I AM KHADI

My sister and I

She is not my twin cos she is six years older!

Our mum.... Not educated

Our dad.....half educated.

But they both loved education with passion.
When my sister was in primary six,I was in primary three,but she wasn't doing well in school at all,my dad didn't allow her to write the entrance examination,she had to repeat primary six,then I was already in primary four.

I jumped into the entrance examination hall with her cos I was also registered .

Which made us secondary school students.
We were both in jss1, although not same school,She was in St Louis school while I was in a Unity school.

After our first promotion exam,she had to repeat Jss1 while I got promoted to Jss2. I became her senior.
I moved to Jss3 while she..... Jss2.
When I wrote junior WAEC,she repeated Jss2.
So...... I was in SSS 1 while she was in Jss2.
I got promoted to SSS 2 when she was advised to withdraw!

I got back home and presented my result with pride,my mum insulted my sister while I was laughing.
When my dad got back,after checking the results,He told my sister to dress up,my dad took her out on a nice treat. Everyone thought my dad had lost it cos he gave what I deserved to my sister .

He bought her a lot of goodies and clothes,He said to her" If I can do this for you despite you failed,just imagine what I would do if you test me with a good result"

My sister broke down in tears , promised my daddy she would do her best to make him proud,
As they were about coming back home ,my sister confessed to my dad that she had already drank poison when my mum was insulting her,They didn't come that day,cos they went straight to the hospital to flush it out.
She was registered in another school,A public school, Guess who had the best results that year🤣🤣🤣🤣 You guessed right. My sister!
When she was about pushing me into the gutter completely,I buckled up.
She was representing the school in quiz,debates and athletics.
It's a pity daddy didn't wait to eat the fruit of his labor,He travelled and never returned,Only for him to be kept inside the ground,Six feet.
Don't mind him jare.

In my next life,I would come through him again!
A father before fathers 😭
Happy Sunday to you all.

My wonderful late kid sister part 4.

My mother stopped a bike,she sat on it with the girl and I sat behind her.Straight to the hospital,we went.

There was a long queue in d hospital,being state hospital. It was then we realized we didn't go with money,My mum told me to go back home and bring money,I rushed home,picked d money and hurried back to the hospital.

My mum was no longer in d hospital, neither was little goddess in sight,I rushed to d doctor's office,I saw her on the bed there, There and then....... The doctor told me to take heart that she had died,I hurriedly carried her,Then she breathed her last breathe,The doctor demanded for money to deposit her in d mortuary.

Tears didn't come,I was confused,I carried her,picked wrapper and sling ,I backed her but........... She was so heavy. I became stupid. I rushed out and stopped a bike but I gave d bike man a different direction. He dropped me and I was there looking here and there , wandering like a Fulani cow. I had no mission where I went to,why I went there,I didn't know.

My phone kept ringing,The tough boys in d street were d ones calling. I managed to pick and told them where I was.They came with bikes,The bikes they brought would be up to 50, I was asked to sit on one if d bikes.

Few houses away from ours,I was hearing my mum,she was wailing seriously,Maybe d doctor had told her what happened before she left d hospital,She unconsciously took a bike home,but fell from d bike while on a speed,From there ,she was rushed home, maybe it was d fall dat opened her brain to what was happening to her.

When we got home..... They collected d co**se from my back and threw it to the ground,It was there it downed on me that my cherished little goddess had become forbidden. Then I bursted into tears.

Immediately, People started locking their shops , everywhere became silent,When they brought my mum out to ease herself,The condition of the street made her wail more,she kept asking if it was a king that died.
The next day.......
To be continued.
I am in tears already😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

My wonderful late kid sister.part three

Sorry I didn't remember to include my position in d family.i am d second child.

After I completed my theatre art training,
I got my certificate and was hoping for opportunities from Producers and directors.
I got a call from a producer,we booked appointment............,but before then...... Little goddess stopped people from making her hair,she said she wanted my elder sister to style her hair,this was very difficult cos she was at Lagos with her big touch light, searching for greener pastures.
We only told her on phone but she said she would look for means of coming home.
So I traveled from Ondo city to Ore to see d movie producer,He was launching a movie that day,I had to stay till d end of d program,it was already in the night,I had no choice when d producer said we would both sleep in d same room ! On d same bed!!

It was a tough war till morning, Early in d morning,he told me he wouldn't be able to work with me cos I lack cooperation.I didn't even bath, suddenly,I got a call from my mum that little goddess said I should come home immediately.I rushed out and got a vehicle, straight back home.
Her reason for wanting to see me was so annoying,It was d first day of September, Little goddess said I didn't celebrate her birthday cos she was born in august.

I was angry,but dare not show it,she said no one would give me money cos I didn't do d right thing at d right time,It was her forth year birth celebration. I looked for a buyer for my new Alcatel phone immediately,I was so lucky to get a buyer ,he gave me two thousand naira and promised to balance up.I took her out,She pointed at silly things,I bought without complaining.
On our way back home..... She stopped and vomited twice,She said"touch my body,Ara mi n gbona" People really envied her cos she had lot of things that day.

It was around 6pm,I just finished grinding beans for moimoi cos my mom had grinding engines,About four of them,One big dieselengine,One small diesel engine,One petrol using engine and one electric grinding engine..

Mum was about putting salt when goddess fell down,she got up and fell again.later.....😪😪

TO BE CONTINUED 😭😭😭

My wonderful late kid sister.

part two

If Sileola needed something worth of ten thousand naira and you are penniless,She would tell you to sit outside,In case u obey..... U don jam money be that o,cos passers by would be stopping by to bless you without reasons. Till she would get what she wanted.

There was a day she attended a naming ceremony,It was d mother of the little baby that accompanied her home with some goodies,the funniest part..... My mum and the woman had not met before!

If u are dressed for an occasion or church program.... She would warn u sternly not to sit at d back😅,doh ...reasons best known to her.
My father named her Sileola cos that was when he became a landlord ( Yoruba people can relate well).

She communicated in two different languages, English and Yoruba, You must laugh at her utterance.For instance" I am hungry,ebi n pami lataaro" She wouldn't speak without interpretation 😂🤣🤣🤣 Fun to be with.

Due to my father's death,I had to struggle to enroll her in school. Funny enough....... Sileola must apply makeup before going to school.
Did I forget to say she can also insult for Africa,I could remember d day she said my mum's tummy looked like local onion🤣😂😅 simply because my mum was going out and she instructed little goddess to stay at home.

Those who enjoyed her most were d tough guys in my street,they made her their best friend, Whenever they got arrested and their parents decided not to bail them in order to be well punished, Little goddess must go to their house and made sure no one rest their heads on their pillows until they bail her friends.

I could remember her silly statement when people told her to go to bed, that it was already late for bailing, she said " mi o Le sun now,my husband is in prison, please now, E joo" Everyone became perplexed.

It was my custom and tradition to always buy her clothes for her birthday,She was d type who appreciated every little gift given to her.

So one day ......... My mother had a dream....
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I AM KHADI

My wonderful late kid sister. Part one

My mum had this girl after she swore to have said bye bye to child bearing,Gbam! Pregnancy surfaced.Then..... I was in sss 2.I was even ashamed to tell my friends that my mum delivered a new born after two boys and two girls.

My father's life changed for good immediately she was born. On d day she was named,my father changed clothes three times, amazing!
My mom was surprised cos d four naming ceremony they had had together...... My father would not even show himself as Baba baby,he might not even have a bath gan self. But this one was an exception.

To d amazement of everyone,my grandfather who happens to be a king was in attendance,All chairs and canopies were palace customized.Two goats and other assorted meats got devoured, Varieties of food were made available.
There was no sign of rain at all but there was a heavy down pour,yet people refused to go home. Enuf of d naming wahala jare.

My father was winning contracts here and there,but on one bad day like that.......... The baby was nine months and eleven days old,my dad wanted to travel for a contract,it was during OBJ's regime,he was to build hospitals in some villages,My dad was set to leave but this yeye baby didn't allow him,all she wanted was for him to carry her and not go anywhere,She really wasted his time but Las Las,he dropped her and drove off not knowing he would never return.

It was d news of his death that was later broken,see life.... It was announced on radio and television but it was that day my mom said no appliance should be On cos she no wan hear noise( oloro abeti Didi)

After his burial,a lot happened 😪,story for another day.
This girl became an oracle,She moved and rolled with old people,At age 3,she had started attending functions alone,whether my mum knew the celebrant or not,she would specially entertained. If she needed anything and there is no money for it,she would tell us to exercise patience,

To be continued cos I am weeping already😪😪😪😪😪😪😪 #
I AM KHADI