerin
2. Wedding Reception
3. Last Sunday Evening
4. End of the tunnel
5. Dark Path
6. Facebook fiancé
7. Adopted
8. Adebimpe
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Episode 8 {Finale}
Wale tried to go back to his daily activities hoping it would distract his mind a bit but he couldn't get his mind off the demise especially Ayomide
"Maybe she wants to live on in my mind and maybe that was why I saw that girl in the hospital looking just like her" he lamented.
Wale moved back to his apartment a month later partially strong enough to move on but he only looked strong enough to the eyes "we almost lost him too you know" Wale's dad said to his wife as they watched him drive out of the gate into the open street.
"Welcome back home!" Wale threw himself into the couch "I wish you were here to kiss me welcome" he stared at the portrait of Josephine on the wall but before he could settle in with the thought his phone beeped.
"Wale, where are you?" His friend Gideon asked on the other end
"I'm back at my apartment" Wale replied.
"I'll be there in some minutes" Gideon said.
Ten minutes later Gideon rushed into the house "I know I shouldn't say this but I saw a girl today and she looks so much like... Like... Ayomide" Wale stood up in a hurry to get what his friend was saying
"Don't do this to me" Wale warned as he recalled the girl he met at the entrance of the hospital.
"I heard seeing someone who looks like our lost loved ones can help us overcome the loss quickly. I can take you to her, that is, if you want to" Gideon continued.
"Not a bad idea" Wale agreed after a brief moment of thought.
Gideon was in a haste to take Wale to the restaurant where he saw the girl "What if she had left already..." many thoughts rushed through Gideon's mind as he drove towards the restaurant
"But what will her father feel seeing me trying to be his daughter's friend?" Wale asked.
Gideon shrugged as Wale packed his car before the restaurant "I don't know why I'm doing this but I think we should see how it unfolds first" Gideon encouraged.
"Joan!" Wale screamed in disbelief
"What are you doing here?" Wale continued walking up to Joan his girl during his service year.
"I've been in this area for a year now. I own this place" Joan smiled astonished and feeling bitter at the same time.
"It's one of the best restaurant around" Gideon called out from behind looking everywhere to get a glimpse of the little girl he came for.
"So what should we serve you?" Joan asked smiling at the men who looked curious and Gideon who now seemed more curious saw a girl who happens to be Joan's daughter run past Joan.
"That's the girl" Gideon pointed not minding Joan's presence.
"What girl?" Joan asked the two.
"Please I'm sorry for everything I did to you then" Wale had waited behind just to plead with Joan knowing fully well the girl is most likely the pregnancy he insisted on aborting five years ago during NYSC.
Joan was adamant and refused Wale's plea.
Six months later Joan and Wale settled their differences. Though Joan had cursed to make Wale pay for every pain she went through and the wasted years of taking care of his daughter under much pressure and sometimes penury as she couldn't stand the disappointing look from her parents.
"I hope this teaches you and other friends like you a lesson not to drag what they can't handle" Wale's mum snapped meeting Joan and her daughter Precious who happens to be Mrs Richardson first grandchild.
"She really looks like Ayomide" Wale's dad complimented as he approved Wale and Joan's idea of getting married.
The END.
Thanks for reading so far, you can tell us the lesson you've learnt so far and other comments as well.
Other stories by O'nezer
1. Pamilerin
2. Wedding Reception
3. Last Sunday Evening
4. End of the tunnel
5. Dark Path
6. Facebook fiancé
7. Adopted
8. Adebimpe
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Monday 10 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 7
Story by O'nezer
Episode 7
Two years later life turned a new leaf for Wale. The happy marriage became sour since the day he got a phone call asking him to rush down to the family hospital after which he was told his wife and two year old daughter are in a critical condition after a ghastly car-crash"
Wale couldn't believe his ears "no it can't be..." he dialed Josephine's number but there was no one at the receiving end. He dashed to his car in the parking lot with the speed of light.
"God please keep my treasure for me" Wale kept praying.
Getting to the hospital, he was welcomed with the presence of His parents and youngest sister in deep tears "I need to see them" Wale screamed bitterly.
"Not now" Wale's dad pulled him closer leading him to the Doctor's office as he was unsure of how Wale would take the News if he broke it to Wale himself.
"I don't understand!" Wale cried as tears streamed down his face.
"I'm sorry sir but we did all we could to save them" the Doctor explained.
"Your best was not enough!" Wale screamed hitting the table before him refusing to be consoled by his dad's calming.
"A dead wife that is three weeks pregnant and my beautiful Ayomi, but why?" Wale cried.
The journey back home from the hospital was a bitter one for the family as they were all quiet amidst sniffs. No one dared to utter a word to Wale all through "Wale loved this girl with his soul, how is he going to cope?" Wale's dad shook his head at the thought.
Wale became a known stranger to the family after the burial "my past must be catching up with me" Wale cried alone in his apartment. He had refused the offer of his youngest sister staying with him "I'll be fine" he said.
"Wale, Wale!" Wale's younger sister screamed meeting Wale laying on the bare floor gasping for breath. It had been a week since he came to the office after the one year remembrance of Josephine and Ayomide's demise.
"He has a stomach ulcer. It seems he hasn't been eating for a while and it's beginning to affect him rapidly" The Doctor said.
"I'm done for!" Wale's mum screamed as his dad placed his hand on his chin staring at the Doctor.
"Please, do all you can to save him alive" Wale's dad pleaded.
Wale was hospitalized for almost two weeks. The Doctor kept him on observation and gave him antidepressants drugs to keep him on check before being discharged
"Sir, you have to pull yourself together. You can't undo what has happened" the Doctor advised after discharging him.
"Wow!... This girl looks like young Ayomide" Wale's sister beckoned to her mum in a whisper as they were stepping out of the hospital.
"What is it with your imagination now?" Her mum shrugged but Wale already heard the whisper. Making a turn to see the child, he saw a girl about five years old looking so much like his Ayomide.
"Ayomi" Wale called out beside his father.
He rushed to meet the child who was being held by the hand by a woman who didn't look like Josephine or any woman he had ever met
"I'm sorry. She looks so much like my daughter" Wale pleaded with the woman who was holding the little girl hand.
Wale walked back to join the crew who had been watching him from a distance "Wale, you need to man up" Wale's dad warned as they all got into the car
"But how can you man up when all you love crushes before your face in a twinkle" he turned to his father with a questioning look as he slammed the car door close.
The drive home was quiet saving the songs coming from Wale's sister phone from the back seat.
"She looks so much like my Ayomi" was all that went through Wale's mind till they got to the Estate gate of his parents house.
"You can't go back there all by yourself" Wale's parents turned down his plea to go back to his apartment.
"Oh Ayomi" Wale blew into the air as he alighted from the car.
What next?
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Episode 7
Two years later life turned a new leaf for Wale. The happy marriage became sour since the day he got a phone call asking him to rush down to the family hospital after which he was told his wife and two year old daughter are in a critical condition after a ghastly car-crash"
Wale couldn't believe his ears "no it can't be..." he dialed Josephine's number but there was no one at the receiving end. He dashed to his car in the parking lot with the speed of light.
"God please keep my treasure for me" Wale kept praying.
Getting to the hospital, he was welcomed with the presence of His parents and youngest sister in deep tears "I need to see them" Wale screamed bitterly.
"Not now" Wale's dad pulled him closer leading him to the Doctor's office as he was unsure of how Wale would take the News if he broke it to Wale himself.
"I don't understand!" Wale cried as tears streamed down his face.
"I'm sorry sir but we did all we could to save them" the Doctor explained.
"Your best was not enough!" Wale screamed hitting the table before him refusing to be consoled by his dad's calming.
"A dead wife that is three weeks pregnant and my beautiful Ayomi, but why?" Wale cried.
The journey back home from the hospital was a bitter one for the family as they were all quiet amidst sniffs. No one dared to utter a word to Wale all through "Wale loved this girl with his soul, how is he going to cope?" Wale's dad shook his head at the thought.
Wale became a known stranger to the family after the burial "my past must be catching up with me" Wale cried alone in his apartment. He had refused the offer of his youngest sister staying with him "I'll be fine" he said.
"Wale, Wale!" Wale's younger sister screamed meeting Wale laying on the bare floor gasping for breath. It had been a week since he came to the office after the one year remembrance of Josephine and Ayomide's demise.
"He has a stomach ulcer. It seems he hasn't been eating for a while and it's beginning to affect him rapidly" The Doctor said.
"I'm done for!" Wale's mum screamed as his dad placed his hand on his chin staring at the Doctor.
"Please, do all you can to save him alive" Wale's dad pleaded.
Wale was hospitalized for almost two weeks. The Doctor kept him on observation and gave him antidepressants drugs to keep him on check before being discharged
"Sir, you have to pull yourself together. You can't undo what has happened" the Doctor advised after discharging him.
"Wow!... This girl looks like young Ayomide" Wale's sister beckoned to her mum in a whisper as they were stepping out of the hospital.
"What is it with your imagination now?" Her mum shrugged but Wale already heard the whisper. Making a turn to see the child, he saw a girl about five years old looking so much like his Ayomide.
"Ayomi" Wale called out beside his father.
He rushed to meet the child who was being held by the hand by a woman who didn't look like Josephine or any woman he had ever met
"I'm sorry. She looks so much like my daughter" Wale pleaded with the woman who was holding the little girl hand.
Wale walked back to join the crew who had been watching him from a distance "Wale, you need to man up" Wale's dad warned as they all got into the car
"But how can you man up when all you love crushes before your face in a twinkle" he turned to his father with a questioning look as he slammed the car door close.
The drive home was quiet saving the songs coming from Wale's sister phone from the back seat.
"She looks so much like my Ayomi" was all that went through Wale's mind till they got to the Estate gate of his parents house.
"You can't go back there all by yourself" Wale's parents turned down his plea to go back to his apartment.
"Oh Ayomi" Wale blew into the air as he alighted from the car.
What next?
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CORPER WALE Episode 6
Episode 6
"Wale when did you become like this?" Wale's dad called him into his library for what he often called "men's talk"
"I'll turn a new leaf" Wale promised knowing what refusal to comply would cost him.
For a month Wale was active in his father's company "now I can boldly say you are working with me" Wale's dad applauded Wale seeing the change in his son.
"You know, I've always had it in mind that I'll retire and hand over everything to Wale" Wale's dad said to his wife during one of their discussions "but I was scared of what was becoming of Wale and what will become of my investment."
"I'm glad he's changing but I pray he isn't pretending" Wale's mum who was uncertain about her son holding on to the new guy he seemed to be. But all the while Wale was being influenced by Josephine, a girl he had met and taken for a slut only to realize his tactics for getting her was already making him fall in love "I have never felt this way for any woman before."
Wale met Josephine in an hotel reception. Since the usual believe was anyone found in an hotel environment and not working there must be there as a slut, Wale concluded she must be one and started tracking her trail.
"You don't have to pull any stunt to get me. Just be yourself" Josephine told Wale knowing what he was up to.
"I don't like your lifestyle. I was waiting for my Boss in the hotel you saw me the first day we met. He came to book for reservations for some guests we were expecting" Josephine explained leaving Wale stunned but he was still bent on having a taste of Josephine but unknown to him Josephine would have the greater influence on him.
"Promise me one thing" Josephine said on one of their outings.
"Anything for you my dear" Wale responded in his most responsible tone flashing a bright smile.
"You must turn a new leaf. I am not comfortable perceiving the stench of alcohol in your mouth every other day" Josephine grimaced.
Wale had promised to turn a new leaf,"anything to have her" he had said and he tried to adjust,also following his dad's advice too. He became a new man,far different from the Wale his friends knew before.
"Wale, konji is really powerful o. See how this babe refashioned our guy" one of his friends hailed during a birthday party of one of his cliques.
Wale and Josephine became an item known to all. His parents loved Josephine and same with his sisters who were specially fond of Josephine. Josephine being a bit older than Wale's immediate younger sister and almost having the same body size with the two sisters gave Wale's sister great advantage of using Josephine things."Big sis, I have taken this o" they will say going through Josephine bag whenever she came around.
Josephine was more like family
"My daughter, You are special to me" Wale's mum would say to her. She admired her so much.
They soon got married. Both parents after meeting each other made Wale's family understand what Josephine was made of.
"Less wonder she is this nice. She's the product of a combination of beautiful hearts" Wale's dad appraised Josephine parents.
Josephine looked breathtaking in her attire for the traditional wedding "no doubt I married an Angel" Wale whispered to his best man beside him.
"I know I didn't make a mistake" Wale smiled as Josephine walked closer to him to unveil her.
The wedding was a merry one. A day to remember for the couple and all present. They were soon blessed with a pretty baby girl. She was an admiration to all.
"Ayomide, my joy from my queen" Wale said during the child's dedication.
Two years later life turned a new leaf for Wale...
What next?
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CORPER WALE Episode 5
Story by O'nezer
Episode 5
Joan cried all through the night without a consolation from Wale who kept turning on the bed beside her. It was a long night with no word from the two.
Joan was determined to keep the baby come what may,'even if it means staying back in Abuja to fend for myself till Wale agrees to take me home" Joan had concluded unknown to her what Wale would conclude on.
"See, you have to move out now" Wale said the next morning without even a good morning first. Joan feigned dumb as she couldn't believe her ears
"You heard me right? You can't stay here if you'll be keeping the baby" Wale said more audibly the second time turning away from Joan as he said it, but Joan who felt a volcano erupting within her stood up, giving Wale an hard slap as she rushed to the toilet to cry her eyes out.
The emotional torture Joan received from Wale was more than she could take "I wish he could just beat me up instead of this torture." Joan cried in frustration.
She had to wait on NYSC allowance that month before she could buy herself a satisfying lunch. Wale had stopped all the outings and he refused to stock the house with foodstuffs like he normally do.
Eating outdoor became a lifestyle with Wale "when she's tired she would leave" he had concluded.
Wale watched as Joan packed her boxes to move out "I have found a place for the one month I have left. Thank you Wale" Joan said as she pulled her box behind her and sniffed,collecting her smaller bag from the bed.
Wale heaved a deep sigh as Joan closed the door "finally..." he cried out falling back to his bed.
Joan went away to live with a fellow Corp member for a month before her NYSC year rolled out. Wale and Joan still see each other everyday in the school but they ignored each other like strangers. Staffs of the school knew how close the duo were. They even called Joan 'Mrs Richardson' but no one dared to ask as they always refused to talk about the distance between them with anyone.
Joan's stomach was already protruding during the send forth programme the school organized for them but she could still cover up as it was only a small bump then.
Wale and Joan looked at each other one last time as Wale smiled boarding a bike back to his apartment "she wants to put me in trouble. My parents can fend for it but I'm not interested" Wale mused and the ride back to his apartment seemed to be the best ride since the day he stepped foot in the school.
Joan felt bad about all that happened during her service year. She felt bitter going back home with a rejected pregnancy while her parents plans for her was to further with her Masters degree "I have nowhere to go than home" Joan's mind ran wild as they drove pass the confluence State, heading towards her destination.
Joan's heart beat faster as she alighted from the taxi before her house "I pray only my siblings will be at home" She stirred at the gate of her house.
She could hear the shouts of her cousin and siblings saying "Aunty Joanna is back." They all rushed to embrace her but she held on to her bag trying to use that as a cover for her stomach.
The revealing of her pregnancy was a disappointment to the family "we wish you got married before this" Joan's dad said in a tone of disappointment.
Months rolled by and Joan gave birth to a baby girl with a father who had continued with his perverse lifestyle that was now obvious to his parents who had tried everything to correct him to no avail.
"You shouldn't have allowed him to serve far away from home like that" Wale's mum blamed his dad as the cause of their son new lifestyle.
What next?
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Friday 7 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 4
Story by O'nezer
Episode 4
"But I need my privacy" Joan declined.
Wale tried his possible best to keep Joan with him. His monthly allowance from home made it easier to maintain himself and Joan too "I don't have to roam around during this one year of service. I can have her all to myself" Wale smiled sheepishly alone.
"I don't have a choice than to accept your offer. You're just impossible" Joan grinned collecting the money for her new apartment from Wale "I'll be here with you" Joan agreed and the duo cohabit all through.
Wale's mum had called him severally "won't you even come home for the holidays. Even if it's just two days?" she complained.
"But I don't have anything to do over there now" Wale kept saying and turned her down severally. He had agreed to come over once but only when Joan was pregnant. Wale had needed money urgently as Joan had a little complication due to the abortion she had. One would think that act will make Wale vouch for protection during sex, but "I love it raw" he constantly declined Joan's plea.
That wasn't their first abortion. In fact it wasn't their first abortion but the second in almost a year "I don't want to get pregnant only to abort the baby again" Joan complained but Wale had his charm. He always coerced her into the mood "she always says that" he'll mock within.
Service year wouldn't have been more fun without having Joan cohabit with him. He had all the time to practice all his escapades.
Anytime Joan tried to dissuade him,he would work his way by saying sweet words to her,take her out and buy her anything she needed with the money he had and with that he always had his way with her.
Time went by and Joan realized she was pregnant again.
"Not again" Joan cried as she saw the two red thin lines that confirmed her suspicion.
"Wale, I'm pregnant and don't even think of bringing up any idea" Joan rushed out of the toilet to Wale who was busy with his phone in the living room.
"Awwww... Are you serious" Wale dropped his phone, feeling concerned like he always feigned.
Wale walked up to Joan putting his arms around Joan waist "I am sorry for putting you through much stress" he brushed his cheeks on Joan's, breathing into her ears as he whispered "just this once please"
Joan removed his hands from her waist "you are not the one going through the pain so I won't expect less of that" Joan dried a tear from her eyes.
"This would be the third time in a year. Don't be so irrational. The last time, I almost lost my life to it" Joan continued in much fury.
"But We can't keep this baby. We only have two months to the end of the service and I don't think you would want to go home with a protruding belly knowing so well what that would spell for you" Wale tried to convince her based on all Joan had told him about her family.
"Just this once and you'll be fine" Wale pleaded
"I never knew you could come up with such suggestion after all I went through the last time" Joan cried out.
"If I can't go home I will follow you home. After all we would eventually get married" Joan smirked.
Joan last words about marriage seem to create a fire within Wale "but we never agreed to ever get married" Wale walked back to his phone beating the floor with his feet
"What gave you the impression that I'll marry you?" Wale hissed from his seat but each word pierced Joan as she felt stupid and used.
"But... But... But" was all she could utter in defense.
What next?
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Thursday 6 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 3
Story by O'nezer
Episode 3
"I don't want to invade on your privacy. Don't worry" Joan said but Wale was stubbornly unyielding
"I'll let you be only when you say yes" Wale winked. He was impossible to Joan and she had to succumb.
"I'll move in with you till I get a place" Joan gave a wry smile that showed her dissatisfaction.
"Thank you! You are a gem and I'm grateful you didn't turn me down" Wale bent over to kiss Joan but she waved him away "not so fast my dear."
Wale offered to pay for her transport fare to his house. Wale's joy was unfathomable "yes... This is the moment I've been waiting for" Wale smiled as the thought flashed through his mind.
Joan being a graduate of Philosophy from University of Uyo had never been away from home just like Wale. Cohabiting was something she had never tried before "but it should be fun" Joan encouraged herself.
Beautiful and radiant with a perfect figure, Wale couldn't wait to have his fill of her. He admired Joan every morning and tried to be a gentleman as he had promised nothing bad will happen.
Wale slept in the living room every night. He always cringed on the rugged floor every night "how can I get this girl without painting myself black before her?" Wale planned tactics every night but he was never bold enough to walk into the room where Joan slept.
Joan on the other hand felt Wale was one of the best guys in the world "I've been here for a whole week and he has never tried to make a move on me. He must be really disciplined" Joan smiled.
Days rolled into month and Wale became so attracted to Joan like a magnetic force pulling him to her. He had tried to put his emotions under check but it was now too much for him to hold back. "Joan, I have something to tell you" Wale whispered as they had dinner on the floor in the living room.
"I have something to tell you too" Joan moved closer holding Wale's hand
"I have found a place and I'll be moving in next month. Thank you so much for your care, I won't forget this gesture soon" Joan's smile soon faded away at the sight of Wale's frown. "What is wrong with you?" Joan gave Wale a pat on his palm.
"Nothing... Nothing serious" Wale moved the plate between himself and Joan to get more closer to her "I love you Joan" Wale's face lit up like lightning.
"I've been trying to tell you even before you moved in here but... I was scared of losing you..." Wale held Joan's hand so firmly like he was trying to stop her from running away.
"Why... You mean... Like you made me move in here because of that?" Joan asked stuttering.
Wale moved closer "I love you immensely and I didn't know what to do than to make you move in with me but I couldn't act funny with you. I've never been scared with a lady like this before" Wale explained locking sight with Joan until she couldn't take it anymore
"maybe I love you but it's just..." Wale smiled and moved closer but Joan tried to move away.
"Please don't move away" Wale pleaded with Joan who was already moving away but Wale caught her and drew her closer until they locked lips and they shared a long kiss that eventually lead to sex.
Wale wouldn't have felt less fulfilled. It was a moment he had always dreamt of and it was a moment of ecstasy that he relished. "I eventually won!" he smiled stretching himself beside Joan the next morning.
"Good morning dear" he kissed Joan on the forehead to wake her up. Joan rushed to find her clothes to cover herself, but Wale sat back laughing at the scene "you don't need to do that" Wale teased.
Joan rushed to clean herself up and got set for work that day. Wale was extremely joyous all through the day. He couldn't help but smile all through. His lessons with the students was fluent as he felt like someone who won a lottery. "He felt like screaming at a point but he quickly held back himself. "Wow!" Wale exclaimed.
Joan was all calm and quiet. Though she had started developing feelings for Wale, she never believed she would be that gullible to have allowed Wale have her easily. "but how come?" Joan bit her lips as she pondered over the incidence.
Wale started treating Joan more like a queen than he had ever done. "I love this babe" Wale exclaimed.
"I'll pay for the apartment you got, please don't leave me here. We will be fine together like we have always been" Wale protested. "But I need my privacy" Joan declined.
What next?
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Wednesday 5 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 2
Story By O'nezer
Episode 2
Wale had never been exposed to such grievous tasks before in all his 22years on earth.
"Mummy, talk to Daddy to find a means to get me out of here!" This was the tenth time he was repeating these words to his mother in a week.
"I...I...I thought Daddy chose this place because it was less stressful. I might just die here mummy" Wale complained bitterly as those around mocked his 'ajebuta' predicament.
Three weeks in camp (just like yesterday), and it was time to go for their primary assignment. The two weeks break in between was a relief for Wale.
"How would one cope without a break from this hideous camp?" Wale smirked as he wore a frown on his way to the airport.
"You don't want to know how wicked those Soldiers are. They are dealing with human beings and not animals" Wale was already raising his voice as he lamented his plight in the camp at home.
"You just have to endure whatever you face in NYSC. It's a part of learning..."
"but who learns under such conditions?" Wale cuts in while his mum and his dad sat back smiling and laughing at intervals.
Two weeks of recuperating for Wale soon flew into days like a bird flying in a distance. He wished the days could be longer and he remembered his words at the camp gate
"Necessary evil! That's what NYSC is" Wale shook his head as he came down the stairs to meet his family who were all waiting to see him off to the airport.
"God be with you my son" Wale's dad prayed in few words. He never really said much except when he was indoor alone with his wife. The children including Wale believed they didn't know their dad and can't say much about his character - "so far he is dropping money and taking care of us, Mummy has to bother about his character"- all four siblings had agreed.
Wale had a new turn in NYSC. It turned out to be different from his first experience. Though his allowance from home was reduced, it was still coming in monthly and he didn't feel the punch of being broke all through his NYSC year.
Wale was posted to a school that he didn't really like. He wished he could reverse it, but all his efforts had been futile.
He sighted Joan on his first day in NYSC secretariat.
Joan is a 5'4 tall girl from the east. She is a bit fair but really pretty. Wale's attempt to get her attention was futile. Joan didn't seem to fall for his schemes. He felt bad his first 'catch' in a long while was turned down.
"I'll find someone else" he consoled himself.
Wale's mouth was left ajar when he stepped into the staff room of the school. "Joan" Wale called out unable to hold back his joy.
"Don't tell me you were posted here too?" Wale didn't notice the eyes of other staffs that were set on him.
"Yes... I was posted here" Joan said
"Wow! You have a pretty voice. Just as pretty as your face". Wale complimented Joan before saying "hi" to the staffs in the room, reaching out to a vacant table in a corner.
He smiled through the day. During lunch he bought lunch for Joan. "I mean no harm. Let's be friends" he bent over and whispered to Joan in the ear. They both exchanged hand shakes and they got talking freely.
Wale knew from Joan's words that she had not yet secured an accommodation while he, on the other hand had just settled the payment for a self contain not too far from school.
"At least this will reduce my transport fare". Wale loved the house as it had provision for water and electricity. He didn't mind the bills.
"Will you move over to my place before you get a place for yourself?" Wale offered but Joan declined
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. It will be in no time..."
"I insist on this and don't turn it down. I am trying to help a friend here" Wale cuts in.
What next?
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Episode 2
Wale had never been exposed to such grievous tasks before in all his 22years on earth.
"Mummy, talk to Daddy to find a means to get me out of here!" This was the tenth time he was repeating these words to his mother in a week.
"I...I...I thought Daddy chose this place because it was less stressful. I might just die here mummy" Wale complained bitterly as those around mocked his 'ajebuta' predicament.
Three weeks in camp (just like yesterday), and it was time to go for their primary assignment. The two weeks break in between was a relief for Wale.
"How would one cope without a break from this hideous camp?" Wale smirked as he wore a frown on his way to the airport.
"You don't want to know how wicked those Soldiers are. They are dealing with human beings and not animals" Wale was already raising his voice as he lamented his plight in the camp at home.
"You just have to endure whatever you face in NYSC. It's a part of learning..."
"but who learns under such conditions?" Wale cuts in while his mum and his dad sat back smiling and laughing at intervals.
Two weeks of recuperating for Wale soon flew into days like a bird flying in a distance. He wished the days could be longer and he remembered his words at the camp gate
"Necessary evil! That's what NYSC is" Wale shook his head as he came down the stairs to meet his family who were all waiting to see him off to the airport.
"God be with you my son" Wale's dad prayed in few words. He never really said much except when he was indoor alone with his wife. The children including Wale believed they didn't know their dad and can't say much about his character - "so far he is dropping money and taking care of us, Mummy has to bother about his character"- all four siblings had agreed.
Wale had a new turn in NYSC. It turned out to be different from his first experience. Though his allowance from home was reduced, it was still coming in monthly and he didn't feel the punch of being broke all through his NYSC year.
Wale was posted to a school that he didn't really like. He wished he could reverse it, but all his efforts had been futile.
He sighted Joan on his first day in NYSC secretariat.
Joan is a 5'4 tall girl from the east. She is a bit fair but really pretty. Wale's attempt to get her attention was futile. Joan didn't seem to fall for his schemes. He felt bad his first 'catch' in a long while was turned down.
"I'll find someone else" he consoled himself.
Wale's mouth was left ajar when he stepped into the staff room of the school. "Joan" Wale called out unable to hold back his joy.
"Don't tell me you were posted here too?" Wale didn't notice the eyes of other staffs that were set on him.
"Yes... I was posted here" Joan said
"Wow! You have a pretty voice. Just as pretty as your face". Wale complimented Joan before saying "hi" to the staffs in the room, reaching out to a vacant table in a corner.
He smiled through the day. During lunch he bought lunch for Joan. "I mean no harm. Let's be friends" he bent over and whispered to Joan in the ear. They both exchanged hand shakes and they got talking freely.
Wale knew from Joan's words that she had not yet secured an accommodation while he, on the other hand had just settled the payment for a self contain not too far from school.
"At least this will reduce my transport fare". Wale loved the house as it had provision for water and electricity. He didn't mind the bills.
"Will you move over to my place before you get a place for yourself?" Wale offered but Joan declined
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. It will be in no time..."
"I insist on this and don't turn it down. I am trying to help a friend here" Wale cuts in.
What next?
Osunniranebenezer.blogspot.com
Tuesday 4 July 2017
CORPER WALE Episode 1
Story by O'nezer
Episode 1
Wale Richardson emerged as one of the best students of his school. He was academically and intellectually smart. So smart his intuition surpassed that of any other student.
He had a bonus attached to his portfolio and was perfectly shaped. One could describe him like the cute lover Solomon described in Songs of Solomon.
His brows which were perfectly carved to fit in with his oval shaped face alongside his full beard that was always averagely low were part factors that earned him admiration from both males and females alike. Girls flocked around him like fleas do faeces, because of his good looks and intelligence.
Wale had his fill with different girls and he had no problem settling the fight between those who were so into him. He never had feelings for any of them but just seized the opportunities presented to him. "They gave themselves to me for free before. What is my isshhh with settling fights?" This was his line as he mocked them all with his friends.
On the day of his convocation, his parents were proud like the lion would be after having a successful hunt. They invited guests and had a big party back at home. Everyone merried and rejoiced with Mr and Mrs Richardson. Who wouldn't be happy where food is in abundance?
Time rolled by and Wale was posted to Abuja for his NYSC. Wale's dad was influential and had enough connections to have his son Wale in any State of his choice.
Being the only son among three sisters gave him an higher advantage at home. He was apparently the only heir and he had all he wanted and demanded for. Since he was intelligent, his parents pampered and favored him above others.
Wale had craved to serve in Abuja and when it became real, it felt like a different world entirely. He had gone on several trips but none of them have been completely away from home like this. "I'm man enough" Wale cautioned his thoughts.
" I'd miss my babes over here though. I'll have to start over again" Wale said to his friends.
"Don't worry, you've got what it takes to win a girl at a wink" lied Gideon (his friend) jokingly.
Wale had a charming demeanor. It was his talisman and he never failed to use it as he never bothered about not having any girl he wanted at any point in time, but he had certain doubts at this time.
On the day Wale was to live home for Abuja, the Richardson's had a merry sour moment at the airport. His sisters were glad Wale was finally leaving home and going so far away. If he doesn't travel through air, it would be a very long trip for him
"South-west to North-central, the guy doesn't know anything yet" one of his sister whispered to the rest in the airport lounge.
The trip to Abuja was quick. Locating the orientation camp wasn't so hard for Wale save the traffic jams in some areas. He raised his hand to salute the camp gate when he alighted from the taxi.
"Necessary evil, here we are at last to serve our Nation in suffering" Wale spoke aloud in a bitter tone. His displeasure for NYSC if tasted, might likely be gall.
Wale entered the camp on Wednesday and they were sworn in on Friday. After the swearing in, a welcome party was thrown that night. It was fun until the next day when parade commenced.
Waking up in the cold, in the early hours of the day, everyone grumbled and dragged their feet like a pregnant woman while dressing everyday.
The tight room and pressure from Soldiers including some of Wale's things that were missing with no one to point to, was a tale to write home for Wale. Everyday came with a louder hiss from Wale.
"Why not scrap this NYSC of a thing?"
What next?
Osunniranebenezer.blogspot.com
Episode 1
Wale Richardson emerged as one of the best students of his school. He was academically and intellectually smart. So smart his intuition surpassed that of any other student.
He had a bonus attached to his portfolio and was perfectly shaped. One could describe him like the cute lover Solomon described in Songs of Solomon.
His brows which were perfectly carved to fit in with his oval shaped face alongside his full beard that was always averagely low were part factors that earned him admiration from both males and females alike. Girls flocked around him like fleas do faeces, because of his good looks and intelligence.
Wale had his fill with different girls and he had no problem settling the fight between those who were so into him. He never had feelings for any of them but just seized the opportunities presented to him. "They gave themselves to me for free before. What is my isshhh with settling fights?" This was his line as he mocked them all with his friends.
On the day of his convocation, his parents were proud like the lion would be after having a successful hunt. They invited guests and had a big party back at home. Everyone merried and rejoiced with Mr and Mrs Richardson. Who wouldn't be happy where food is in abundance?
Time rolled by and Wale was posted to Abuja for his NYSC. Wale's dad was influential and had enough connections to have his son Wale in any State of his choice.
Being the only son among three sisters gave him an higher advantage at home. He was apparently the only heir and he had all he wanted and demanded for. Since he was intelligent, his parents pampered and favored him above others.
Wale had craved to serve in Abuja and when it became real, it felt like a different world entirely. He had gone on several trips but none of them have been completely away from home like this. "I'm man enough" Wale cautioned his thoughts.
" I'd miss my babes over here though. I'll have to start over again" Wale said to his friends.
"Don't worry, you've got what it takes to win a girl at a wink" lied Gideon (his friend) jokingly.
Wale had a charming demeanor. It was his talisman and he never failed to use it as he never bothered about not having any girl he wanted at any point in time, but he had certain doubts at this time.
On the day Wale was to live home for Abuja, the Richardson's had a merry sour moment at the airport. His sisters were glad Wale was finally leaving home and going so far away. If he doesn't travel through air, it would be a very long trip for him
"South-west to North-central, the guy doesn't know anything yet" one of his sister whispered to the rest in the airport lounge.
The trip to Abuja was quick. Locating the orientation camp wasn't so hard for Wale save the traffic jams in some areas. He raised his hand to salute the camp gate when he alighted from the taxi.
"Necessary evil, here we are at last to serve our Nation in suffering" Wale spoke aloud in a bitter tone. His displeasure for NYSC if tasted, might likely be gall.
Wale entered the camp on Wednesday and they were sworn in on Friday. After the swearing in, a welcome party was thrown that night. It was fun until the next day when parade commenced.
Waking up in the cold, in the early hours of the day, everyone grumbled and dragged their feet like a pregnant woman while dressing everyday.
The tight room and pressure from Soldiers including some of Wale's things that were missing with no one to point to, was a tale to write home for Wale. Everyday came with a louder hiss from Wale.
"Why not scrap this NYSC of a thing?"
What next?
Osunniranebenezer.blogspot.com
Saturday 1 July 2017
JULY
Dear July,
I am glad to have you here and I believe you will be better than your other siblings, why? Because;
January was fabulous
February was frustrating
March was fantastic
April was fun
May was dramatic and
June was annoying.
My expectations this time around is great, so please be nice and kind.
The 7th month of the year and the new half has started.
Happy New Month
Yours sincerely
Osunniran Ebenezer
O'nezer 2017
I am glad to have you here and I believe you will be better than your other siblings, why? Because;
January was fabulous
February was frustrating
March was fantastic
April was fun
May was dramatic and
June was annoying.
My expectations this time around is great, so please be nice and kind.
The 7th month of the year and the new half has started.
Happy New Month
Yours sincerely
Osunniran Ebenezer
O'nezer 2017
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