Friday, November 22, 2013

Growing UP.

"Abuchi!!!" I heard my mother call me, I quickly rose up from the
peeled ophostrey chair we got in our house, I was sitting in our
living room which was small, it could barely contain 6 people, I
rushed outside to see why my mother was calling me, when I got outside
I saw my mother bringing in the clothes I washed earlier from the
ropes where we spread our clothes for them to dry, our compound was
not very big neither was it very small but trust me it was over
crowded, for some of you who grew up in Ajegunle am sure you would
understand me well, our house was seperate from other houses cos we
stayed in two rooms and we were arguably the richest cos all our
neighbours stayed in one rooms (we felt like the Dangote of the
compound) our right handed neighbours was a couple, (they had no
child) this couple were the most troublesome couples I've ever seen, I
stopped greeting them cos of their high level of wahala. Our other
neighbours were mainly young ugly, jobless, uneducated fellows (mostly
girls though). As I stood outside watching my mom bring the clothes I
knew that today Professor Mrs, Chinyere Ejimozor and other well known
professors like my father would be giving me a full two lecturer this
night (that's what we usually get when we don't do things right) I
just walked back into the palour to continue watching the Mtv Base I
was watching on our 13 inch LG tv (for those of you who might be
thinking that we had DSTV, *smh* don't be decieved Stv usually showed
it everyday from 6-7pm everyday) fortunately for me Wizkids "Caro" was
playing and mhenn I loved that jam (song? any which ways) I sat down
to what I thought was a gold plated chair but nahh it was still our
worn out chair which my mom bought five years ago. My mom walked in
and I finally greeted her and the first thing she said was "so yu wash
clothes leave them for outside, sit down here they watch tv"? Damn! I
knew it, but as a big boy I didn't reply still in the spirit of
"Caro". Next thing she said was "where are ΰя brothers"? And I said "I
don't know" (that was our national anthem, nobody knew anything in our
house). She passed me and walked into the kitchen then came back and I
knew I was in trouble cos I didn't throw away the water I used to wash
the plates then I heard somebody scream "ABUCHI!!!!!!!!!" I knew it, I
calmed myself down (you know na, that's what I gat to do). Then she
came up to me and ranted for close to ten minutes, (I call it rant cos
I didn't get onÉ word from what she said). Top Of the World by Dbanj
(My Guy) was now showing, after all the rants my father walked in, I
greeted him, my father was a lanky looking man that to himself thought
he was a hardworking man but to me and my siblings he was just as lazy
as me (or even more). Then I knew that my lectures might begin now....
So I just changed the stations cos my father was not a fan of music
(old fashioned) I turned to NTA and you know them, NEWS is their
calling. My mom told my father my wrongs and all but who cares?? Am
sure I didn't and then my father called me "Abuchi" "why don't you
like throwing the water away"? He asked, "Nothing" I said, then he
sighed and the next thing he said was "Na wa oo" (that's what he
usually said). I was sitting at the long chair which contained two
people, and opposite me was my father, then my brother Kelechi walked
in (I am the last of 3 boys), Kelech i was to some people the most
handsome amongst us, but I didn't really care cos like me no girl
liked him, some did actually but not the ones we wanted, so we just
ignored them. Kelechi is 5ft tall, am taller than him, he is dark (we
are all dark) he has broad shoulders and is more intelligent
(sometimes though), my eldest brother Ibe walked in too, he is 5ft 2
inches tall (we are almost the same height). He is good looking too
(we were all) but he loved ugly and short girls, he is not a fan of
reading, he saw reading as some kind of hard work (till tomorrow I
still wonder how he passed his WAEC). He is 20 while Kelechi is 18 and
I am 16. As they both walked in they greeted my father, who by now is
engrossed in the tv listening to some rubbish news, my father
reluctantly answered their greeting, then the Lion of the house (my
mother) walked in from the kitchen and before she could answer their
greeting she asked "
Where una from"? Silence filled the room (TV was still on though)


EPISODE 2! SOON

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