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The Unknown yoke – Episode 6

There was a knock on the door and a
tall, slim, teenage girl and two little boys
came in with a basket and a polythene
bag.
“Good morning doctor” the girl greeted
me in an almost sweet manner
“Morning dearest. How are you?” I
replied
“I am fine ma” she replied
The two boys went and positioned
themselves at the sides of the bed.
Glory smiled
“These are my children.” She said and I
smiled
“They are very lovely” I replied
“If you say so” she replied, bluntly
“I am very serious now. Your children
are lovely, lovable and good looking”
I said and she winked at me
“Stop it” she whispered, trying to shush
me up
I was dazed
“What’s your name lovely?” I faced her
daughter and she looked down,
fumbling at her dress.
“Taiwo” she said and I held her
shoulder, pressing them softly.
She cringed
But I smiled
“Taiwo, please go out with your
brothers while I discuss with mummy” I
said and they obliged
I went close to Mrs. Olowo
“Why were you trying to stop me from
talking?” I asked and she looked
offended a bit
“I don’t like the way you were praising
them in their presence. It is very
wrong!” she said, closing her eyes to
everything I would have said to defend
myself
I smiled and tried to hold her hands
“When you praise the children
especially young girls, they tend to
become very arrogant and then they
become immoral” she said and I
practically laughed
“No wonder!” I said and she looked at
me, her forehead wrinkled because of
the frown on her face.
“What?” “She winced at my touch,
embarrassed by my compliments of her
body and oh…no wonder!” I exclaimed
again.
I just wondered where some mothers get
their orientations from about the girl-child

upbringing “So what?” she asked
“What you don’t know is that if you
don’t tell her now, she would have
people to tell her out there.

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The guys you are trying to shield her from would
be the same people who would tell her
about things in she had never even known

about their body” I
explained and she could only look on
“Hmmmm” she said, not so convinced
The door opened

“Dr. Flora, the Consultant wants to see
you now” a nurse came to inform me
“Thanks Ennie” I said to her smiling, she left.
“I think your kids have brought you
some food. Try to eat. I will see you later.”
As I left the ward, her children entered
and the door was closed.
I was tempted to go close to the door
again and eavesdrop.
“What food is here?” she asked
“Rice, pepper sauce and goat meat.
There is pap and moin-moin too” the
daughter said and I was bemused
I thought she was supposed to be poor
“Inside the nylon her is cotton wool,
more cannulas, syringes and tissue
papers. She said she would see you in
the evening” the daughter explained on
Oh, someone was helping!
“This Mrs. Hasiya o! Oh my God! What
can I say to her but that you bless her
for me? What else oh Lord?” she said,
faintly
“She even gave us Semovita and
Ogbonno Soup last night. Mummy Uku
Amsin still came yesterday” she said
and I heard a long hiss
“What was she looking for? Only
looking for how members would fill
their churches and not concerned about
her welfare. I hate those kinds of
Christians”
“She wanted to buy chinchin as usual”
Taiwo said and the small boys laughed
“I wonder why some Christians find it
difficult to help their so called brethren
when they cant be there for them in
times of need, especially the rich ones!
Ah! People of other religions are doing
better than them any time, any day!”
Mrs. Olowo said again, somehow
pained
My heart was crushed!
I was as guilty of what they were saying
as much as the Rev. Mummy.
Most times we are carried away by
winning souls and getting people free
from some vices while we neglect their
physical needs. What they need to make
their faith grow!
God have mercy!
“God will bless her for me. When I had
nowhere to go to for your NECO exams
fee, she came in and paid it all. If not,
that is how Kehinde would have
disgraced me totally. Did she even
return the money to the guy?” I heard
her ask
“She said she did”
“But did she?” I heard her mummy ask,
raising her voice
“No. she bought a new phone” I heard
her say silently and I smiled
That should be expected!
As I straightened to start going, the
nurse ran towards me again.
“Madam, there is an emergency.”
I followed immediately and set to work
immediately.
“Why would you attempt abortion with
a hanger for goodness’ sake” I said as I
sanitized my hands
I never imagined that I would do any
surgical operation that day but I just
finished one almost life threatening one
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“I told her not to abort it o but I was
shocked when she suddenly started
bleeding in my shop this evening” a
young guy with a hairstyle like agama
lizard said
I looked at him
“Are you the one responsible for the
pregnancy?” I asked and he nodded
“She is my girlfriend”
“So, why did you get her pregnant?” I
asked and he looked at me as if I was
the most absurd person on earth
“I love her. She is my girlfriend. How
do I show her love if not through this?”
I shook my head
“And who says that having sex with a
lady means showing her love? If you
love her, you would go and asked for
her hand in marriage form her parents.
You are very wrong!” I said forcefully
and the boy smiled
“She loves it too. Even if I don’t touch
her, she would come close to me, just
for me to touch her” he said and I
shuddered
“Who are your parents, they need to be
informed about your condition” I said
and the girl raised her head.
“No ma. Don’t tell them. I will go home
with Haruna. He is my husband” she
said and I was shocked
“You love this person over your
parents?”

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“Yes. He is the only person that loves
me in the whole wide world. He sees the
good in every part of me” she
explained, gasping for air.
“That he says that to you does not mean
he loves you. It could be lust.” I said
and she shook her head.
“I prefer the expressed lust he has to
the unexpressed love my parents say
they have towards me” she said again
and I simply shook my head
“What is your name?” I asked
“Kehinde” she replied
“Surname?” I asked again
“Olowo” she replied again
And my tightened muscles loosened as
my mouth caved into a small, perfect
‘O’!

 

 

“Did you go into any blood covenant?”
that was the first question the pastor
asked as he set his eyes on her
I smiled
Even I was becoming a prophetess!
I knew it was nothing but blood
covenant!
“Sir, she had some incisions done on
her”
It was then I realized that I had not
even asked when she got the incisions
and how
“Yes. The incisions are obvious and her
parents had the incisions done on her
body from birth in order to dedicate
her to their family gods even though
they were Christians at that time.
Right?” the pastor asked
And she nodded
“I read it from my mum’s diary that I
was dedicated to Olunlu, the god of
Ilan, my village”
“Your mum kept a diary? She was
learned?” I asked and she nodded
“They called you Glory but from birth,
your portion had been shame.” The
pastor revealed and I watched
I would reach that level one day too!
I didn’t tell the pastor anything about
this woman so how he got to know was
so wonderful to me.
“In accordance with the injunction of
the herbalist, you were carried nakedly
around the market square for 21 days
after your birth to wade off evil and
that was when the glory departed” the
pastor narrated on.
He hadn’t even held her hands to pray
for her o
But everything he said was true as she
nodded amazingly to the words of the
pastor.
“This is wonderful! God still exists o!
Real men of God are alive” she
exclaimed.
“You are right about what you just said
but don’t be carried away by words of
revelations and discernment as some
false prophets can actually replicate
that. Just know in your heart that God is
alive and it shall be well despite the
influx of many false prophets”
“Hmmm…this is wonderful! I am
stirred” she exclaimed, looking intently
at his face in awe.
“But, there is more to all that is
happening to you. The incisions are the
genesis of the problem but the Spirit of
the Lord is telling me that there is more
to it.” He said
“What?” she asked
“I am not being told. It is being held
from me by the Lord.” He said
“Ah! What could it be?” she asked, so
seriously
“I thought as much. I felt it deep in my
spirit that something else still hangs in
the air” I said too.
“Yes…something like Blood…I see
blood!” the pastor said and we looked
at one another questionably
“Your deliverance hangs onto your
confession…if you could but confess”
“Blood? I have never killed anybody in
my life o….not even an unborn baby”
she said, tears gathering in her eyes.
“Just think deeply if you have been
involved in some bloody transaction
like that…” The pastor urged on
Was the case becoming pathetic?
Her daughter lay on the bed in the
adjacent ward recuperating from a
dangerous abortion attempt.
Another revelation of ‘Blood’ has
resurfaced
God, please intervene oo

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THE UNKNOWN YOKE-EPISODE-4

I felt nauseous immediately I smelt the
fresh fish Adejare said I should help
him to prepare some fish sauce.
I felt reluctant to prepare it but who
else would have done it? Taiwo and
Kehinde wouldn’t be able to make it
well.
It had been four weeks now that I
realized I was pregnant and it was this
week that he came back home from
Abuja after such a long time.
As I filleted the fish and introduced
them into the sauce on fish, the scarf I
had used to cover my mouth couldn’t
suffice as the smell gushed into my
nose.
I ran to the toilet and started vomiting
into the pit latrine!
“Are you pregnant?” I heard that voice
so clear and sound
Adejare!
How did he know?
Was he following me?
I had taken measures to ensure that I
wouldn’t be loud and it amazed me how
he knew.
My hair on my body stood up straight
“Are you pregnant, I ask!” he thundered
again
I cleaned my mouth with the end of my
wrapper and looked at him
“Yes” I said silently
He laughed devilishly as he came close
to me.
He felt my neck and I was shocked.
I had expected something more violent
“You are pregnant” he said calmly and I
nodded
“You are mad!” he shouted suddenly as
he pushed me down to the floor with
his right knee.
I fell right on my vomit and he
started raining punches on me.
“Die! Die! Die!” he continued to shout as
he rained blows on me.
“Adejare jo nitori olorun o. Die as
how?” I cried out in anguish
“You are an ill-luck! Why would my life
have such downturn just because of
you. Pregnancy again!” he slapped me
on.

 

 

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I gave in to his beating but guided my
tummy which was his center of attack
with my hands.
Suddenly, he screamed!
I opened my eyes and there looking like
a possessed lady was Taiwo digging her
teeth into his thigh.
“What!” he exclaimed on, obviously
shocked
Just as I was too!
He started raining slaps on her and I
stood up suddenly to interfere.
“Adejare, this girl is nothing but a very
naïve young girl. Leave her alone!” I
cried out and he growled, fixing his
eyes on me like a beast.
“You are turning the backs of my
children against me right?” he
screamed as he pulled me by the hair
and dragged me inside the house.
James and John had started crying.
“You have to remove this nonsense you
placed in there. I have nothing to do
with it. It has to die!”
I tried to find my voice.
What arrant nonsense is this guy
saying?
I was the one that was supposed to take
it personal that I had gotten pregnant.
“But, I don’t know why you are getting
angry” I said at last and he looked at
me, his mouth suspended
“You don’t know why?” he asked again,
his hands tightened round my hair
“Of course. I pay the PTA Levy of the
children, clothe them, feed them, act as
the father and the mother and then
another one is here- an additional
responsibility.
Wasn’t I so supposed to be angry that I
would even commit suicide?” I spoke in
a very shaky voice and he was
obviously shocked.
I had never looked up into his face to
respond to him whenever he beat me.
“The reason why I, Adejare Olowo am
getting angry is because I wonder how
on earth I became entangled with a
beautiful for nothing empty barrel that
had overtime been the cause of my
misfortune in life. I can’t imagine me
living this kind of life but that is what
happens when you get married to a
cursed individual!” he spat the words
into my face.
“Adejare, the children are watching and
you are…” I broke down into tears.
One mistake I never made in my
marriage was telling my children how
irresponsible their father was.
I never did!
I covered him up whenever they spoke
ill of him
But see him now.
Tears cascaded my face and I shook my
head in a frustrating manner
“Your mother is cursed! She killed her
parents, leaved in the orphanage all her
life, I picked her up from the miry clay
and all she could do was separate me
from my own parents as well, making
my life miserable, bearing children that
took after her witchy lifestyle. Her
name is Glory but she is a shame!” he
screamed that so loudly that I felt
nauseous again.

 

 

 

imagesAs I started to hold my tummy in a bid
to start vomiting again, he picked me
up with a single hand and kicked me
hard in my tummy.
I fell out through the door, let out a very
ear-piercing cry and there was a great
darkness!
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I adjusted the intravenous lines and
looked at my patient.
She looked so blue!
What is it about this woman oh Lord
that she would be going through
turbulent times all in the name of
marriage?
Exactly what was wrong?
What I didn’t understand well was how
a man who had for countless number of
times had sleepless nights because of a
lady would turn her into a punching
bag shortly after saying ‘yes’
If this was what marriage entailed, I’d
rather just stay single and happy for my
Father in heaven.
I moved to the table to check her case
note for her name and I saw it so
clearly ‘Glory Olowo’
Darkness seemed to hang in the air.
I sensed there was absolutely something
wrong.
All I see whenever that woman entered
into my office was darkness.
Darkness was what filled her eyes
She breathes out darkness.

 

 

tI wonder what it was but I felt so pulled
to her side whenever she came by.
Why would I be pulled to darkness?
There must be something interesting
about her that I had not unraveled yet.
And it is time to do so.
She had not recovered from her shock
yet and it was long over three weeks
now.
It was very painful that her husband
wanted the baby dead!
What some are looking for badly!
I took her hands and she shook a bit as
if a cold chill ran through her spines
“Lord Jesus, thank you for this lady. I
know nothing about her but if I could
be of help, use me because I can smell a
rat as regards her. Something is
definitely wrong oh Lord!”
I walked to the window side and drew
the curtains. I opened the louvers and
moved from one corner of the room to
the other.
“I plead the blood of Jesus!” I repeated
all of over and over again as I moved
from one place to the other.
She moved a hand and I smiled
Something was just so fishy!
“Father, Your word says that the
stranger shall be afraid and shall with
fear come out of their hidden closets.
Every stranger here, I command you to
hear the voice of the Lord, leave in
Jesus’ name.” I prayed loudly.
I was so lucky that no other patient was
in the ward with her so I could pray
loudly.
“Are you not afraid?” something told
me from somewhere that I could not
even decipher
I laughed
“Afraid? Not at all. For the Lord God
will help me, therefore shall I not be
confounded, therefore have I set my
face like a flint and I know that I shall
not be afraid” I said boldly
In my ten years of practicing
gynecology, I had seen a lot of
diabolical displays of dark powers
A little wonder most medical personnel
rely on one or more powers.
But I had chosen the greatest power of
all!
The power of Jesus!
She sneezed for three good times
And darkness I saw again!
I looked up at her as she rubbed her
face and attempted to sit up.
I paused.
She flinched as she sat up and returned
to her sleeping position, breathing hard
“Good morning Mrs. Olowo.”
She looked at my side and looked away
“Good morning” she said curtly
“You might have difficulty in sitting up
for a while. You have bruises on your
tummy, waist and pelvic so you will
manage to still be okay”
“Thank you” she said as tears ran down
her face.
She looked so weak
“What about the baby?” she asked and I
looked at her intently the more
She looked pitiful
“Your baby is growing Mrs. Olowo” I
said and she sighed deeply
“What about my husband?” she asked
and I smiled
“He should be fine although we have
not seen him since you were rushed in
here about a month ago” I tried to say
as I calmly as I could
She shook her head weakly
“Ok.” She said again
But she was not looking into my face- at
all!
“Mrs. Olowo, are you a Christian?” I
asked and she nodded in the
affirmative
“Are you born again?” I asked again
and she nodded
“I attend The Believers’ Gospel Church”
I smiled
“Church going is different from being
born again. By being born again, there
are some things you wouldn’t be doing
which you used to do before. Do you
insult?” I asked and she smiled
“Is it possible not to insult?” she smiled
and I smiled too as I held her hands
She tried to get her hands off mine but I
insisted
“You don’t like looking into my face
whenever you are speaking to me.
Why?” I asked
She shook her head
“I look into your face” she said and I
smiled
“Ok, look into my face now” I said and
she tried but squinting, she looked away
again
“It’s kinda painful. The ray of sunlight
is disturbing my eyes” she said and I
looked through the window panes
There was no sunlight- it was still very
early in the morning.
I moved to the other side of the ward
“Look at me now, the rays should be
gone” I said but she shook her head
more vigorously.
“It’s even more” she said and I walked
towards her.
“Would you love to tell me about you?”
“No!” she replied bluntly
“Ok. But are you into any occult group?”
I asked so plainly and she looked into
my eyes, squinting
She looked flabbergasted
“What are you saying?” she asked and I
patted her back
“It was just a question madam. I don’t
appreciate everything you are passing
through” I replied, calmly
She shook her head as fresh tears
flowed.

 

 

“I am not a cultist, neither am I a witch.
I am just a woman of many sorrows
and I don’t appreciate anyone prying
into my privacy”
“I am sorry if that is the way you feel
madam but I am just your friend”
“Ba na so” she said in Hausa meaning
she didn’t like the idea one bit.
She was obviously disappointed in me
I had to win back her trust so we could
get to the root of the matter.
There is no smoke without fire
There is no problem we go through
without a reason for it- either good
reasons or the bad one-
Either man-induced or Divinely-
arranged!
I gave her a very large smile and held
her hands again
“Ina so n ki sose” I said and gave her a
very large smile
She didn’t reciprocate.
My heart suddenly yearned for her as
tears rolled down her face
“You think I am weird too?” she asked
and I smirked
“No. I think you are interesting and
really amazing.” I said and her face
glistened
“Then, why have I never had a moment
of happiness, ever!”
My heart broke
“It’s about starting” I said and she
looked at me questionably
“Really?”
“Really!” I nodded and bent over her on
the bed in a bid to hug her.
She put her hands round me too though
being careful of her intravenous line.
Oh Lord!
I had a mixed feeling- I felt a very huge
darkness yet my heart opened and
yearned for her.
As we disengaged from the hug and I
placed her right hand by her side, I saw
the cause-
The cause of the darkness I felt.
I held her right hand and studied it
well.
“What are these?” I asked her and she
withdrew her hand from me.
“I don’t know” she said and I sat down
“Of course you do. How many are
those?” I asked again and she looked at
me, really baffled
“Why do you care to know?”
Because that might just be the path to
tread to your deliverance woman!

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The unknown yoke-Episode2

“Ogooluwa, wake up” I heard his voice
and I sat up immediately.
It was still dark and he was fully
dressed, carrying a small bag. I was
startled
“Good morning” I said and he nodded
briefly.

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“We have to leave now” he said and I
looked at him, shocked.
“For where?” I asked
“Nasarawa” he said and I suddenly
grew weary.
“What!” I exclaimed and he nodded still
“Let’s go and start our lives afresh
there.” He said and I looked really
baffled.
“Our loads, as in, come on, Ade mi…” I
kept babbling.
It really met me suddenly and I didn’t
know the right thing to say.
And that was how we left for Nasarawa
state in the middle belt of Nigeria
without telling anyone and with our
modes of communication- Sim cards-
broken!
On the way to Nasarawa again, we
were involved in an accident where fire
consumed all of our properties and I
was so shocked as how this could
happen to us.
I wept really hard as I could feel that I
smelt of misfortune and ill-fate!
But my name was Ogooluwa- God’s
glory!
What was wrong with me oh my good
God!
With the little money we had (Thank
God Adejare was wise enough to keep
another account his parents knew
nothing about), we secured a place to
live in and it was quite comfortable
since the cost of living in Nasarawa was
relatively affordable.
But we were not married at all!
I didn’t allow him to touch me until he
paid my dowry and until we were
prayed for.
Who was he going to even pay the
dowry to?
Well, I didn’t know who but I knew
deep down that though I loved him, I
couldn’t just give way to him like that.
We eventually went to a court of law
and we were joined together as we
exchanged the matrimonial vows while
we hired a couple to pray for us!
Our wedding night was a night I would
never forget!
Never did I envisage that everything
could be like that!
The way Adejare tore at me as he
rammed me was not pleasurable at all.
As I moaned in pain and bled, he didn’t
care but only rode on as if I was a
horse!
Oh my God!
After everything, as he walked to the
bathroom, he turned back to look at me.
“You are a virgin after all” he said and
tears streamed down my face.
Where is the guy I loved?
The Adejare that I gave my heart to,
where is he?
I had earlier told him while we were in
courtship that I wasn’t sure if I was a
virgin and that he would find out when
we married.
This was because while we were
growing up in the orphanage home, one
Mr. Sylvester who was a tutor there did
teach us practically about sex. He would
be so explicit that he would make us lie
on one another and then record it in his
then analog camera!
I was part of the victims then and there
really wasn’t anyone who we could
report to because almost all the men
there were promiscuous as well and the
women would only laugh.
I told Adejare about this and he
consoled me, saying no matter the
outcome of his findings on our wedding
night, he would be just fine.
But see his response now!
You are a virgin after all!
I felt like dying!
…But that was the beginning of our
frustrating marital life!

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I am thirty-nine years old now and our
marriage would be seventeen years in
three months’ time.
This news from the medical doctor
would definitely spark fire when my
husband comes to hear of it.
Pregnant?
After 6 children?
How did it even happen?
My husband worked with a quarry in
Mararaba, near Abuja and while he
lived far away, we had lived from hand
to mouth.
I had presented my certificate to
different educational sectors but despite
my wonderful 1st class result, I had
never been accepted!
Never did any of them call me back for
interview- not even the budding private
schools!
It was frustrating!
The only things I could do well with my
hands were hairstyling, frying of
chinchin and hand embroidery of
clothes.
And those were the source of income
for feeding the half a dozen children
that I had.
The money my husband made per
month was up to 50,000 but he never
dropped a dime at home.
The only thing he brings back at the end
of the month when he visited would not
be more than Kulikuli, kilishi and masa
(Corn flour cake) plus bread-
sometimes!
You are ten weeks pregnant! That the
doctor said was like a death sentence
because, the last time my husband met
with me was ten weeks ago and that
was after about 2 months sexual break!
Why would pregnancy just result within
that short period of time?
Why wouldn’t pregnancy visit the rich,
barren wife of our Reverend in church?
—probably because she is stingy!
She would come to the small stall in
front of my house and start pricing my
wraps of chinchin!
Uku amsin! (Three for #50)
Uku amsin!
Uku amsin!
Those were the words that come out of
her mouth every time to the extent that
my children had nicknamed her
Mummy Uku Amsin!
Why must it be me and not her?
Not after the very stern warning from
my husband that if I get pregnant
again, he would throw me out.
How would I tell him?
Exactly how would I tell him that after
so much period of sex starvation, the
one time he met with me was in my
ovulation period and that it resulted
into pregnancy?
How?
As I held my purse- the house of all the
money I had in the world (#4000+)
close to my chest, a car drove to my
side suddenly and I outstretched my
right hand, spread my palm and cursed
“Waka!” I said suddenly, very
frightened
“Glory!” I heard the driver called and I
knew who it was.
The only person who called me Glory
was my neighbor Hasiya. Since she
couldn’t pronounce Ogooluwa perfectly,
I gave her the option of the English
meaning- Glory!
“Hasiya, it’s you” I said, smiling faintly
“Yes it’s me. Come in” she said but she
was not smiling at all.
What was the problem?
She was always smiling happily
whenever she saw me but now, her face
looked sad.
I turned and sat on the front seat.
“I hope there is no problem” I said,
looking intently into her face.
“That would be a lie if I said so” she
said as she drove off.
My heart started beating fast.
What could the problem be?
She had turned back to Kasuwa
(market) side instead of going to
Agwan-Biri where we lived and I
wondered what was wrong.
I had the ability of maintaining my
calm and dying in silence, so I was
going to do same here.
I would wait till she showed me what it
was!
My headache had started on a serious
level!
She drove to a halt in front of one of
the communication stores and she
looked into my face.
She held my hands together and my
anxiety heightened!
The veins at the side of my head were
fighting hard to be heard and noticed.
“I saw this and I felt that if I didn’t let
you see it too, it wouldn’t tell well of
me” she said as she pointed at the other
side of the road.
I turned to look at the direction she
pointed at and lo and behold! …
It just couldn’t be true!
As my heart jumped anxiously as if to
leave the cage holding it, I closed my
eyes in shame and embarrassment!
“It is well Glory ko? I don’t even know
what to say. Sanu….yakuri!” she begged
me on, trying her utmost to console me.
The first time we spoke together was
when I was seven years ago when I was
in the pregnancy of my last twins and
my husband kept kicking my tummy as
if to put an end to the growing fetus!
She had rushed out of her gigantic
mansion that midnight just to come in
between the fight!
She was drawn to my beauty and that
of my twins- 3 sets of twins!
She was dazed also at my spoken
English and she wondered what was
wrong!
Since then, whenever she had one thing
or the other, she would give to me to
help my children.
It was however heartbreaking that my
last-born- the boy twins were seated on
the ground with some ill-looking
children, holding plastic plates and
singing the Al-majiri song.
Al-majiri!(beggars)
Al-majiri!
My own children!
Just 7 years old o!
Begging for money???
I didn’t know what to do.
Was I supposed to cross the road and
beat them?
Or was I supposed to turn back and go
home?
Or what?
I was so stranded as to what to do!
If for real God really exists, why is this
happening to me? Why has my life
never been full of happiness?
Why have I always been a Mara?
Why has my portion always been bitterness?
Why?
Oh why?

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Author: Oyebola Lizzy Oyekunle

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