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• FATE (The story of an African boy)   I haven't left y*u Eric

  Meanwhile, Eric had cried and just sat there with his swollen red eyes. Where would he go now, he has no parents, or better still no mother, no family, no friends, no siblings he doesn’t even have a roof over his head. The only family he has now are his friends; Omoloju, Anita and Racheal. He would spend the night at his mother’s grave side and early next morning, he would return back to port Harcourt. And once he leaves this town, he will leave the people he knows here where they truely belong: his past!. The people he used to know as his family had now turned into strangers to him.It was now getting dark, Eric still remained by his mother’s graveside when he suddenly started dozing off “I haven’t left you Eric!!" he snapped his eyes open and looked around. His heart beating very fast. That’s his mother’s voice, was she here? Had he been sleeping or was it a trance?He looked around in the dark graveside. He was beginning to be afraid. But he s

• FATE (The story of an African boy)   Mum, why did y*u do this to me?

  “please uncle let him go. He need to search for his father because I have tolerated him enough am not giving him any more space in this house” Lanre retorted in a flippant way. “Be quiet Lanre. How dare you talk carelessly to your own elder brother? Have you forgotten that his still your mother’s son? Are you going to insult your own mother’s private life?” Uncle Juwon reprimanded him.“No uncle, let him be. He’s right I need to go. And am grateful for tolerating me all these years Lanre” Eric replied wearing a faint smile on his lips. Lanre looked away in a shrugged ‘your problem' way. Uncle Bade sneered. That way Eric went away and turned after walking a few steps and glanced back at the house where he grew up.This place housed his childhood memories, his parent’s happy laughter and he and his siblings playing around. The house that used to be his home had now become a place where he’s not welcomed. He’ll rememb

• FATE (The story of an African boy)   I don't belong here

  What was the meaning of what uncle Juwon said, why did his sibling snapped at him? Why was his father buried without his knowledge? If it’s uncle bade, he had never liked him. He recalled that year when he gained admission in the university. His father was very happy and told his brother when he came visiting. Eric was in the bedroom that day and eaves dropped on their conversation. Uncle Bade sounded chilly when he told his father “you’re spending too much on this boy”. But he’s father shrugged his statement aside and they continued talking.When uncle Bade was leaving, his father called him to help him with his bag to bus stop. When he got to the bus stop, he bowed his head before saying good bye to his uncle. But what he’s uncle said that day had never left his memory. “Don’t greet me, a butterfly that thinks himself to be bird”It’s been few years now, but he hadn’t forgotten the statement that day nor the look of contempt on his face

• FATE (The story of an African boy)   Your Father is no more

  Omoloju felt pity for him. He had told him that his mother was dead. All he had left was his father and siblings. He prayed nothing happens to his father otherwise how was he going to cope with his siblings.Hours later, Eric called Omoloju that he had arrived but was walking the few distance to his house. He thanked Omoloju and promised to give him feedback after checking his father’s condition.But two days passed and Omoloju received no call from Eric. He became restless. He kept trying to reach him, dialling his cellphone number but it was always switched off.When Eric reached home that day, he met his uncles and siblings. He squinted when he didn’t found his father among them. He prostrated in greeting his uncles. His two siblings turned their faces away, not bothering to greet him.Two of his uncles sat down and at the extreme end, he saw his aunt, his dad’s youngest sister. He went to her and prostrated as well. His aunt

• FATE (The story of an African boy)   He liked that boy really good

  When Omoloju’s parent received the money their son sent to them, they couldn’t help but went emotional. Iya Omoloju felt her nose became sour. She snuffled as a drop of tear fell from her eyes. How empty would her life have been if there’s no Omoloju? or if she had abandoned him to die as well. He not only saved them the struggle of raising money For his expenses but rather sent them money instead.Baba Omoloju was glad. Now he had money to pay for Remilekun’s senior school examination fee. It came at the time when it’s really needed. Remi was jubilating and excited. She called her brother and thanked him saying he was the best brother in the world.These happened some months ago. This time, Omoloju came home for a brief break. His mother prepared him Iyan (pounded yam) and egusi(melon) soup. It was a soup she prepared specially.She kept a part of the Okate(grasscutter) her hu

• FATE (The story of an African boy)   We've raised Omoloju well

  At that time, Bisi had refused saying she hadn’t stopped thinking about furthering her education. She had initially agreed with Bosun that when she gets to 300Level, they’ll get married.But Bosun was now married and she had no obligation toward anyone besides her parents and son. She then concentrated on her business as her mother helped her taking care of her son.But one day, baba Bisi (Pa Adebanjo) fell ill. Bisi spent all her money and her mother’s savings to save her father. But eventually, baba Bisi couldn’t make it; he died.An issue arose, pa Adebanjo had no son. It’s the responsibility of the son to bury the father who then was going to bury pa Adebanjo? His only child is a girl and that his son in-law would automatically become pa Adebanjo's son. And that son would be the one to bury him.At that point, Bisi gave up her ambition of going to higher institution. She can’t allow her father to be buried like an ‘Agan