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THE ANECDOTE OF THE IDANRE HILL
This story is 100% fiction and it does not have any resemblance to anybody dead or alive.
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This story shouldn’t be reproduced in any form or means without the permission of the writer. (Ola-Olowo)
This story is totally a fiction and it was written based on what the writer was able to gather from the citizens of Idanre, Ondo State.
This is for all lovers of history. This story is not meant to thrill the readers but to open our eyes to what is happening around us and to educate the new generation about some exciting tourist events that has happened in the past.
THE ANECDOTE OF THE IDANRE HILL
WRITTEN BY: OLA_OLOWO
Water is the essence of the life support of all living things on earth. Our existence hinges on the availability of water. In many ways how one could say that civilization is centered around water and its versatility.
The realization of how important good water for people takes roots from the myths of ancient cultures as precisely ablution with water was important in various ancient cults. Ideas of the salubrity of water were connected to the general “scientific” knowledge of the society. The first known philosophical thinkers and researchers also recognized the importance of water for the public health.
When one thirsts, water aptly weilds its rekindling power. You want to cook? Water is an essential medium. As the great Fela’s songline goes; there is almost nothing you can do without the use of water.
Sango, the god of iron that invokes the thunder across the sky had 3 beautiful wives by his side and according to the Yoruba myths also has powers to create a course of water to appear.
Of all the three wives, namely Queen Oba, Queen Osun the second and lastly Queen Oya. Sango loves Osun the most because of her outstanding culinary skills.
Oba, the second wife who wants to regain her slot as Sango’s favorite decided to ask the first wife how she managed to enchant the great leader Sango with her meals. Whereas, Osun didn’t want to lose the special attention and love Sango has for her to Oba. In the midst of the court game, Osun resents the first wife, Oba whose children are heirs to Sango’s kingdom as Osun decides to play a trick on her. She tells Oba the reason Sango loved her so much was because she cut a piece of her ear many years ago and cooked it in a meal for him.
Oba is pleased and thought of Osun foolish having to disclose such a secret to her. She thought within to herself “If Osun is getting so much attention by preparing a meal with only a piece of her ear, how much more she would get if she outdid her rival. So when it was her turn to do the cooking, she cut her whole ear in the food she prepared and went on to present it happily to Sango.
Not long after he started eating, Sango notices an ear floating in the soup. He became furious and accuses Oba of an attempt trying to poison him. He was so mad that he invokes thunder up on his household causing his wives to flee.
On their heels, Oba falls and transformed into the river Oba, Osun also falls and become the river Osun. I am not sure what happened to Oya but these two rivers exist up to today in Oyo and Osun states. It is said that they form turbulent rapids at their tributary.
The Anecdote of the Idanre hill
It’s the third day again since the executive director has failed to see us. He keeps postponing the appointment as though the next day would never end and I am getting tired. Thanks to my personal assistant, I wouldn’t have made it over again here as of today. Although I am rest assured how dire this contract is a need to me but when the weight of merely submitting my proposal to the executive director is weighing down on me, I wouldn’t help but start thinking of giving up. My house rent is much over due and I need to pay up my team before they get around seeking pastures elsewhere in other firms of no match to mine in both experience and expertise about what historical writing really is.
Mr. Johnson! The receptionist called me, as I jolt out of my deep thought.
Yes ma. I replied and walked towards her
The Executive Director will see you now. She said eyeing me up
Thank you Mrs. Titi. I wear out a heartwarming smile as my personal assistant, Felicia tailed along.
It’s been over 25 minutes since we’ve been in the office of the executive director of Johnsine arts writing limited. The young man in front of me, Dr. Ben has been flipping through my proposal for over 20 minutes. His office is well furnished with 2 monitors in front of him with large volumes of books stacked on his desk. There are two mini couch and a table just beside his desk and I believe it’s his sweet spot or probably a VVIP corner. The air conditioning device gave an incessant hum to the chilly conditioning of the room. Meanwhile Felicia, was siting just beside me fixing her stranded ness by whatsapp chat.
Mr. Johnson! Dr. Ben said removing his eye glasses on the table.
Yes Dr. Ben. Have you seen what’s in there sir? I asked wearing a Cheshire plastic smile.
Yes of course I can see what you’ve pieced together here but unfortunately, it seems you still haven’t gotten the drills about this yet. Dr. Ben said
I don’t understand sir. Please expansiate better. I said while adjusting my chair.
Well, you see Mr. Johnson, this competition we are talking about will go global and entries are anticipated from several African countries too. You see, I would advise you go check out our past winners. Dr. Ben said then brought out a picture of a young man who won a noble prize the previous year.
Take a look at this man. He is Ola_Olowo. Have you read any of his writes-ups before? Dr. Ben asked
No… I haven’t. I replied taking a look at the picture then, passing on to Felicia.
You see, this competition is not about imaginative writing. Although your writing looks so good, it lacks authencity. We need something real. Go check out his work. He has won the last two edition of the competition. Last year, he won for “The Legend of Ikogosi”. The previous, he won it with his writing called “The group assignment” He explained further.
I shook my head sorrowfully over again
What would you want me do now sir? You see, this competition means a lot to me and my team and we really have to win this publishing contract. “Then make something real, write something real and also do something real. Dr. Ben answered
TO BE continued….
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