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A new short story sent in by a coolvaller.
0Episode 1
It was a Wednesday afternoon, freshly back from school and had just finished dinning ona plate of Eba when, my grandma called to inform that we are eating Rice and Beans for the dinner and i quickly measured out beans for picking.
âYou need to be quick with the picking of those beans, Tuyil.â fired in my Grandmother, Racheal.
âOkay, ma.â I retorted. Then my mind drifted back to my escapades in school today.
Today was unusually my happiest day in secondary school and I was currently in Senior Secondary School one (SSS-1).
âTuyil, please can you explain this simple equation to me today.â asked Funmi my girlfriend. I simply answered no because I was feeling playful and joyful today even though the cause was unknown to me.
To some of my classmates i was the second teacher in nearly every subject except Mathematics, due to my brilliancy, but today was an exception. I have up to four of them already because I was too immersed in many pranks.
I had been unusually punished three times today for making noise during lectures and this came as a surprise to my entire classmate but who care?
âWhen will you finish picking those beans? abi u donât know that itâs getting dark already?â asked my grandma with a spank on the head that woke me up from my dream .
âI am almost through.â I replied with a grudge.
âYou better be.â retorted her.
All of a sudden, I saw our church Reverend accompanied by some elders trotting into our house to break a news that would forever shape my life.
******************************************************************************[] âLet us prayâ said Reverend Seye.
âFather in Heaven, we thank you for the life well spent of our brother, because only You giveth and only You takethâŚâŚâŚ.â
âAmenâ chorused me and grandma not letting the Man of God to finish the prayer.
âPlease, can you explain your prayer to me because itâs getting suspicious to me with the you startedâ queried grandma.
âBut let the Reverend finish the prayer firstâ put in one of the elders.
âNoâ I chipped in and guessing by the way of our quick response to their prayers and questions, and our strong-will to know the reason for the prayer, the Rev. decided to broke the news.
The Rev. continued, âItâs your son that you have been running helter-skelter to treat thatâŚâŚ.â
âThat what?, you mean Adewumi my son isâŚ..â she ran out of words
On hearing this, the Rev. calmed her down and said âyes he is deadâ and I fainted.
With this news, the misery and the bitter-sweet experiences of my life began.
*****************************************************************************Adewumi is my father; I was born as a result of a pregnant that ensued between him and a girl named Marian in his twenties. He was in his final year in the premier university when he put Marian into the family way, this generated so much chaos between the two families because Marian have just gained admission to Teachersâ college and this will definitely put an end to that dream of becoming a teacher.
After all the brouhaha, I was born and weaned exactly twenty months old. They put me into the care of my paternal grandmother. Through love, care, trust and thorns, I thrived.
It was because of the misunderstanding that created gap between my father and mother; my father remarried on his own part whiles my mother choses to remain single.
Fourteen years later, my father was diagnosed of Kidney failure and the doctor made him to know that one of the kidneys has gotten spoilt. This came as a sad news, as he was about to clock forty years later that year.
On hearing this, my grandmother tried all her capacities to ensure he got well but all to no avail and he eventually died six days to his fortieth birthday and on my fifteenth birthday, hence the reason for earlier joy in the school today!+1Episode 2
[]The burial has been done, now we should focus on the prompt clearing of his gratuity so as to cater for his wife and children (remember that he wasnât married to my mummy)â Uncle Ola my fatherâs brother pointed out.
âsince you are the one close to his place of work at Akure, you should be the one to take care of that Olaâ Uncle Ade the eldest of the five brothers replied.
They were five in number born to my paternal parents. They are, Uncle Ade, Uncle Wole, my late Daddy, Uncle Ola and Uncle Niyi.
The four brothers concluded that the money should be shared among the five children of my late daddy (he has four from his legally married wife) and the wife.
Uncle Ola collected my passport photograph and birth certificate so as to open an account to deposit and fixed the money till I will be in higher institution. I was greatly overjoyed that at least I wonât have to beg around when the time comes for my tertiary education.
Life seems to proceed as normal for the following months and I continue to live with my grandma until exactly a year that my daddy died when an unexpected happened.The burial has been done, now we should focus on the prompt clearing of his gratuity so as to cater for his wife and children (remember that he wasnât married to my mummy)â Uncle Ola my fatherâs brother pointed out.
âsince you are the one close to his place of work at Akure, you should be the one to take care of that Olaâ Uncle Ade the eldest of the five brothers replied.
They were five in number born to my paternal parents. They are, Uncle Ade, Uncle Wole, my late Daddy, Uncle Ola and Uncle Niyi.
The four brothers concluded that the money should be shared among the five children of my late daddy (he has four from his legally married wife) and the wife.
Uncle Ola collected my passport photograph and birth certificate so as to open an account to deposit and fixed the money till I will be in higher institution. I was greatly overjoyed that at least I wonât have to beg around when the time comes for my tertiary education.
Life seems to proceed as normal for the following months and I continue to live with my grandma until exactly a year that my daddy died when an unexpected happened.
Uncle Ade is the first born of my paternal grandparents. He was a well-to-do man, currently a Director in the State Ministry of Education and we were hoping that the next promotion would take him to the post of Permanent Secretary.He personally called me aside after the my daddyâs burial and explained to me that I am now a man and I should neither waiver nor relent in my studies, he always bought me the latest textbooks and even promised me that I will study Medicine if I passed my Secondary school examinations without flaws. This gladdens my heart and I put in more effort into my studies.
One Saturday morning, I was lying down in the sitting-room waiting to hear the customary vibrating sound of his Volvo car anytime soon. I drifted into a slumber and was woken up around 1pm by the familiar sound and I rushed out to welcome him but to my amazement, l only saw the driver.
âGood afternoon oga Sakaâ I greeted him
âGood aftanun Oga Tuyilâ He replied with his local accent
âWhat happened, where is daddyâ I queried him.
âMy Oga no fit come, he strong smallâ Saka responded opening the booth to unload its contents.
âOkayâ I said downheartedly. After a small pause I continue âbut what is the nature of the illnessâ
âNa boil o, e just started on Wednesdayâ
âAll will be well in Jesus nameâ I prayed
âAmen oâ chorused Grandma and Saka.
âOh Mama you are there, come and help me with this load pleaseâ I pleaded.
Things seem to be alright for the next few weeks except that Grandma was always shuttling in-between Ado and our town.
When I confronted her to know the reason for her sudden travelling, she said it is nothing that itâs for visitation purposes.
A week later, on Monday afternoon to be precise, I am now in SS2 and about to write the promotion examination to the SS3. I just got home from school. As usual, I didnât meet grandma at home, so I took my time to rest a little bit before reading for tomorrowâs paper. All of a sudden I started having an uneasy feeling, I tapped Samuel my classmate who was with me that day.
âSamuel, I canât understanding my feelings at all it looks like Iâm expecting somethingâ I said with a chuckled.
Samuel who has gotten the wind of a matter jokingly brushed the conversation aside and answered that maybe Funmi my girlfriend will be visiting us that day. We both laughed and forget about the conversation.
âSamuel I need to buy soft drink at the other side of the streetâ I said dressing up to go out.
âDonât worry yourself, let me get it for youâ he replied
âThis is uncommon of youâ I said arousing my suspicion.
âItâs nothing. Just that I want to stroll outâ he responded with a fake smile
As he was about to step out, I saw people coming in to the house wailing and cry profusely, without asking for the reason behind their mourning, I joined them! Immediately Samuel grabbed me, looked into my eyes and said âbe brave and be a man; Uncle Ade has goneâ
âYeeee!!! My hope is fading away Samuel, if this is true then my future is definitely bleakâ I said with tearful eyes.
âDonât think like that pal, all will be wellâ said Samuel comforting me.
âYou canât understand. This is the man that has been shouldering my responsibilitiesâ
âGod will raise a new helperâ he said reassuringly.
âFrom whereâ I asked fiercely.
âDonât worry it could be anybodyâ patting my head.
âI donât think there is God at allâ I lamented.
âAh ah! Donât say that pleaseâ Samuel said and covered my mouth with his palm.
âThere is no Godâ I retorted âif there is one , why would he allow my helper to die like this; why would he allow me to suffer like thisâ I asked rhetorically.âMaybe itâs your Destinyâ put in Samuel calmly.
âDestiny be damned!â I fired back.
âDonât you know that the efforts of man are fruitless except it is his Destinyâ asked my friend.
âI donâtâ I answered calmly changing my sitting position to be more attentive to this sudden interesting topic.
âHence the saying Futility of man in the Hand of Destinyâ explained my friend, he paused and went on âbut you need to be brave and strong and remember that tough times never last but tough people doesâ he concluded
âOkayâ I sighed. âFutility of Man in the Hand of Destiny indeedâ I repeated almost to myself.
The burial was done at his home residence at Ado later shortly; everyone went back to their normal lives but not me because a straight road has just taken a curve.
To be continued
Links to available episodes
â˘Episode 3
â˘Episode 4
â˘Episode 5
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