HAPPY CHILD with many sorrows
Episode Ten (Finale)
"Where are you going from here?" Lois asked as she was also ready to leave for her place. Although, Lois' house was about 20 minutes down the road.
With tears in Josh eyes, he narrated that he had no place to sleep or even go from here. "Me meeting you, is just God's way of reminding me that He loves me so much because I didn't even know where to go or hide or even what to do" he explained.
Lois paused for a minute and later suggested to let them walk down to her house together.
Twenty minutes later, they had gotten home. Lois narrated a few of what Josh had told her to her parents. They took him in as their own child as Lois is their only child.
Weeks later, Josh was enrolled in a coaching center where he was registered for JAMB and another WAEC. He joined his other colleagues there and went for the exams in a center within the town.
Josh had a very wonderful result for the course he wanted to study which was Medicine. Lois' family had taken all his budget and finances upon themselves.
After five years, Josh had begun his internship since it was a moment of practical experience in his field.
One of the noon at the hospital, he noticed a patient that was rushed in. He tried to follow up and to his uttermost surprise, it was his father.
He had not seen him for close to 7 years. And seeing him that afternoon, in that physical state had gotten him very emotional.
His father was being treated everyday and was responding to treatment.
"Good afternoon, sir" he greeted his father one afternoon but his father couldn't even recognize him. Josh went ahead to introduce himself.
He had thought seeing his father was very emotional but seeing how his father pleaded for forgiveness was even more emotional.
Josh told his father that if God could forgive him, then he also could forgive him. Josh led his father to Christ that same day.
The father was fully recovered and they promised to discharge him the day after. During the father to son discussion was when Josephine and Joan walked into the room.
Josephine apologized and it was another moment of reunion and mixed feelings. Joan couldn't even remember she had a brother.
They all got back together, it was a moment of joy and excitement for everyone.
Two days later, Lois' family came around to pick Mr Alarape and they all left for Mr Johnson's house.
They all prayed, praise God and ate. At the middle of the meal, Lois' dad, Mr Johnson stood up to make a toast.
He further said that there was an announcement he had to make. Everywhere became silent as Mr Johnson gave his speech.
"I am glad for moment like this when we have overflowing testimony just as the theme of our convention has said. We are happy that Mr Alarape is back to his feet and I want to tell you that my family and I are relocating to the US this weekend. Henceforth, this house belong to Josh and the family. Lastly, I will sponsor Josh till the end of his medical schools" he said as everyone clapped and hugged themselves.
Josh couldn't control his tears that evening and he said to himself
"I was a happy child with many sorrows but God has wiped my tears away and turn my sadness to joy"
The stereo started playing songs as everyone got busy with their food and merriment.
The End
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Tuesday 24 September 2019
Monday 23 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 9
HAPPY CHILD (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode 9.
"Yeparipa!! How did you get here" Jacob the rewire guy exclaimed in his slangy Yoruba accent.
"Sir, I need help, don't let the driver know that I sneaked out through this means" Josh pleaded.
The driver had gone to pee on the other side of the fence so the rewire helped him to hide till he was done repairing the Jeep.
"Oga Saburi, I have finished it oh" He said as he handed the car keys over to Saburi.
Saburi drove back to the compound after two hours of staying at the rewire's workshop.
Madam had been looking everywhere for Josh but she couldn't find him. She walked round the compound as Saburi entered with the jeep
"Saburi, where is Josh? Where is he?" she furiously asked, but no one could really answer since no one saw him leave.
That was how Josh escaped from madam Arowosafe and her sexual demands.
Josh looked very pale and tired because of his hiding from one place to another. One day, he mistakenly hit a young lady and she almost fell.
"I am sorry, I am very so..." Josh tried to apologized as he look closely, it was Lois.
"Lois" he said and Lois also called him by name "Josh"
Lois was the one always sitting behind him in their primary school. Lois was a lady brought up in a Christian home and she never joked with the things of God.
"Where are you heading to?" they both asked out of curiosity. "You go first" Josh had requested. She told him that she was going to the church for bible study and asked where Josh was heading to.
Josh couldn't even start the story of how he had been living his life from the last time they saw and now that they met again.
Lois interrupted his thought by reminding him of his mother's death. "I didn't get to be close enough to you back then to greet you about the loss of your mom, I'm really sorry" He thanked her as they kept on walking to the church.
"We are almost at the church" Lois said and then noticed how unkempt and tired Josh was looking.
Josh was so hungry that he wished he could just turn stone to bread because the last meal he had was puff puff and he had even begged for it from the seller in the morning along with sachet water.
Since Josh had no place to go, he decided to follow her down to the church.
The Bible study lasted for about an hour and thirty minutes. An altar call was made that evening and Josh and some others stepped out to pray their way through.
"Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord" Josh had said on his knees. Everyone around him was happy as they saw him shout 'thank you Jesus' repeatedly.
"Congrats Josh, you are now born again and saved from your life of sin" Lois had said with so much joy written over her face.
It was a total turnaround for Josh as he felt the joy that he had never experienced before.
"But where do I go from here?" This was the question that kept running through Josh's mind as people were finding their way out of the Church that evening.
Where will Josh go to?
Find out in the next episode.
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 9.
"Yeparipa!! How did you get here" Jacob the rewire guy exclaimed in his slangy Yoruba accent.
"Sir, I need help, don't let the driver know that I sneaked out through this means" Josh pleaded.
The driver had gone to pee on the other side of the fence so the rewire helped him to hide till he was done repairing the Jeep.
"Oga Saburi, I have finished it oh" He said as he handed the car keys over to Saburi.
Saburi drove back to the compound after two hours of staying at the rewire's workshop.
Madam had been looking everywhere for Josh but she couldn't find him. She walked round the compound as Saburi entered with the jeep
"Saburi, where is Josh? Where is he?" she furiously asked, but no one could really answer since no one saw him leave.
That was how Josh escaped from madam Arowosafe and her sexual demands.
Josh looked very pale and tired because of his hiding from one place to another. One day, he mistakenly hit a young lady and she almost fell.
"I am sorry, I am very so..." Josh tried to apologized as he look closely, it was Lois.
"Lois" he said and Lois also called him by name "Josh"
Lois was the one always sitting behind him in their primary school. Lois was a lady brought up in a Christian home and she never joked with the things of God.
"Where are you heading to?" they both asked out of curiosity. "You go first" Josh had requested. She told him that she was going to the church for bible study and asked where Josh was heading to.
Josh couldn't even start the story of how he had been living his life from the last time they saw and now that they met again.
Lois interrupted his thought by reminding him of his mother's death. "I didn't get to be close enough to you back then to greet you about the loss of your mom, I'm really sorry" He thanked her as they kept on walking to the church.
"We are almost at the church" Lois said and then noticed how unkempt and tired Josh was looking.
Josh was so hungry that he wished he could just turn stone to bread because the last meal he had was puff puff and he had even begged for it from the seller in the morning along with sachet water.
Since Josh had no place to go, he decided to follow her down to the church.
The Bible study lasted for about an hour and thirty minutes. An altar call was made that evening and Josh and some others stepped out to pray their way through.
"Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord" Josh had said on his knees. Everyone around him was happy as they saw him shout 'thank you Jesus' repeatedly.
"Congrats Josh, you are now born again and saved from your life of sin" Lois had said with so much joy written over her face.
It was a total turnaround for Josh as he felt the joy that he had never experienced before.
"But where do I go from here?" This was the question that kept running through Josh's mind as people were finding their way out of the Church that evening.
Where will Josh go to?
Find out in the next episode.
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Sunday 22 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 8
HAPPY CHILD with many sorrows
Story by O'nezer
Episode 8.
"Good morning young man" the round shaped, dark woman with a tiny voice said.
He hurriedly replied "Good morning ma.Good morning"
"You are welcome here, come inside and let's have a chat" she beckoned while she asked every other persons around there to stay outside.
The house was a very big one. In his whole touring round the street, he hadn't seen a house that had such a beautiful structure.
If not careful, a stranger could easily get lost in the house, but he was calm to listen to what the madam had to say.
Josh was shown around, he was introduced to other people in the compound and over the time, he got used to the building and the way they behave around there.
"Madam" was how they always addressed her. So, Josh didn't know her real name.
Madam Arowosafe was a classic woman with so much wealth, properties and shares.
She was in her mid 30 but her baby face made her look even 25.
No one really knew her source of wealth but there was rarely anyone who entered the house to work there that ends up leaving.
They would be getting paid but madam won't let them meet with their family or anyone else.
Then one evening, Madam sent for Josh.
"At least, you've worked here for about 6 months right?" She asked to be sure but Josh replied that 'it has been 8 months that I got here"
Madam was impressed with his sharp memory and she told him that whenever she was impressed, she always compensate every of her staff. It was more like staff bonus that comes once in a while.
Josh was excited about the news but he was still curious to know what the madam was up to.
Madam tried to lead Josh to the room after serving him juice. He was so tipsy and not in his total consciousness.
One thing led to another and before Josh could say Jack Robinson, madam had sex with him. He woke up the following morning seeing a letter on the bed which stated "whatever goes down here must stay here, say it out and die"
He wanted to shout but he lost his voice, he was speechless and he knew that there was fire on the mountain.
The subsequent months were sex-filled for Josh and Madam. Surprisingly, the madam was getting fresh, Josh was getting skinny even though he was feeding well
One afternoon, Josh had thought of how he could just run out of the bondage he had gotten himself into.
'Saburi, come and drive this Jeep to the rewire to help me check what's making sound inside it" madam had commanded.
Saburi drove out of the compound to the rewire's shop.
As the rewire opened the boot of the car. He was left with the biggest surprise of his life.
What did he see?
Find out in the next episode
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 8.
"Good morning young man" the round shaped, dark woman with a tiny voice said.
He hurriedly replied "Good morning ma.Good morning"
"You are welcome here, come inside and let's have a chat" she beckoned while she asked every other persons around there to stay outside.
The house was a very big one. In his whole touring round the street, he hadn't seen a house that had such a beautiful structure.
If not careful, a stranger could easily get lost in the house, but he was calm to listen to what the madam had to say.
Josh was shown around, he was introduced to other people in the compound and over the time, he got used to the building and the way they behave around there.
"Madam" was how they always addressed her. So, Josh didn't know her real name.
Madam Arowosafe was a classic woman with so much wealth, properties and shares.
She was in her mid 30 but her baby face made her look even 25.
No one really knew her source of wealth but there was rarely anyone who entered the house to work there that ends up leaving.
They would be getting paid but madam won't let them meet with their family or anyone else.
Then one evening, Madam sent for Josh.
"At least, you've worked here for about 6 months right?" She asked to be sure but Josh replied that 'it has been 8 months that I got here"
Madam was impressed with his sharp memory and she told him that whenever she was impressed, she always compensate every of her staff. It was more like staff bonus that comes once in a while.
Josh was excited about the news but he was still curious to know what the madam was up to.
Madam tried to lead Josh to the room after serving him juice. He was so tipsy and not in his total consciousness.
One thing led to another and before Josh could say Jack Robinson, madam had sex with him. He woke up the following morning seeing a letter on the bed which stated "whatever goes down here must stay here, say it out and die"
He wanted to shout but he lost his voice, he was speechless and he knew that there was fire on the mountain.
The subsequent months were sex-filled for Josh and Madam. Surprisingly, the madam was getting fresh, Josh was getting skinny even though he was feeding well
One afternoon, Josh had thought of how he could just run out of the bondage he had gotten himself into.
'Saburi, come and drive this Jeep to the rewire to help me check what's making sound inside it" madam had commanded.
Saburi drove out of the compound to the rewire's shop.
As the rewire opened the boot of the car. He was left with the biggest surprise of his life.
What did he see?
Find out in the next episode
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Saturday 21 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 7
HAPPY CHILD (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode Seven.
"Josh, since we are done with exams, no one can do anything to us again" Kenneth had said
"I have gotten that dry leaf and ground it. So what next" Tayo asked curiously.
Tayo, Kenneth and Josh were the three jolly friends from SS1 till SS3. So, it was easy to execute the plan of dealing with Mr Jide.
It was already getting dark around 6pm, they knew when Mr Jide always use the bathroom outside his room. As he walked into the room to pick his towel that he forgot to pick, when he first came out. Kenneth tipped toed to the bathroom and poured the grinded dried leaf into his bathing water.
As he entered the bathroom, he applied the soap to his hair and he started whistling, before pouring the water on his body.
He didn't feel anything immediately but a minute later, he ran out naked shouting "who did this?"
The boys in the door closeby shouted back "Jesus, oh my God!"
Mr Jide danced so much that he had to be taken to the clinic, minutes later by the gardener, who also helped cover his nakedness by giving him a short.
Red oil was rubbed all over his body. He stayed days in the clinic receiving treatment. When he fully recovered, the shame didn't make him come back to the male hostel for the remaining weeks to the end of the term.
Two weeks after, the school had their usual graduation day. Parent came with different gift, food and other menu to grace the occasion but no one showed up for Josh.
Josh managed to receive two awards as the best student in Biology and Agric Science.
The graduation ended and he had to follow his friends who promised to help him with his load.
The reality of life finally dawned on Josh and he had to think of a faster way to help himself out since help wasn't coming from his family.
School was over and even with the good grades he had in his WAEC, he couldn't afford to get a Jamb form for himself.
Three months later, Josh saw a Vacancy of house help in a street far away from his usual vicinity. He opted for the house help job for his upkeep and other expenses.
He knocked on the gate that afternoon and he was asked to come in.
"Have you ever done this kind of job before?" The man at the gate asked but since he had never done the job before, he didn't want to lie so he had to let him know that he was doing it for the first time.
"We will employ you for your honesty" the man had said as he walked to the main building of the house "Come and resume next week... Hold on, what did you call your name again?"
"Josh... Josh Alarape" he replied with excitement.
He couldn't hide his joy that day as he was walking faster home. His sleep that day was different as he was counting down to the days he had left under the roof of his father and step mother.
Minutes to hours and hours to days. The day for him to resume finally arrived. He had left home very early that morning so he could meet up.
He got to the house by 7:45am and the man he had met the last time told him to wait at the gate for the madam of the house who will give him his full job description.
Few minutes later, the madam came around and that was the beginning of another journey for Josh.
What happened?
Watch out for it in the next episode
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Story by O'nezer
Episode Seven.
"Josh, since we are done with exams, no one can do anything to us again" Kenneth had said
"I have gotten that dry leaf and ground it. So what next" Tayo asked curiously.
Tayo, Kenneth and Josh were the three jolly friends from SS1 till SS3. So, it was easy to execute the plan of dealing with Mr Jide.
It was already getting dark around 6pm, they knew when Mr Jide always use the bathroom outside his room. As he walked into the room to pick his towel that he forgot to pick, when he first came out. Kenneth tipped toed to the bathroom and poured the grinded dried leaf into his bathing water.
As he entered the bathroom, he applied the soap to his hair and he started whistling, before pouring the water on his body.
He didn't feel anything immediately but a minute later, he ran out naked shouting "who did this?"
The boys in the door closeby shouted back "Jesus, oh my God!"
Mr Jide danced so much that he had to be taken to the clinic, minutes later by the gardener, who also helped cover his nakedness by giving him a short.
Red oil was rubbed all over his body. He stayed days in the clinic receiving treatment. When he fully recovered, the shame didn't make him come back to the male hostel for the remaining weeks to the end of the term.
Two weeks after, the school had their usual graduation day. Parent came with different gift, food and other menu to grace the occasion but no one showed up for Josh.
Josh managed to receive two awards as the best student in Biology and Agric Science.
The graduation ended and he had to follow his friends who promised to help him with his load.
The reality of life finally dawned on Josh and he had to think of a faster way to help himself out since help wasn't coming from his family.
School was over and even with the good grades he had in his WAEC, he couldn't afford to get a Jamb form for himself.
Three months later, Josh saw a Vacancy of house help in a street far away from his usual vicinity. He opted for the house help job for his upkeep and other expenses.
He knocked on the gate that afternoon and he was asked to come in.
"Have you ever done this kind of job before?" The man at the gate asked but since he had never done the job before, he didn't want to lie so he had to let him know that he was doing it for the first time.
"We will employ you for your honesty" the man had said as he walked to the main building of the house "Come and resume next week... Hold on, what did you call your name again?"
"Josh... Josh Alarape" he replied with excitement.
He couldn't hide his joy that day as he was walking faster home. His sleep that day was different as he was counting down to the days he had left under the roof of his father and step mother.
Minutes to hours and hours to days. The day for him to resume finally arrived. He had left home very early that morning so he could meet up.
He got to the house by 7:45am and the man he had met the last time told him to wait at the gate for the madam of the house who will give him his full job description.
Few minutes later, the madam came around and that was the beginning of another journey for Josh.
What happened?
Watch out for it in the next episode
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Friday 20 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 6
HAPPY CHILD (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode Six.
"Mr Jide will now be the new House Master for the whole male hostel" the principal announced.
Mr Jide was just an average height, fair, young unmarried man who dresses so well and catchy to the eye that you couldn't walk pass him without looking him twice.
Everyone in the school knew that Mr Jide was someone who didn't care about anything anyone would say, no one dared question him too.
"How did he become the principal's favorite?" one of the students muttered.
"Maybe because of his dress sense" one other student interrupted.
Josh moved to his hostel and he kept on relating with his roommate trying to put the unfair treatment he got from home behind him
The second week of resumption, Dare resumed again and this time around, the family promised to withdraw him if he fails again. So this time around, he was ready to give his best at whatever it cost.
The term was going faster than anyone could imagine, but there was this unexplainable attitude and uneasiness around Mr Jide that no one could place.
Once he woke them up around 5:30am in the morning for morning devotions and other activities.
He was always calling the boys in one after the other at different intervals till the day he walked to the block G.
"Which of you is Josh?" He tried asking while Josh raised his hand from the window with his friends. "I am the one sir" before Josh could finish replying, he instructed him to come and see him before they go for evening prep.
Josh couldn't place what the meeting was about but he agreed to go and see him.
A few minutes past 6, Josh walked down to Mr Jide's room but from outside, Josh was hearing a sound like someone groaning in pain. The moment Josh knocked the door, Mr Jide shouted "In Jesus name we pray, Amen!"
"Come in, the door isn't locked" Mr Jide told Josh. He tried to ask what he could offer him but he said he was fine because he just finished taking golden morn after finishing his assignment.
Josh was naive not to have known the sound he was hearing wasn't that of groaning from pain, but Mr Jide trying to relief himself and moaning out loud
Mr Jide locked the door from the back and ask Josh to have his seat. Josh did and was still trying to figure out what the meeting is all about.
Suddenly, Mr Jide pounced on him but he couldn't still understand what was going on till Mr Jide pulled Josh trousers down. He forced him to face down and he forced himself on Josh, although he tried to fight Mr Jide but his strength couldn't not push him away.
Josh started bleeding since all he had ever pictured in his life was that the anus is being used for excreting and not anything else. He managed to leave the room but what Mr Jide said stuck with him-"if I hear a word... If I hear this out, just know that you are dead" He further warned him "anytime you see me, you must wear a happy face".
Josh cried bitterly as he walked out of the masters' room. He went to the first aid and lied to them that he was reacting to excess intake of sugar and so was bleeding through his anus.
He was treated but he couldn't get over the trauma of being raped by his house master. He couldn't tell anyone and the family was so busy now that no one came around to check him.
The next holiday after this incident, he tried talking to his father and step mother but no one was listening as all attention had been shifted to Joan the new baby girl.
One of the night that Josh was trying to get his step mother's attention, she said "I wasn't the one that killed your mother, you cannot kill me" that left him more heart broken.
He couldn't perform better in school again and every session, he was been promoted on trial till he got to SS3.
He was carrying this pain around and he was still wearing a happy face because as long as Mr Jide was still in that school, he must never talk about it.
Mr Jide didn't stop with Josh, he had spoilt a large number of the student as he was never satisfied. Both female and male student were wearing a happy mask with their pain behind it.
One afternoon, Josh and his friends came up with a plan on how to deal with Mr Jide.
How did they do that?
Check the next episode
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Story by O'nezer
Episode Six.
"Mr Jide will now be the new House Master for the whole male hostel" the principal announced.
Mr Jide was just an average height, fair, young unmarried man who dresses so well and catchy to the eye that you couldn't walk pass him without looking him twice.
Everyone in the school knew that Mr Jide was someone who didn't care about anything anyone would say, no one dared question him too.
"How did he become the principal's favorite?" one of the students muttered.
"Maybe because of his dress sense" one other student interrupted.
Josh moved to his hostel and he kept on relating with his roommate trying to put the unfair treatment he got from home behind him
The second week of resumption, Dare resumed again and this time around, the family promised to withdraw him if he fails again. So this time around, he was ready to give his best at whatever it cost.
The term was going faster than anyone could imagine, but there was this unexplainable attitude and uneasiness around Mr Jide that no one could place.
Once he woke them up around 5:30am in the morning for morning devotions and other activities.
He was always calling the boys in one after the other at different intervals till the day he walked to the block G.
"Which of you is Josh?" He tried asking while Josh raised his hand from the window with his friends. "I am the one sir" before Josh could finish replying, he instructed him to come and see him before they go for evening prep.
Josh couldn't place what the meeting was about but he agreed to go and see him.
A few minutes past 6, Josh walked down to Mr Jide's room but from outside, Josh was hearing a sound like someone groaning in pain. The moment Josh knocked the door, Mr Jide shouted "In Jesus name we pray, Amen!"
"Come in, the door isn't locked" Mr Jide told Josh. He tried to ask what he could offer him but he said he was fine because he just finished taking golden morn after finishing his assignment.
Josh was naive not to have known the sound he was hearing wasn't that of groaning from pain, but Mr Jide trying to relief himself and moaning out loud
Mr Jide locked the door from the back and ask Josh to have his seat. Josh did and was still trying to figure out what the meeting is all about.
Suddenly, Mr Jide pounced on him but he couldn't still understand what was going on till Mr Jide pulled Josh trousers down. He forced him to face down and he forced himself on Josh, although he tried to fight Mr Jide but his strength couldn't not push him away.
Josh started bleeding since all he had ever pictured in his life was that the anus is being used for excreting and not anything else. He managed to leave the room but what Mr Jide said stuck with him-"if I hear a word... If I hear this out, just know that you are dead" He further warned him "anytime you see me, you must wear a happy face".
Josh cried bitterly as he walked out of the masters' room. He went to the first aid and lied to them that he was reacting to excess intake of sugar and so was bleeding through his anus.
He was treated but he couldn't get over the trauma of being raped by his house master. He couldn't tell anyone and the family was so busy now that no one came around to check him.
The next holiday after this incident, he tried talking to his father and step mother but no one was listening as all attention had been shifted to Joan the new baby girl.
One of the night that Josh was trying to get his step mother's attention, she said "I wasn't the one that killed your mother, you cannot kill me" that left him more heart broken.
He couldn't perform better in school again and every session, he was been promoted on trial till he got to SS3.
He was carrying this pain around and he was still wearing a happy face because as long as Mr Jide was still in that school, he must never talk about it.
Mr Jide didn't stop with Josh, he had spoilt a large number of the student as he was never satisfied. Both female and male student were wearing a happy mask with their pain behind it.
One afternoon, Josh and his friends came up with a plan on how to deal with Mr Jide.
How did they do that?
Check the next episode
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Thursday 19 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 5
HAPPY CHILD (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode Five.
"Josh, what are you looking for here" he repeatedly asked as he was finding his way out of the building.
"I just wanted to be sure if you have collected your result and I want to tell you goodbye. My dad is waiting for me." Josh rushed his word like someone who had hot yam in his mouth.
Josh passed almost all his papers but Dare had to repeat again.
When Dare received his result, he discovered that he had to repeat JSS2 for the third time. He couldn't even think of anything better to do and so resorted to killing himself in an uncompleted building by taking a powdery substance that could not be traced
All through Josh's journey home, he couldn't get over the thought of seeing what Dare was about to do when he stumbled on him inside the building.
The journey back home lasted for about an hour and thirty minutes.
His father had told him about his new baby sister that was at home. Josh couldn't hide his excitement of meeting his baby sister.
"Mom, what's my sisters name?" Josh had asked with so much joy all written over him.
"Her name is Joan" Josephine had replied. She requested him to go and change then have this lunch.
Two weeks after Josh got back from school, he was enrolled to the nearby holiday coaching to keep him on track towards the new session ahead.
Days kept rolling by and the holiday was winding off already, but the attention that Josh was always getting from everyone when it was only him had reduced drastically.
He was feeling the space of his dead mother and the unavailability of the father. There was an evening when he thought he would meet food at home after declining a dinner offer at his friends place.
"Mom, what are we taking for dinner?" He asked but the reply he got left him wondering why the father married this woman.
"Open your mouth to the breeze and drink water to it" she replied sarcastically.
When the holiday was over and it was time to go back to school for new session. They gave him just a little money and promised to come back to pay his school fees.
He left for school with his old notes, old uniform and since every student stayed in one hostel for two session, it automatically meant he was staying in the same block he was while in JS2.
Everything was going to be former! Former notes, Former uniform! Former hostel!
He left for school the following Sunday but on getting to school, he couldn't believe what he heard.
What was it?
Check the next episode for it
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Story by O'nezer
Episode Five.
"Josh, what are you looking for here" he repeatedly asked as he was finding his way out of the building.
"I just wanted to be sure if you have collected your result and I want to tell you goodbye. My dad is waiting for me." Josh rushed his word like someone who had hot yam in his mouth.
Josh passed almost all his papers but Dare had to repeat again.
When Dare received his result, he discovered that he had to repeat JSS2 for the third time. He couldn't even think of anything better to do and so resorted to killing himself in an uncompleted building by taking a powdery substance that could not be traced
All through Josh's journey home, he couldn't get over the thought of seeing what Dare was about to do when he stumbled on him inside the building.
The journey back home lasted for about an hour and thirty minutes.
His father had told him about his new baby sister that was at home. Josh couldn't hide his excitement of meeting his baby sister.
"Mom, what's my sisters name?" Josh had asked with so much joy all written over him.
"Her name is Joan" Josephine had replied. She requested him to go and change then have this lunch.
Two weeks after Josh got back from school, he was enrolled to the nearby holiday coaching to keep him on track towards the new session ahead.
Days kept rolling by and the holiday was winding off already, but the attention that Josh was always getting from everyone when it was only him had reduced drastically.
He was feeling the space of his dead mother and the unavailability of the father. There was an evening when he thought he would meet food at home after declining a dinner offer at his friends place.
"Mom, what are we taking for dinner?" He asked but the reply he got left him wondering why the father married this woman.
"Open your mouth to the breeze and drink water to it" she replied sarcastically.
When the holiday was over and it was time to go back to school for new session. They gave him just a little money and promised to come back to pay his school fees.
He left for school with his old notes, old uniform and since every student stayed in one hostel for two session, it automatically meant he was staying in the same block he was while in JS2.
Everything was going to be former! Former notes, Former uniform! Former hostel!
He left for school the following Sunday but on getting to school, he couldn't believe what he heard.
What was it?
Check the next episode for it
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Wednesday 18 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 4
Happy Child (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode Four
"Is this where I am going to stay" he said quietly to himself.
--
The room was all stuffy and small as they put 6 people in each rooms. Hardly will you have a walking space between those bunks.
Josh was coming from a comfortable place as he had a room to himself at home even though it was her mother's room.
A tall, dark guy welcomed him and showed me my space "Welcome, my name is Dare, what's yours?"
"I am Josh... Josh Alarape"
Josh realised that Dare was in JSS2 and he is going to be his bunk mate.
Their friendship was growing day by day that they were known from hostel to hostel that they were that inseparable.
Although Dare was only in JS 2, but he has been in school for 4 years now as he repeated JSS1 and passed the second time but JS2 couldn't be better as he is in JSS2 the second time. He isn't the serious type academically but a very creative young boy
At a point, the class teacher who noticed the 'five-and-six friendship' between Dare and Josh warned him to be careful but he wasn't listening.
He had found a brother and friend even everything in Dare and no one will be able to separate them.
Josh dad came around on of the Saturdays to visit him. There was a visiting day for the student were parent come around to check their children. Josh dad had missed several ones but he made it up this time around
"Josh, how have you been and how's studies?" the father had asked and he answered "fine, just fine dad". His father was impressed while going through his subject note books.
He dipped his hand in his pocket and hand him over a 100 naira note. Josh couldn't hide his excitement "thank you dad."
"I will love to see the principal before going" the father said as he walks away and bid his son goodbye.
Josh walked back to his block and the father walk down to the principal's office which was directly facing the gate.
"Good afternoon Mr Alarape, its good to see you again" he greeted as he pointed his hand for a shake. "Please, have you seat" the principal offered.
"I hope Josh is doing so fine academically and morally, sir" he curiously asked the principal.
He was told that his son had been doing very well as he was also part of the leading 5 in class.
"His first and second term result is quite impressive" the principal had said and Mr Alarape couldn't have been more proud than he was when he heard that his son was doing just fine.
Not long from then, the examination started and many student did well, but a few numbers of them did not do well.
On the Valedictory service of the school, the best students were awarded and many parent were present to celebrate and cheer their children up.
Josh wasn't excluded from those that were awarded for overall best student of his class. The father was really happy and the step mother couldn't make it as she now have a baby girl not long from that time and it won't be easy carrying the baby for that long journey.
Pictures were taken, menu were shared and everyone to their various house and those whose houses were far and outskirt were lodged in the school guest house and those who couldn't get space there were shared in the teachers lodge so they can wait to take their children home the next day.
In one of the announcement by the principal, he said all student should come for their result on the next day which happened to be Friday and the school long vacation will start.
On the Friday morning, most students were set with their luggage for the long holiday.
As everyone was getting their result. Some excited, some were lost and speechless while most couldn't share their result with anyone.
Josh was looking for Dare but couldn't find him till someone asked him to go and check the uncompleted building behind the female toilet.
He got there and found the most shocking thing.
"Daare!" Josh exclaimed
"Josh, what are you looking for?" He asked while trying to hide away.
What happened?
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Story by O'nezer
Episode Four
"Is this where I am going to stay" he said quietly to himself.
--
The room was all stuffy and small as they put 6 people in each rooms. Hardly will you have a walking space between those bunks.
Josh was coming from a comfortable place as he had a room to himself at home even though it was her mother's room.
A tall, dark guy welcomed him and showed me my space "Welcome, my name is Dare, what's yours?"
"I am Josh... Josh Alarape"
Josh realised that Dare was in JSS2 and he is going to be his bunk mate.
Their friendship was growing day by day that they were known from hostel to hostel that they were that inseparable.
Although Dare was only in JS 2, but he has been in school for 4 years now as he repeated JSS1 and passed the second time but JS2 couldn't be better as he is in JSS2 the second time. He isn't the serious type academically but a very creative young boy
At a point, the class teacher who noticed the 'five-and-six friendship' between Dare and Josh warned him to be careful but he wasn't listening.
He had found a brother and friend even everything in Dare and no one will be able to separate them.
Josh dad came around on of the Saturdays to visit him. There was a visiting day for the student were parent come around to check their children. Josh dad had missed several ones but he made it up this time around
"Josh, how have you been and how's studies?" the father had asked and he answered "fine, just fine dad". His father was impressed while going through his subject note books.
He dipped his hand in his pocket and hand him over a 100 naira note. Josh couldn't hide his excitement "thank you dad."
"I will love to see the principal before going" the father said as he walks away and bid his son goodbye.
Josh walked back to his block and the father walk down to the principal's office which was directly facing the gate.
"Good afternoon Mr Alarape, its good to see you again" he greeted as he pointed his hand for a shake. "Please, have you seat" the principal offered.
"I hope Josh is doing so fine academically and morally, sir" he curiously asked the principal.
He was told that his son had been doing very well as he was also part of the leading 5 in class.
"His first and second term result is quite impressive" the principal had said and Mr Alarape couldn't have been more proud than he was when he heard that his son was doing just fine.
Not long from then, the examination started and many student did well, but a few numbers of them did not do well.
On the Valedictory service of the school, the best students were awarded and many parent were present to celebrate and cheer their children up.
Josh wasn't excluded from those that were awarded for overall best student of his class. The father was really happy and the step mother couldn't make it as she now have a baby girl not long from that time and it won't be easy carrying the baby for that long journey.
Pictures were taken, menu were shared and everyone to their various house and those whose houses were far and outskirt were lodged in the school guest house and those who couldn't get space there were shared in the teachers lodge so they can wait to take their children home the next day.
In one of the announcement by the principal, he said all student should come for their result on the next day which happened to be Friday and the school long vacation will start.
On the Friday morning, most students were set with their luggage for the long holiday.
As everyone was getting their result. Some excited, some were lost and speechless while most couldn't share their result with anyone.
Josh was looking for Dare but couldn't find him till someone asked him to go and check the uncompleted building behind the female toilet.
He got there and found the most shocking thing.
"Daare!" Josh exclaimed
"Josh, what are you looking for?" He asked while trying to hide away.
What happened?
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Tuesday 17 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 3
HAPPY CHILD (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode Three
The service of songs and wake keep was done on a Friday night while family and friends rallied round at Mr Alarape's compound.
Many good words were said by people about his late wife's character and how she could go at any length to help both friends and strangers.
"She's the reason why my son is still in school." A woman had said as she dabbed the tears from her eyes.
The church minister led the closing song and prayed for the family as everyone left the compound still talking about the godly attitude of Mrs Alarape.
It was the following Saturday morning and the burial started at mid day. Everyone was surprise to see the number of people that turned up for the burial just because Mrs Alarape was a woman that was worth celebrating and emulating.
The burial ended and different people made a promise to help the family one way and the other.
"Josh will be placed on scholarship till he leaves primary school." The Headmistress of Bethel School had said.
Mr Alarape couldn't hide his excitement amidst tears, as everyone rallied round to cheer him up.
Days rolled to weeks, weeks to months and months to year.
Josh was doing so fine with his studies and even when Miss Josephine his former class teacher in primary 4 was no longer his teacher, she still took it upon herself to always take Josh home and stick around the family.
Within that same year, it was no surprise that Mr Alarape was the kind of man that his spirituality and interest in church activities wasn't as much as the wife. Even over time, it was more like the wife making him get involved with church and its members.
The visit, care and attention that Mr Alarape was getting from Miss Josephine had grown so much now that Mr Alarape was beginning to consider taking Miss Josephine in as a new wife to help heal emotionally and psychologically.
In one of their conversations one night, Mr Alarape had said to Josephine, "you always remind me of my late wife."
In no time, Mr Alarape made his intentions known and Miss Josephine declined for a while until one evening when she gave him a yes and they started planning on settling down together.
It was a mixed feelings for Josh as he was excited that dad was getting a new wife but he still couldn't get anyone to fill the vacuum of his mom since he had grown so used to his mom.
Miss Josephine wasn't a total stranger to him because she has been his teacher for a long while now before she became the class teacher for his class as well.
Josh was done with primary school and the father would love him school nearby where he could be monitored but Josephine suggested that he should be sent to boarding school which she felt was good for him.
After long deliberation and consideration, Josh wentvto have his common entrance exams done in Robert College in the neighboring town to where Mr Alarape lives.
Robert College was one of the best school around the town. The school runs both day and boarding.
Holiday was finally over and it was time for Josh to resume. He was excited about the fact that he was resuming Junior secondary and also getting to meet new friends.
Mr Alarape and Josephine escorted him down to the school. They made the other enquiries and made payment for the school fees, hostel fees and other fees.
Josh bade them goodbye with tears in eyes. It was an emotional moment as they all went their separate ways that day.
"This is block G your hostel and the bunk close to the wall is yours." the Porter had said.
What Josh set his eyes on immediately he entered left him shocked and confused.
What did Josh see?
Watch out for what next.
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Monday 16 September 2019
Happy Child Episode 2
Happy Child (With Many Sorrows)
Episode Two
Miss Josephine knocked on the door to the Head Mistress's office. She waited until she heard her bid in.
"Please, come in, the door isn't locked." The Headmistress replied.
The Head Mistress, Mrs Ajanaku, an old fair in complexion, tall Yoruba woman. She was strict but not difficult to approach.
"Good afternoon ma, I hope I didn't check in at the wrong time?" She asked.
"Not at all, I hope there is no problem?" She asked, concern in her voice.
"There is, but I don't know how to even go about it, ma!" Mrs Josephine said, her voice shaking .
"Talk to me. What's the problem?" Mrs Ajanaku pestered to know what was going on.
"I received a call about five minutes ago from Mr Alarape, he told me that he lost the wife and won't be able to come to school to pick Josh." Miss Josephine explained.
"Oh Jesus! That woman... Oh!" Mrs Ajanaku exclaimed and placed her head on the table.
"What are we going to do now?" The Headmistress asked to know what should be done, but they were both clueless.
Miss Josephine broke the silence "Let's call the school driver to take boy home after school."
The Head mistress placed a call to the father to inform him that the boy will be handed over to the driver to bring him home while the teachers will meet to know what next.
Josh Alarape was also one of the brilliant boys in Primary 4A and he celebrated his 8 year old birthday a few weeks ago.
Minutes rolled to hours and it was closing time.
Cars were trooping in to pick their kids. Some came around to pick their kids with motorbike, while some students went with the school bus.
Teachers were always waiting for the closing time briefing to summarize the work of the day. Submission of teaching materials and the likes.
All teachers were gathered in the open space close to the Headmistress office and the meeting started briefly.
"Good afternoon everyone." Mrs Ajanaku, greeted.
Everyone chorused the reply back "Good afternoon ma."
"Today is a sad day for me as we got a call from Josh's father some hours ago about the demise of his mother."
Everyone started mumbling. Some started to cry and those who were speechless stood gazing at nothing in particular.
"This death isn't fair." One of the Teachers said.
The Headmistress interrupted the cacophony of muffled tears. "Let's have one minute silence for the deceased." They all stood up and observed the minute.
The Headmistress further suggested that two teachers will be sent to the boys house to represent the school and know what they may be needing.
Everyone left the school compound talking and making comments on how good the woman was and the family.
****
In Mr Alarape's house.
The teachers entered the gate and saw people around the compound wailing, crying and dabbing their faces with different wrapper, face towel, tissues and so on. They approached a young man who was standing close to the door.
"Good evening sir, we are from Josh's school and we are here to..." Before they could finish what they were saying, someone from the room requested them to come in which they did.
"We're so sorry for the loss sir. May God console the family and uphold you sir." Mr Pade, one of the teachers said.
After staying for few minutes, they requested to take their leave and Mr Alarape said he was grateful.
He also told them to excuse Josh from school for the rest of the week because the burial was set to be done the following week.
What happened next?
Watch out for the next episode.
Episode Two
Miss Josephine knocked on the door to the Head Mistress's office. She waited until she heard her bid in.
"Please, come in, the door isn't locked." The Headmistress replied.
The Head Mistress, Mrs Ajanaku, an old fair in complexion, tall Yoruba woman. She was strict but not difficult to approach.
"Good afternoon ma, I hope I didn't check in at the wrong time?" She asked.
"Not at all, I hope there is no problem?" She asked, concern in her voice.
"There is, but I don't know how to even go about it, ma!" Mrs Josephine said, her voice shaking .
"Talk to me. What's the problem?" Mrs Ajanaku pestered to know what was going on.
"I received a call about five minutes ago from Mr Alarape, he told me that he lost the wife and won't be able to come to school to pick Josh." Miss Josephine explained.
"Oh Jesus! That woman... Oh!" Mrs Ajanaku exclaimed and placed her head on the table.
"What are we going to do now?" The Headmistress asked to know what should be done, but they were both clueless.
Miss Josephine broke the silence "Let's call the school driver to take boy home after school."
The Head mistress placed a call to the father to inform him that the boy will be handed over to the driver to bring him home while the teachers will meet to know what next.
Josh Alarape was also one of the brilliant boys in Primary 4A and he celebrated his 8 year old birthday a few weeks ago.
Minutes rolled to hours and it was closing time.
Cars were trooping in to pick their kids. Some came around to pick their kids with motorbike, while some students went with the school bus.
Teachers were always waiting for the closing time briefing to summarize the work of the day. Submission of teaching materials and the likes.
All teachers were gathered in the open space close to the Headmistress office and the meeting started briefly.
"Good afternoon everyone." Mrs Ajanaku, greeted.
Everyone chorused the reply back "Good afternoon ma."
"Today is a sad day for me as we got a call from Josh's father some hours ago about the demise of his mother."
Everyone started mumbling. Some started to cry and those who were speechless stood gazing at nothing in particular.
"This death isn't fair." One of the Teachers said.
The Headmistress interrupted the cacophony of muffled tears. "Let's have one minute silence for the deceased." They all stood up and observed the minute.
The Headmistress further suggested that two teachers will be sent to the boys house to represent the school and know what they may be needing.
Everyone left the school compound talking and making comments on how good the woman was and the family.
****
In Mr Alarape's house.
The teachers entered the gate and saw people around the compound wailing, crying and dabbing their faces with different wrapper, face towel, tissues and so on. They approached a young man who was standing close to the door.
"Good evening sir, we are from Josh's school and we are here to..." Before they could finish what they were saying, someone from the room requested them to come in which they did.
"We're so sorry for the loss sir. May God console the family and uphold you sir." Mr Pade, one of the teachers said.
After staying for few minutes, they requested to take their leave and Mr Alarape said he was grateful.
He also told them to excuse Josh from school for the rest of the week because the burial was set to be done the following week.
What happened next?
Watch out for the next episode.
Sunday 15 September 2019
HAPPY CHILD Episode 1
Happy Child (with many sorrows)
Story by O'nezer
Episode One
"Gbagaun! Gbagaun! 'Break time" a tall dark boy in a well ironed uniform stood in front of the class pavement to jingle the bell.
The break time was always from 12:00pm to 12:30 and this day wasn't different. All the pupils rushed out of their various classes. Those who wanted to buy food rushed to the food vendor while others that were eager to go on the playground found their way there.
Bethel Nursery and Primary School is one of the best school in the area, and even high-income families would rather send their kids to that school than any other school around.
There was also an open field very close to the car parking lot. Some of the boys would go there to play football, some doing the catcher game while some of the girls jumped rope.
"John, are you not going for break?" the class teacher asked John, who was the only one left in the class.
John was one of the bookworms and gentle kids in Primary 4. He was the last child of Mr and Mrs Adegbenro. Everything was given to satisfy him and he was been treated like a special child.
"No ma, I brought my food from home." John replied calmly.
"Alright. Enjoy your meal." the teacher said as she walked out the door to the opposite class.
Few minutes later, the break was over and everyone was back to their various classes.
"Good afternoon ma, you are welcome to Primary 4A. God bless you ma! Amen" the pupils chorused, affirming their prayer by themselves.
"You may have your seat." Miss Josephine ordered.
Miss Josephine, an unmarried, light skinned woman in her mid 30's. She was the class teacher who taught them 5 subjects.
She entered the class with their dictation note and started complaining on the number of students in their class who they had hope to present for the common entrance had failed dictation.
"I can't believe that out of 35 pupils in this class, only 15 people did well!" She exclaimed.
"Let's do the correction. Kingsley share this book." She said as she turned to the chalk board to write the correction.
A few seconds later, her phone started ringing. She wondered who could be calling her by that time of the noon. She moved closer to the bag but before she could answer her phone, the call went off.
"Wos, the person will call back jere." She said in a whisper as she continued writing on the board.
The phone started ringing again. She picked this time!
"Hello... Good afternoon sir. Yes, this is Bethel Nursery and Primary School... Yes sir, I'm with you... Jesus, when? Oh God!" She dropped the call.
"Let me just write the right answers on the board, correct it all in your book and bring it back to the staff room." She said as she hurried out of the class.
Immediately she headed straight to the Head-Mistress's office.
What happened next?
Watch out for the next episode to find out.
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Story by O'nezer
Episode One
"Gbagaun! Gbagaun! 'Break time" a tall dark boy in a well ironed uniform stood in front of the class pavement to jingle the bell.
The break time was always from 12:00pm to 12:30 and this day wasn't different. All the pupils rushed out of their various classes. Those who wanted to buy food rushed to the food vendor while others that were eager to go on the playground found their way there.
Bethel Nursery and Primary School is one of the best school in the area, and even high-income families would rather send their kids to that school than any other school around.
There was also an open field very close to the car parking lot. Some of the boys would go there to play football, some doing the catcher game while some of the girls jumped rope.
"John, are you not going for break?" the class teacher asked John, who was the only one left in the class.
John was one of the bookworms and gentle kids in Primary 4. He was the last child of Mr and Mrs Adegbenro. Everything was given to satisfy him and he was been treated like a special child.
"No ma, I brought my food from home." John replied calmly.
"Alright. Enjoy your meal." the teacher said as she walked out the door to the opposite class.
Few minutes later, the break was over and everyone was back to their various classes.
"Good afternoon ma, you are welcome to Primary 4A. God bless you ma! Amen" the pupils chorused, affirming their prayer by themselves.
"You may have your seat." Miss Josephine ordered.
Miss Josephine, an unmarried, light skinned woman in her mid 30's. She was the class teacher who taught them 5 subjects.
She entered the class with their dictation note and started complaining on the number of students in their class who they had hope to present for the common entrance had failed dictation.
"I can't believe that out of 35 pupils in this class, only 15 people did well!" She exclaimed.
"Let's do the correction. Kingsley share this book." She said as she turned to the chalk board to write the correction.
A few seconds later, her phone started ringing. She wondered who could be calling her by that time of the noon. She moved closer to the bag but before she could answer her phone, the call went off.
"Wos, the person will call back jere." She said in a whisper as she continued writing on the board.
The phone started ringing again. She picked this time!
"Hello... Good afternoon sir. Yes, this is Bethel Nursery and Primary School... Yes sir, I'm with you... Jesus, when? Oh God!" She dropped the call.
"Let me just write the right answers on the board, correct it all in your book and bring it back to the staff room." She said as she hurried out of the class.
Immediately she headed straight to the Head-Mistress's office.
What happened next?
Watch out for the next episode to find out.
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Sunday 4 August 2019
Beyond the shade. Episode 7- finale
BEYOND THE SHADE
Episode 7- Finale.
Story by O'nezer
I slowly walked down to the room that I saw everyone running to.
"Aunty, is that the madam?" I asked to confirm.
Madam Adeniwura was very beautiful. From her looks, she should be in her mid forty's.
She was coughing so loudly and the sound was very scary. She was coughing like that because the time that she was supposed to be given the renewal blood had almost passed and still had not gotten the blood.
Inability to drink the blood would lead to her death, based on what Mr Tunde said.
"I know of a blood that can help Madam" I said not knowing where the confidence came from.
I continued "this blood is ever active and never failing" all eyes were now on me.
"Wetin this pikin dey talk, you wan dey whine us abi?" one of the guy interrupted, but Mr Tunde shut him up and asked me to continue.
"The blood is the one that I drink whenever I'm in trouble or find myself in situations beyond control and my parent always tell me that this blood is available anywhere and every day" before I could finish that, everyone has moved back a bit with mixture of fear and disbelief.
I concluded with "if you want the blood, what to do isn't hard. Just say after me, Lord Jesus..."
I noticed a change in tone and someone hissed "na so so Jesus matter she wan yan self..." One of the guy said and they started walking out one after the other.
"Guy make we listen to wetin she wan talk na" one of them reluctantly suggested, but they left and now we were just 4 left out of 10 people that we got in together.
Mr Tunde, Madam Adeniwura, Aunty Bukola and Prince who had changed his name to Perimeter.
I introduced them to the blood that can never lose its power. Madam Adeniwura started gasping and we all gathered around again but to my greatest surprise she started shouting "blood of Jesus" repeatedly.
She was feeling much better and Mr Tunde suggested we took Madam to the hospital to have her checked up and placed on the right medication, but it was late in the night already when he made the suggestion.
They concluded on going very early on Sunday morning.
"Wake up, let's go" I felt a tap on my back. I stood up and followed them but as we were about stepping out of the house, what we saw was shocking.
We saw a police van outside the gate and with my guesses, quite a number of police and had been placed around the house.
"Hands up everyone" one of the police said.
"Help, help... Somebody help" Mr Tunde shouted.
But before any help could be rendered, Madam Adeniwura was dead and this made everyone cold, but my question was- 'how did police get to this place?'
Aunty Bukola followed the guys out when they wanted to take Uncle Musa away. She pleaded with one of the guys that had a crush on her.
They showed uncle Musa the way and he was the one that found his way back home and brought the Police men along with Sandra's family.
Mom was looking so pale and I could see worry all over dad's face. It was indeed the longest weekend in my life.
I can boldly say that Jesus power is super power and his blood is ever saving. No matter how far you might have gone away, He's ready to save and take you back.
This is what happened to me about 15 years ago and I'm happy to share my testimony on this program 'Beyond the Shade as I also celebrate my 25th birthday today. To God be the glory."
The moderator interrupted "Until next time you join us on this real life and life changing, educative and informative program, stay tuned with us and stay blessed. Join us same time, same station"
Fade out.
The End
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Episode 7- Finale.
Story by O'nezer
I slowly walked down to the room that I saw everyone running to.
"Aunty, is that the madam?" I asked to confirm.
Madam Adeniwura was very beautiful. From her looks, she should be in her mid forty's.
She was coughing so loudly and the sound was very scary. She was coughing like that because the time that she was supposed to be given the renewal blood had almost passed and still had not gotten the blood.
Inability to drink the blood would lead to her death, based on what Mr Tunde said.
"I know of a blood that can help Madam" I said not knowing where the confidence came from.
I continued "this blood is ever active and never failing" all eyes were now on me.
"Wetin this pikin dey talk, you wan dey whine us abi?" one of the guy interrupted, but Mr Tunde shut him up and asked me to continue.
"The blood is the one that I drink whenever I'm in trouble or find myself in situations beyond control and my parent always tell me that this blood is available anywhere and every day" before I could finish that, everyone has moved back a bit with mixture of fear and disbelief.
I concluded with "if you want the blood, what to do isn't hard. Just say after me, Lord Jesus..."
I noticed a change in tone and someone hissed "na so so Jesus matter she wan yan self..." One of the guy said and they started walking out one after the other.
"Guy make we listen to wetin she wan talk na" one of them reluctantly suggested, but they left and now we were just 4 left out of 10 people that we got in together.
Mr Tunde, Madam Adeniwura, Aunty Bukola and Prince who had changed his name to Perimeter.
I introduced them to the blood that can never lose its power. Madam Adeniwura started gasping and we all gathered around again but to my greatest surprise she started shouting "blood of Jesus" repeatedly.
She was feeling much better and Mr Tunde suggested we took Madam to the hospital to have her checked up and placed on the right medication, but it was late in the night already when he made the suggestion.
They concluded on going very early on Sunday morning.
"Wake up, let's go" I felt a tap on my back. I stood up and followed them but as we were about stepping out of the house, what we saw was shocking.
We saw a police van outside the gate and with my guesses, quite a number of police and had been placed around the house.
"Hands up everyone" one of the police said.
"Help, help... Somebody help" Mr Tunde shouted.
But before any help could be rendered, Madam Adeniwura was dead and this made everyone cold, but my question was- 'how did police get to this place?'
Aunty Bukola followed the guys out when they wanted to take Uncle Musa away. She pleaded with one of the guys that had a crush on her.
They showed uncle Musa the way and he was the one that found his way back home and brought the Police men along with Sandra's family.
Mom was looking so pale and I could see worry all over dad's face. It was indeed the longest weekend in my life.
I can boldly say that Jesus power is super power and his blood is ever saving. No matter how far you might have gone away, He's ready to save and take you back.
This is what happened to me about 15 years ago and I'm happy to share my testimony on this program 'Beyond the Shade as I also celebrate my 25th birthday today. To God be the glory."
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Saturday 3 August 2019
Beyond the shades. Episode 6
BEYOND THE SHADE
Story by O'nezer
Episode 6
At about 11am that morning, we heard a knock on the door. Again. I still imagine why they always knocked seeing we were being held hostage.
And even though i knew we were in a dangerous situation, I was getting hungry and growing tired as each moment passed. I secretly wished aunt Bukola was at the door and hopefully she brought us food and have thought of a way to help us out of the house.
I could see fear written over Uncle Musa's face. He walked reluctantly to the door and opened it. He gasped, rather too loudly.
"Thank goodness!" He whispered.
I looked up and guess who was there... Aunty Bukola!
I was so excited. Aunty, has I knew best to address anyone older than I was, brought us food - garnished noodles and yogurt.
I was thinking Aunty Bukola would tell us how to get out of here as she promised, but the news she brought to us further broke my heart.
"They knew I was here last night and it was frowned upon." She said calmly.
The news instantaneously made me lose my appetite. I had just 3 spoons and left the rest.
About two and half hours that baba had gone and as time went by, everywhere seemed scarier than before, and since we had no clue of what was going to happen to us, we just followed every instruction.
As we waited, different thoughts going through our minds, there was a knock at the door. When uncle Musa opened the door, it was the guy that came in earlier with the scarf to blindfold us.
"Mr, let's go and this time around, I pray you come back alive." The huge guy said.
He tied our face again and led us through the way. This time, we were asked to sit and not kneel like the first time.
Baba started with his songs and later started chanting, this taking about thirty minutes.
After that, Baba requested that they should take Uncle Musa away. "Remember the sacrifice requires the blood of a young girl, so take this man back. There is no room for delay again because we have to do the renewal today, if not..." Baba said angrily.
"We all know what happens if a renewal isn't done every three months." I heard, but I still couldn't comprehend what needed to be renewed and why.
I sensed uncle Musa had been taken away and I was left with Baba and a few other people in the room.
Baba asked one of the guy to remove the blindfold. To my greatest surprise, it was Mr Tunde.
He was equally as shocked as I was. That took me back to why the HM said 'he had better flee.'
"Guys, you picked the wrong girl. Now I know why all the sacrifice and all wasn't working on her." He said with an hint of shame in his voice.
"Look, I know who she is, and I have always known Sandra as quite different from other pupils that I have been sending to Madam Adeniwura."
**********************
Madam Adeniwura. She was one of the rich and well known woman in the outskirt of the town. Everyone had assumed and associated her source of wealth with her presumable hardwork.
Unknown to others, Madam acquired her wealth through a blood renewal plan which required the use of girls between the ages seven to eleven.
Mr Tunde's father died a year ago and he believed in his father's work, and that was why he made both teaching and his father's work a part time job.
****
Before anyone could say anything else, I asked where Uncle Musa was and after Baba nudged one of the guys to speak, I was told he had been killed. I couldn't believe it. Rapidly, tears flowed down my cheeks, but before I could burst out crying, we heard a shout from one of the rooms.
"What's going on?" Baba said. Everyone looked equally confused as they all rushed towards one of the rooms, leaving the teary-eyed me.
What happened?
Watch out for the next episode to find out.
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Story by O'nezer
Episode 6
At about 11am that morning, we heard a knock on the door. Again. I still imagine why they always knocked seeing we were being held hostage.
And even though i knew we were in a dangerous situation, I was getting hungry and growing tired as each moment passed. I secretly wished aunt Bukola was at the door and hopefully she brought us food and have thought of a way to help us out of the house.
I could see fear written over Uncle Musa's face. He walked reluctantly to the door and opened it. He gasped, rather too loudly.
"Thank goodness!" He whispered.
I looked up and guess who was there... Aunty Bukola!
I was so excited. Aunty, has I knew best to address anyone older than I was, brought us food - garnished noodles and yogurt.
I was thinking Aunty Bukola would tell us how to get out of here as she promised, but the news she brought to us further broke my heart.
"They knew I was here last night and it was frowned upon." She said calmly.
The news instantaneously made me lose my appetite. I had just 3 spoons and left the rest.
About two and half hours that baba had gone and as time went by, everywhere seemed scarier than before, and since we had no clue of what was going to happen to us, we just followed every instruction.
As we waited, different thoughts going through our minds, there was a knock at the door. When uncle Musa opened the door, it was the guy that came in earlier with the scarf to blindfold us.
"Mr, let's go and this time around, I pray you come back alive." The huge guy said.
He tied our face again and led us through the way. This time, we were asked to sit and not kneel like the first time.
Baba started with his songs and later started chanting, this taking about thirty minutes.
After that, Baba requested that they should take Uncle Musa away. "Remember the sacrifice requires the blood of a young girl, so take this man back. There is no room for delay again because we have to do the renewal today, if not..." Baba said angrily.
"We all know what happens if a renewal isn't done every three months." I heard, but I still couldn't comprehend what needed to be renewed and why.
I sensed uncle Musa had been taken away and I was left with Baba and a few other people in the room.
Baba asked one of the guy to remove the blindfold. To my greatest surprise, it was Mr Tunde.
He was equally as shocked as I was. That took me back to why the HM said 'he had better flee.'
"Guys, you picked the wrong girl. Now I know why all the sacrifice and all wasn't working on her." He said with an hint of shame in his voice.
"Look, I know who she is, and I have always known Sandra as quite different from other pupils that I have been sending to Madam Adeniwura."
**********************
Madam Adeniwura. She was one of the rich and well known woman in the outskirt of the town. Everyone had assumed and associated her source of wealth with her presumable hardwork.
Unknown to others, Madam acquired her wealth through a blood renewal plan which required the use of girls between the ages seven to eleven.
Mr Tunde's father died a year ago and he believed in his father's work, and that was why he made both teaching and his father's work a part time job.
****
Before anyone could say anything else, I asked where Uncle Musa was and after Baba nudged one of the guys to speak, I was told he had been killed. I couldn't believe it. Rapidly, tears flowed down my cheeks, but before I could burst out crying, we heard a shout from one of the rooms.
"What's going on?" Baba said. Everyone looked equally confused as they all rushed towards one of the rooms, leaving the teary-eyed me.
What happened?
Watch out for the next episode to find out.
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Friday 2 August 2019
Beyond the shade Episode 5
BEYOND THE SHADE
(Episode 5)
Story by O'nezer
Initially, we were hearing a sound faintly from a distance, but it kept getting closer to us. When I checked the clock on the wall in the room, it was already morning as the time was 6:45am.
"What's that sound uncle?" I asked with fear.
The sound of music coming from the place we assumed to be the sitting room was now scary.
Some minutes later, someone came knocking at the door. We weren't sure whether to be happy or sad. It was actually a mixed feelings of 'thank God we are leaving and that of leaving that house alive.'
Uncle Musa gathered the confidence to open the door. It was a new guy that we hadn't seen the day before.
He was wearing a dark polo that revealed his well- built muscles. If he attempted to carry me with his big palm, I would look like tissue in his hand.
He entered the room and asked Uncle Musa to kneel down. I was getting scared as those words from the guy that said everyday won't be Christmas here was coming to my mind.
He brought us a white scarf-like cloth and he covered my eyes and that of Uncle Musa and instructed us to follow him immediately.
We were being directed as we both couldn't see where we were being taken to.
I couldn't see the time to know how long we've been blindfolded, but by assumption, It was nothing less than 30 minutes.
"Madam is here now" one of the guys said and we could feel the sound which made it more obvious that the house wasn't only big but so many people were working in it.
As they continued discussing, we heard them talking about a baba that was on his way down there, but had to attend to one or two things which was the reason for his delay.
Some minutes later, someone came around to announce the presence of the long expected baba.
Baba entered and he saw us kneeling with our blindfold. A lot of questions were running through my mind but the only thing I could do was to keep praying and reminding God of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. I remembered that He that watches over us never sleeps nor slumbers.
I've heard my parents pray that before and it was quite easy to repeat their words of prayer in my present state.
My parent had always told me that God hears and answers prayer not minding our status or whatnot.
Baba was saying some unfamiliar words and as a little child, I was not sure I could even guess what baba was trying to say.
"Madam, don't worry, we will do the renewal perfectly and you will live longer than your forefathers" baba confidently assured whoever the Madam was.
After several attempts on saying some words and feeling baba's movement around us. We realised that Baba was acting strange and somewhat furious and he kept on saying "I hope these ones here are not the forbidden ones."
After several attempts, "it's like it's not working" Baba whispered.
"Baba, you sure say no be you dey fake am" one of the guy interrupted but before he could finish his statement, we heard a sound like a fall.
"Go and throw his body in the canal behind the compound" Baba said.
I had never been more scared in my life at that instant.
"How could someone fall and die instantly just because he dared Baba" I thought.
"This baba must be powerful" I muttered but the only song that came to my mind that moment was the song they taught us at children's church "Jesus power, super power..." I kept on singing it silently.
'Let us take a break, I will come back in 3 hours time to retry but by then, I'm coming with double of what I came with" Baba said as he walked out of the house.
We were returned back to our room and that was when they opened our eyes again.
What happened after this?
Find out in the next episode.
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(Episode 5)
Story by O'nezer
Initially, we were hearing a sound faintly from a distance, but it kept getting closer to us. When I checked the clock on the wall in the room, it was already morning as the time was 6:45am.
"What's that sound uncle?" I asked with fear.
The sound of music coming from the place we assumed to be the sitting room was now scary.
Some minutes later, someone came knocking at the door. We weren't sure whether to be happy or sad. It was actually a mixed feelings of 'thank God we are leaving and that of leaving that house alive.'
Uncle Musa gathered the confidence to open the door. It was a new guy that we hadn't seen the day before.
He was wearing a dark polo that revealed his well- built muscles. If he attempted to carry me with his big palm, I would look like tissue in his hand.
He entered the room and asked Uncle Musa to kneel down. I was getting scared as those words from the guy that said everyday won't be Christmas here was coming to my mind.
He brought us a white scarf-like cloth and he covered my eyes and that of Uncle Musa and instructed us to follow him immediately.
We were being directed as we both couldn't see where we were being taken to.
I couldn't see the time to know how long we've been blindfolded, but by assumption, It was nothing less than 30 minutes.
"Madam is here now" one of the guys said and we could feel the sound which made it more obvious that the house wasn't only big but so many people were working in it.
As they continued discussing, we heard them talking about a baba that was on his way down there, but had to attend to one or two things which was the reason for his delay.
Some minutes later, someone came around to announce the presence of the long expected baba.
Baba entered and he saw us kneeling with our blindfold. A lot of questions were running through my mind but the only thing I could do was to keep praying and reminding God of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. I remembered that He that watches over us never sleeps nor slumbers.
I've heard my parents pray that before and it was quite easy to repeat their words of prayer in my present state.
My parent had always told me that God hears and answers prayer not minding our status or whatnot.
Baba was saying some unfamiliar words and as a little child, I was not sure I could even guess what baba was trying to say.
"Madam, don't worry, we will do the renewal perfectly and you will live longer than your forefathers" baba confidently assured whoever the Madam was.
After several attempts on saying some words and feeling baba's movement around us. We realised that Baba was acting strange and somewhat furious and he kept on saying "I hope these ones here are not the forbidden ones."
After several attempts, "it's like it's not working" Baba whispered.
"Baba, you sure say no be you dey fake am" one of the guy interrupted but before he could finish his statement, we heard a sound like a fall.
"Go and throw his body in the canal behind the compound" Baba said.
I had never been more scared in my life at that instant.
"How could someone fall and die instantly just because he dared Baba" I thought.
"This baba must be powerful" I muttered but the only song that came to my mind that moment was the song they taught us at children's church "Jesus power, super power..." I kept on singing it silently.
'Let us take a break, I will come back in 3 hours time to retry but by then, I'm coming with double of what I came with" Baba said as he walked out of the house.
We were returned back to our room and that was when they opened our eyes again.
What happened after this?
Find out in the next episode.
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Thursday 1 August 2019
Beyond the shade. Episode 4
BEYOND THE SHADE
(Episode 4)
Story by O'nezer
"Open up!" the male voice said again, knocking vigorously.
Bukola paced around the room. All of us crippled with fear of knowing she shouldn't be in our room at that time of the day. She was already acting and thinking out in whispers on what to say or where to hide.
"Aunty, the wardrobe is big enough for you to hide and not be caught" I quickly suggested.
Without thinking twice, she gave me a quiet hi five and gently walked into and closed the wardrobe that was firmly built close to the wall.
Uncle Musa walked towards the door and checked through the heyhole just like he did the first time, but this time it was definitely a man.
Uncle Musa opened the door and the guy entered the room with a towel in this right and a blanket on the other hand.
"Everyday no be Christmas and na first night go always sweet pass." He said and handed the towel and blanket to me.
He walked a bit close to the wardrobe but uncle Musa created a scene by shedding crocodile tears and he requested the new guy to please set us free so we can go home. The new guy hissed and left the room. Immediately, Uncle Musa went straight to the door and locked it.
"It's getting late already and I have to go now, no one must come back and meet me here again." Bukola said hurriedly as she stepped out of the wardrobe.
She looked through the hole and tried to be sure that none of the other house workers was around to see her walk out the room. She walked out and uncle Musa and I were left alone in the room. Everywhere was as silent as the graveyard and only the sound of the wall clock was so loud that the person next room could hear it.
"Try to sleep Sandra, let's just keep praying we get out of this place alive." Uncle Musa said calmly.
Although I always had the belief that there was always a reason for everything and God won't watch His own suffer in the hands of the evil people, I was a bit scared.
"Uncle, but I have something I want to ask you. I don't know if you will tell me." I asked silently.
"Go ahead, if it is something I can definitely answer, I sure will." Uncle Musa assured me.
"Where do you know that aunty from?" I asked.
"It's a long story but i'll tell you a short version. So about Bukola," he adjusted. "She's someone I met some years ago, but never thought we could ever see again. You know, life can be very funny and it can always bring people back together" Uncle Musa said as he now turned his face to me.
"I met Bukola when she was posted to H.I.S for her National Youth Service. She was everything a man could ask for in a woman and though she looked so young and innocent, I felt I could have her as my wife."
"Bukola was serving at a primary school where I worked as the school bus Driver. I was quite young also and I had enough money I could spend on her and even give her a big wedding if she wanted. But she saw me as an ordinary Driver and my looks couldn't speak for me before her." Uncle Musa said and turned to me.
"I won't bore you with details of the story. I'll go straight to the point." he continued, but my eyes were heavy and Uncle Musa could see that.
"Let's sleep. I'll tell you everything tomorrow." He said.
The next morning being a Saturday, something was going on in the building and that was what woke us up.
Find out in the next episode.
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(Episode 4)
Story by O'nezer
"Open up!" the male voice said again, knocking vigorously.
Bukola paced around the room. All of us crippled with fear of knowing she shouldn't be in our room at that time of the day. She was already acting and thinking out in whispers on what to say or where to hide.
"Aunty, the wardrobe is big enough for you to hide and not be caught" I quickly suggested.
Without thinking twice, she gave me a quiet hi five and gently walked into and closed the wardrobe that was firmly built close to the wall.
Uncle Musa walked towards the door and checked through the heyhole just like he did the first time, but this time it was definitely a man.
Uncle Musa opened the door and the guy entered the room with a towel in this right and a blanket on the other hand.
"Everyday no be Christmas and na first night go always sweet pass." He said and handed the towel and blanket to me.
He walked a bit close to the wardrobe but uncle Musa created a scene by shedding crocodile tears and he requested the new guy to please set us free so we can go home. The new guy hissed and left the room. Immediately, Uncle Musa went straight to the door and locked it.
"It's getting late already and I have to go now, no one must come back and meet me here again." Bukola said hurriedly as she stepped out of the wardrobe.
She looked through the hole and tried to be sure that none of the other house workers was around to see her walk out the room. She walked out and uncle Musa and I were left alone in the room. Everywhere was as silent as the graveyard and only the sound of the wall clock was so loud that the person next room could hear it.
"Try to sleep Sandra, let's just keep praying we get out of this place alive." Uncle Musa said calmly.
Although I always had the belief that there was always a reason for everything and God won't watch His own suffer in the hands of the evil people, I was a bit scared.
"Uncle, but I have something I want to ask you. I don't know if you will tell me." I asked silently.
"Go ahead, if it is something I can definitely answer, I sure will." Uncle Musa assured me.
"Where do you know that aunty from?" I asked.
"It's a long story but i'll tell you a short version. So about Bukola," he adjusted. "She's someone I met some years ago, but never thought we could ever see again. You know, life can be very funny and it can always bring people back together" Uncle Musa said as he now turned his face to me.
"I met Bukola when she was posted to H.I.S for her National Youth Service. She was everything a man could ask for in a woman and though she looked so young and innocent, I felt I could have her as my wife."
"Bukola was serving at a primary school where I worked as the school bus Driver. I was quite young also and I had enough money I could spend on her and even give her a big wedding if she wanted. But she saw me as an ordinary Driver and my looks couldn't speak for me before her." Uncle Musa said and turned to me.
"I won't bore you with details of the story. I'll go straight to the point." he continued, but my eyes were heavy and Uncle Musa could see that.
"Let's sleep. I'll tell you everything tomorrow." He said.
The next morning being a Saturday, something was going on in the building and that was what woke us up.
Find out in the next episode.
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Wednesday 31 July 2019
Beyond the shade episode 3
BEYOND THE SHADE
(Episode 3)
Story by O'nezer
Some minutes later, we approached a beautiful gate. The house within the fence was amazing. There were a few other houses on the street where the building was located, but this house was different in terms of its beauty.
As we got closer to the gate of the building, the gate gave way for the car to enter, and it was until we got inside I knew there was a Gate Guard with a remote for the gate.
"Welcome sirs." The Gate Guard said.
I guessed he was expecting us or maybe he knew why we were there.
"Make una come out gently without noise" Spider, as we have come to know him, said.
We moved into the house but what I was wondering about the whole time was why they would bring us to a beautiful mansion.
In a split moment, I had forgotten that I was kidnapped because even though my parents were moderately financially equipped, they made us the understand that our house was beautiful enough, but nothing had prepared me for a place big and beautiful as this.
One of the things that amazed me was how everything in the house had been programmed to a control unit that doors were sensitive to people's movement.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, unknowingly.
I looked around hoping to find a wall clock in hopes to know what the time was, I got a glimpse of a digital clock that sat high up on a wall shelf and it read 6:55pm.
It was then that I realised that I had been away from home, without the knowledge of my parents for four hours.
Uncle Musa and I were taken to a room upstairs and we were told that we would be would be called upon in a few minutes.
"Called upon?" I whispered.
A few minutes later, a fair complexioned, slim and tall lady with long braid tied at the back, came in.
"What will you like to eat? I know it could have been a long journey coming down here." She asked calmly.
Uncle Musa who had had his head buried in his laps for a while now, and had been ignoring my questions, looked up, but as he was about to say something, he was taken aback.
He stood up abruptly and said, "Bukola, how did you get here? Is this where you work?"
Well, it seemed as if Uncle Musa knew this lady and I hoped she would at least tell us what was going on.
To my disappointment she said she could not tell us what was going on but she promised to come around later in the night to explain to us what's going on around here.
"Don't let anyone know that we know each other, I will find a way to help you out of here." She had said.
She went out and got us a couple of snacks to eat and we were left alone.
It was a quarter past 11pm when we heard a knock at the door, and honestly we weren't as scared as when we initially scared arrived.
Uncle Musa gathered up confidence while he tip toed to check through the door hole to see who the person was. Luckily for us, it was Bukola and we couldn't wait for her to tell us what was going on.
I could already picture in my head how worried mom and dad would have been. 'Would they be crying right now? Will my brother be asleep or awake? Would Onome and her parents already been notified already?...and many more question were going through my mind before Bukola asked about my welfare.
"I won't be staying long but just know that I will find a way to get you guys out of here." She said.
As she opened her mouth to continue, we heard a knock on the door.
"Open up!" Someone yelled.
Watch out for next episode.
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(Episode 3)
Story by O'nezer
Some minutes later, we approached a beautiful gate. The house within the fence was amazing. There were a few other houses on the street where the building was located, but this house was different in terms of its beauty.
As we got closer to the gate of the building, the gate gave way for the car to enter, and it was until we got inside I knew there was a Gate Guard with a remote for the gate.
"Welcome sirs." The Gate Guard said.
I guessed he was expecting us or maybe he knew why we were there.
"Make una come out gently without noise" Spider, as we have come to know him, said.
We moved into the house but what I was wondering about the whole time was why they would bring us to a beautiful mansion.
In a split moment, I had forgotten that I was kidnapped because even though my parents were moderately financially equipped, they made us the understand that our house was beautiful enough, but nothing had prepared me for a place big and beautiful as this.
One of the things that amazed me was how everything in the house had been programmed to a control unit that doors were sensitive to people's movement.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, unknowingly.
I looked around hoping to find a wall clock in hopes to know what the time was, I got a glimpse of a digital clock that sat high up on a wall shelf and it read 6:55pm.
It was then that I realised that I had been away from home, without the knowledge of my parents for four hours.
Uncle Musa and I were taken to a room upstairs and we were told that we would be would be called upon in a few minutes.
"Called upon?" I whispered.
A few minutes later, a fair complexioned, slim and tall lady with long braid tied at the back, came in.
"What will you like to eat? I know it could have been a long journey coming down here." She asked calmly.
Uncle Musa who had had his head buried in his laps for a while now, and had been ignoring my questions, looked up, but as he was about to say something, he was taken aback.
He stood up abruptly and said, "Bukola, how did you get here? Is this where you work?"
Well, it seemed as if Uncle Musa knew this lady and I hoped she would at least tell us what was going on.
To my disappointment she said she could not tell us what was going on but she promised to come around later in the night to explain to us what's going on around here.
"Don't let anyone know that we know each other, I will find a way to help you out of here." She had said.
She went out and got us a couple of snacks to eat and we were left alone.
It was a quarter past 11pm when we heard a knock at the door, and honestly we weren't as scared as when we initially scared arrived.
Uncle Musa gathered up confidence while he tip toed to check through the door hole to see who the person was. Luckily for us, it was Bukola and we couldn't wait for her to tell us what was going on.
I could already picture in my head how worried mom and dad would have been. 'Would they be crying right now? Will my brother be asleep or awake? Would Onome and her parents already been notified already?...and many more question were going through my mind before Bukola asked about my welfare.
"I won't be staying long but just know that I will find a way to get you guys out of here." She said.
As she opened her mouth to continue, we heard a knock on the door.
"Open up!" Someone yelled.
Watch out for next episode.
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Tuesday 30 July 2019
Beyond the shade
BEYOND THE SHADE
(Episode 2)
That Friday, the bell rung and you could feel the excitement in the air, in that our VS would be here in a few days time. Dan had finished his exams on Wednesday and since then, mom had been taking him along with her to her office.
If I hadn't been in Primary 5 or I hadn't going to have a few presentations at the end of the year program, I would also have a reason to not go to school till the Vs day.
Ever since Mr Tunde sudden disappearance, dad had either been asking his driver to come pick us and take us to mom's office or mom tried to close earlier to come and pick us at school.
That Friday, it was the driver that came to pick me. When he came, I had Onome, my friend with me. Onome was my closest female friend then. We attended the same church and our parents were friends. Whenever Onome's parent buys clothes or shoes for her, they sometimes buy mine, this showing how close our families were.
That same afternoon, Onome was with me but since her own house wasn't as far as mine, she dropped at the first junction right outside school.
As at the time she dropped, I was already dosing off. Uncle Musa on the other hand was trying to make me and Onome laugh by asking us to spell some words which we did and we would laugh when he couldn't spell a couple.
Ahead, as we were about taking the lonely path that led to mom's office, we could see three young guys about the ages 25-30 were stopping cars and were checking the car documents.
When It was now our turn, I thought it was the car documents they wanted until I noticed one of them checking his phone to confirm something.
The next thing they did was to open the car's rear door and instructed Uncle Musa to keep driving. Uncle Musa tried to argue and refuse but one of them gave him an heavy punch in his left eye. He obeyed and drove as instructed.
It had been an hour that we've been on the road and slowly we were driving out of the town where we could shout or seek for help. I wanted to shout, scream or maybe act funny but the fear of the punch kept me muted. If Uncle Musa could be injured in the eye just because he resisted, what would happen if I screamed. They would probably strangle me.
Suddenly a phone rang.
"Who get the phone wey dey ring?" one of the boys asked.
I guessed it was mom that was calling already, but the guy that gave Musa a punch seemed to be really wicked.
"Don't pick that call." He said in a commanding tone, but uncle Musa dared to anyway. Before he could lift the phone up, he was served a slap.
The slap made uncle Musa loose control of the car for a moment and the car swerved left and right on the road before coming to a halt.
"Spider dey talk, you dey disobey. E be like say you no sabi person." The second boy said.
Some minutes later, we approached a gate. What I saw was astounding.
Watch out for what next
(Episode 2)
That Friday, the bell rung and you could feel the excitement in the air, in that our VS would be here in a few days time. Dan had finished his exams on Wednesday and since then, mom had been taking him along with her to her office.
If I hadn't been in Primary 5 or I hadn't going to have a few presentations at the end of the year program, I would also have a reason to not go to school till the Vs day.
Ever since Mr Tunde sudden disappearance, dad had either been asking his driver to come pick us and take us to mom's office or mom tried to close earlier to come and pick us at school.
That Friday, it was the driver that came to pick me. When he came, I had Onome, my friend with me. Onome was my closest female friend then. We attended the same church and our parents were friends. Whenever Onome's parent buys clothes or shoes for her, they sometimes buy mine, this showing how close our families were.
That same afternoon, Onome was with me but since her own house wasn't as far as mine, she dropped at the first junction right outside school.
As at the time she dropped, I was already dosing off. Uncle Musa on the other hand was trying to make me and Onome laugh by asking us to spell some words which we did and we would laugh when he couldn't spell a couple.
Ahead, as we were about taking the lonely path that led to mom's office, we could see three young guys about the ages 25-30 were stopping cars and were checking the car documents.
When It was now our turn, I thought it was the car documents they wanted until I noticed one of them checking his phone to confirm something.
The next thing they did was to open the car's rear door and instructed Uncle Musa to keep driving. Uncle Musa tried to argue and refuse but one of them gave him an heavy punch in his left eye. He obeyed and drove as instructed.
It had been an hour that we've been on the road and slowly we were driving out of the town where we could shout or seek for help. I wanted to shout, scream or maybe act funny but the fear of the punch kept me muted. If Uncle Musa could be injured in the eye just because he resisted, what would happen if I screamed. They would probably strangle me.
Suddenly a phone rang.
"Who get the phone wey dey ring?" one of the boys asked.
I guessed it was mom that was calling already, but the guy that gave Musa a punch seemed to be really wicked.
"Don't pick that call." He said in a commanding tone, but uncle Musa dared to anyway. Before he could lift the phone up, he was served a slap.
The slap made uncle Musa loose control of the car for a moment and the car swerved left and right on the road before coming to a halt.
"Spider dey talk, you dey disobey. E be like say you no sabi person." The second boy said.
Some minutes later, we approached a gate. What I saw was astounding.
Watch out for what next
Monday 29 July 2019
Beyond The Shade
(Episode One)
Story By O'nezer
'Sandra, hurry up and let's go to school' Mom said as she packed my lunch bag and that of dad.
"Won't you go to school?" she called out when she saw me dragging my feet and mumbling at the dinning room.
The car honk was blaring repeatedly outside as the time was already a quarter past 7. It was a usual thing in my house to all leave home at the same time and that Monday morning wasn't an exception.
As we hopped into the car to join dad, my little brother, Dan as he is fondly called was seated at the back.
Dan will be 6 years in a month while I will be 10 in 3 months.
My school was just a stone's throw from mom's work place.
Mom works at the Local Government not too far from our estate while Dad was a manager in a Real Estate firm.
Since mom's work place wasn't far from our school, Mr Tunde, the class teacher always drops us with bike everyday at mom's work before leaving for his house.
I didn't really know if it was fear that always made Mr Tunde put me and my little brother on the fuel tank of his bike rather than make us sit at the back. Mr Tunde was a really nice young and handsome, single man who couldn't have been more than 30 year old.
On one afternoon, Mr Tunde didn't come to school and we didn't have an access to a phone to call and inform our mother that no one would bring us over to her office.
We close in our school by 3pm every day while mom closes at work by 4pm. Since it was unusual to be at mom's work place nothing later than 3:30pm, she got worried and came around to school to pick us up herself.
Dad had an official Toyota Camry car while he had his own personal black Lexus. The driver for the official car had been the one working with dad for almost 5 years and he had even become closer to the family beyond the driver-to-boss relationship.
Uncle Musa, as we always call him was a very friendly young man who had attracting eye balls and his gap tooth complimented his handsomeness, but the little me was only seeing a man who drives me and my family around.
Days rolled by and Mr Tunde still didn't come to school. No one seemed bothered about his absence, except me. On some days, I would go to where he used to park his bike just to see if he'll be there but I always ended up leaving with an uncertainty about setting my eyes on Mr Tunde again.
I summoned the courage to walk up to the Headmistress, Mrs Ajani. She is a strict and unfriendly person. Her sight alone was enough to scare a pupil to the point of peeing on the body. I still don't know why she was feared that much, but I was sure she would have a soft spot.
Our break time was always 12:00pm to 12:30pm. Immediately the bell rang, I went to the HM to ask about Mr Tunde.
I knocked on the door of her office and she replied in a very low tone 'Whoever is there should come in please'. A part of me was scared and another part was trying to talk without losing my voice in the process of asking what should be none of my business.
'Sandra, how may I help you?' She said.
'Good afternoon, ma. I am here to ask of something ma' I replied calmly.
She asked me to go ahead in which I did.
'Oh, about Mr Tunde? He is no longer coming to this school again and the earlier he flee the better' the HM said as she raised her voice.
'Flee, for what?' I asked myself.
'What's going on, ma?' I faced her again with the hope that she wouldn't flare up.
The principal couldn't give me much details maybe because of my young age but still, I left her office more pained because I was now certain that our Mr Tunde won't be coming again and no one was ready to answer why!
It was the last week of the term which was my last term in primary school. We were preparing for our Valedictory Service. Activities of different kind was going on in school.
The jingle of the bell was what stopped us every day from different rehearsals.
Our VS was to come up on the Thursday of the following week, but on the Friday of the last week, something happened.
Guess what it is?
Watch out for next episode
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Thursday 25 July 2019
OPEN LETTER TO FRIENDS
OPEN LETTER
Dear You,
I hope this letter meet you well? As much as I won't like to bore you with long talk, find below what I want to tell you👇
It has gotten to that stage where you have to sanitize what you call your circle of friends regardless of how long you've been coming together. This action doesn't make you ungrateful to those that stood when others left or shame those who left when needed most. This is just something for your growth and peace of mind which shouldn't be too much to risk doing.
There is this general quote that talks about 'you only live once' I hope you remember that we also die once but the worst of it is when you are now dead while alive, just breathing and wandering clueless just because of your choice of friendship circle
I believe one of the growth we all should be glad and happy about is when you let those who are meant to go to actually go rather than playing along in the friendship and deep down, you know its not benefiting you anyways. Grow up and move on, don't get stuck in playing along, it won't take you no where.
What impart is this person making in your life? Why do you still have them on your list? You don't like someone or something, yet you will be the one to ask about them around to be sure if they are talking about you- Joblessness of the highest level.
Why keep them when they ain't doing you any good? Negative vibe, set them free. Toxic friendship/relationship, cut them off and in the process of doing all this, reexamine yourself too and be sure you ain't the toxic one and I hope you stop the nonsense mentality of 'take and love me as I am or watch me as I go' Go, I beg of you, just go if you can't grow and appreciate your scars. Rather than work on getting better, you are looking for who to take nonsense. Grow up don't just grow old please, you will be glad you did.
Friendship is sweet even tho what we call friendship as a kid isn't what it is right now. Friendship that will make you fight now and sworn never to play with that person again but still go back and call that friend to come and see your new toy or your new shoes but now, a lot is living in fear of who is who and who to call friends when those who suppose to have your back are the one giving out your back out on a cheap price.
At this point, everyone should know who to shake and who to hold. Do what's needful and be prayerfully intentional about it. It may not be easy but some risk still worth taking!
May we find ourselves in the circle of those who will uplift and make us not in the circle of those that will mar us. Amen
It will worth something thinking about anyways. Have a wonderful day ahead!
Yours brotherly
O'nezer
25-07-2019
Anyways, what do I know?
Dear You,
I hope this letter meet you well? As much as I won't like to bore you with long talk, find below what I want to tell you👇
It has gotten to that stage where you have to sanitize what you call your circle of friends regardless of how long you've been coming together. This action doesn't make you ungrateful to those that stood when others left or shame those who left when needed most. This is just something for your growth and peace of mind which shouldn't be too much to risk doing.
There is this general quote that talks about 'you only live once' I hope you remember that we also die once but the worst of it is when you are now dead while alive, just breathing and wandering clueless just because of your choice of friendship circle
I believe one of the growth we all should be glad and happy about is when you let those who are meant to go to actually go rather than playing along in the friendship and deep down, you know its not benefiting you anyways. Grow up and move on, don't get stuck in playing along, it won't take you no where.
What impart is this person making in your life? Why do you still have them on your list? You don't like someone or something, yet you will be the one to ask about them around to be sure if they are talking about you- Joblessness of the highest level.
Why keep them when they ain't doing you any good? Negative vibe, set them free. Toxic friendship/relationship, cut them off and in the process of doing all this, reexamine yourself too and be sure you ain't the toxic one and I hope you stop the nonsense mentality of 'take and love me as I am or watch me as I go' Go, I beg of you, just go if you can't grow and appreciate your scars. Rather than work on getting better, you are looking for who to take nonsense. Grow up don't just grow old please, you will be glad you did.
Friendship is sweet even tho what we call friendship as a kid isn't what it is right now. Friendship that will make you fight now and sworn never to play with that person again but still go back and call that friend to come and see your new toy or your new shoes but now, a lot is living in fear of who is who and who to call friends when those who suppose to have your back are the one giving out your back out on a cheap price.
At this point, everyone should know who to shake and who to hold. Do what's needful and be prayerfully intentional about it. It may not be easy but some risk still worth taking!
May we find ourselves in the circle of those who will uplift and make us not in the circle of those that will mar us. Amen
It will worth something thinking about anyways. Have a wonderful day ahead!
Yours brotherly
O'nezer
25-07-2019
Anyways, what do I know?
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