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    adrino26[sPORT GOVERNOR}
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    I cannot remember when it actually started: I
    mean when events took a drastic turn in my life.

    I was a regular Girl growing up in a regular urban
    environment in Enugu. Abakpa Nike is Urban at
    least when compared to the likes of Ngwogo
    Nike, Ibagwa Nike and numerous inaccessible
    Villages in the State.

    I was born the fourth successive female Child to
    Mr. and Mrs. Felix Chinedu. I have three younger
    siblings and the only boy being the youngest. His
    name is Chinedu but we call him Junior.

    Daddy was a contractor supplying Materials to
    Companies like ANAMCO and EMENITE. He was
    always on the move attending meetings and
    interviews on week days and social functions at

    Mummy taught at Army day secondary school,
    now Command day secondary School Abakpa

    The Family had four Cars: A Mercedes Benz 200
    series, a 504 Peugeot Saloon Car, a 404 Peugeot
    Pick-up van and a Hiace Bus. We lived in our
    own House, a twin Duplex at the Federal Housing
    estate Abakpa Nike, Enugu.
    Growing up was fun, we were many in the
    House, seven Children, two maids, extended
    family members always visiting. Our House was
    always a haven for meetings and parties as our
    parent belonged to several associations

    . Mum
    belonged to the Catholic association of Christian
    Mothers, Association of Ikwere women, Prudent
    Women association which is a credit and thrift
    society. She is also the P.R.O of the State
    Chapter of the Nigerian union of teachers.
    Daddy belonged to about seven social Clubs.

    When he is not attending any social or serious
    function, he plays Golf on Thursday evenings or
    Saturday mornings. Dad always told us that Golf
    playing is a link to People that mattered. Most of
    the Contract deals he got were sealed on the
    Golf Pitch and delivered in the office the next

    . Dad never misses and appointment and is
    the most time conscious person I have seen in
    my life.

    Most last Saturdays of the month, Dads Driver
    would take the Children in the Hiace Bus to Polo
    Park along Abakaliki Road for pure amusement.

    While we run about the Park catching fun, Uncle
    KC, Dad’s driver would be trying to ensure that
    we do not stray out of his sight. To Us Kids it
    was like playing hide and seek but to him, he
    was protecting his Job! The amusement park is
    located adjacent to the state owned Polytechnic,

    The Institute of management and Technology.
    Our Parent met in that Institution popularly
    known by its acronym, I.M.T. Dad graduated with
    upper credit grade in Building and Quantity
    Survey department while Mummy graduated with
    lower credit grade in Secretarial Studies. They
    said their love story started on the stair case.

    Dad would always reiterate on how they normally
    steal glances at each other whenever they met
    while one is ascending and the other descending
    the stair case to and from their Lecture rooms
    both upstairs on the same Building at Campus 3
    independence layout Enugu.

    On this fateful day, Daddy would boast: when
    they met as usual, Daddy blocked Mummy from
    passing through and challenged her: Come! Why
    are you always stealing glances at me whenever
    our Paths cross? How do you mean? Mummy had
    asked. Any time I am on this stair case, you are
    here too, anytime I turn around to stare at your
    back side, you do the same too! Why? He asked
    her. Mummy had blushed and was very
    embarrassed. How can you say I turn back to
    look at your back side! She said. Then why do
    you turn around? To look at my long head? I
    don’t know! She had said, maybe it’s just a
    coincidence! Good! Dad said, At least you did not
    deny turning back to stare at your husband even
    though he has not approached you for that yet…

    My name is Felix Chinedu Amadi, HND 1 Building
    Department, I am from Rivers state and Ikwere
    by tribe. She replied, I am Ogbonna Ada OND 1
    Secretarial studies ,I am from Unubi in Anambra

    Daddy could go on telling the same story over
    and over while Mummy interjects intermittently
    to affirm or oppose him.

    They never got tired of
    discussing their relationship. Even the day Daddy
    died on his bed at the University of Nigeria
    teaching Hospital Enugu they had been
    discussing and laughing till he died with a smile
    on Lip…….That is the only sane and sweet part of
    my Life and it died with my father. My name is
    Deborah Adanne Amadi.

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    adrino26[sPORT GOVERNOR}
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    nice… your pattern of wooing a lady is very nice

    #815826 Reply
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    Bring it on

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    Promzy (Miss Coolval)
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    Have read this
    Nevertheless continue
    Its very emotional
    Won’t be able to read it again

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    Mz Unique
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    Waiting for next episode

    #815963 Reply
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    ayam here …

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    Sommyangel (Favoured child)
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