BE YOURSELF. Anytime I told my wife this segment of the story of my life, she used to laugh to stupor. It happened some twenty-nine years ago yet it never loses its comical attributes. We were three close friends living on the same street.
My two friends coincidentally were bearing the same name Tolu. The first Tolu did something and it worked. What was it? Knowing quite well that his mother was watching, Tolu started tinkering with these tiger batteries, gathering the black powder into a nylon bag. When the mother asked him what he wanted to do with the powder, he calmly told her that any day the mother made him angry by not acquiescing to any of his requests, he would swallow the powder and commit suicide.
The mum was shocked and started panicking, begging him to discard the idea. But it worked. Tolu was getting all he wanted from his rich mom. We saw the changes. Tolu spent more, he enjoyed more. After a lot of hassles, he finally let us in with what he did. So we decided to copy and hoped it works too on our parents. Tolu’s lifestyle was becoming oppressive to us.
When I got home, I made sure my mom was around and so I started dismantling the tiger battery casings. Of course, she asked what I was doing with the battery powder. I did as my friend said that I want to keep it to commit suicide if my mom does not listen to me.
I never knew how my mom covered the distance between us. The slap was deadening, the subsequent ones made my cheeks bounced like the skin of a beaten drum.It was a sunny afternoon yet it seemed it was dark and it was about to rain. It was the slaps playing tricks with my vision. She dragged me inside like a criminal and gave me a punishment that erased all suicide thought from my head. “Eedi fe di e abi? Emi lo maa le edi Jade ninu aye e” When my Dad came in the night, the punishment continued.
He banned all my friends from visiting or me getting out saying I was being influenced. As if those were not enough, mom invited her younger sister, my Aunt to talk “sense” into me. Hmmm… My Aunt? her mouth was a razor blade, when she talked to you, you can even commit suicide sef. Like when she said “Anty mi, sheh won o paaro omo fun yin ni ward Sha?” She was asking if the wrong child was not given to my mom at my birth!I ended up begging and apologizing and that was when my mom burst into crying.
The way my siblings now looked at me, it was as if I was the devil incarnate. I was avoided like a plague. I felt sorry that I made mom cry, especially when she started stating what she was passing through to put food on the table. I really felt like Judas. But what happened to the second Tolu? His own case was the worst. Indeed, he too did that same thing. When they asked him and he said he wanted to commit suicide, they didn’t even behave as if they heard him. He didn’t know his mother had given the elder brother signal to capture him.
They grabbed Tolu and lay him down, the mother said he should open his mouth so the powder would be poured in for him. My friend tightened his mouth struggling to get free. “Ti o ba ku Alaye a shaye”, if you die those alive would go on living. When Tolu finally struggled free, he ran like never before. He could not go home, he came to my house and I also told him my pathetic story. I told him to go before my mom set eyes on him. As he later told me, when he finally got home and was served dinner, he sniffed it, gave a spoonful to a dog and watched it before he could eat it. We became gentlemen afterward, there are some parents “madder” than you if you want to attempt madness.
Never stopped laughing. Anytime the three jolly friends meet, we just remember and laugh…The times are hard so laugh and let out the pressure. Remember to laugh.
While the story contains a high level of comical properties, it is important to note that evil communication corrupts good manners, not just children, but adults inclusive.
Do not be misled: Bad company corrupts good character. ― I Corinthians 15:33, New International VersionTo be of good quality, you have to excuse yourself from the presence of shallow and callow-minded individuals. ― Michael Bassey Johnson Evil influence is like a nicotine patch, you cannot help but absorb what sticks to you. ― E.A. Bucchianeri Keeping bad company is like being in a germ-infested area. You never know what you’ll catch. ― Frank Sonnenberg Plantations of good morals are easily captivated, colonized, and corrupted by the pests of a bad company. Spray away bad companies and you will experience a bumper harvest of your dream fruits! ― Israel more AyivorIt is challenging to fly with eagles when you have been walking with turtles. ― Amit KalantriAlways be careful of where you run to. When the going gets tough, take it easy and slow down, else you venture into the den of lions. ― Michael Bassey Johnson Be Inspired 2021 Collections.