- I will never forget the potato
fries they usually give us in Mobil clinic when we fell sick that year.
- I will never forget the first time I got on a plane , it
was my mum and I , I remember the weather was pretty terrible . Mumsi kept praying.
But what did I know, I was barely 3.
- I remember when I jumped down
the bunk bed in my house and broke a front tooth.
- I remember the first time; I actually
tasted crispy chicken, Derilisoussuusus . LOL. I was in primary six. We had Saturday
lesson in school, “ugo .c. Ugo “banter lool.
- I remember composing songs with
my brother using people’s weird name, LOL, like ours weren’t weird enough.
- I remember the summers I learnt
how to swim, best summers everrrrrrr!!!
- I remember telling my mum
about the stew my sister cooked. Went thus:
mummy, the stew is sweet. She used ketchup. LMAO.
- I remember the look my mum gave,
when she didn’t want us to eat in a visitor’s house . “eat first , and we’ll
meet at home “ look.
- I miss those visitors that
gave us money when they were leaving our house ( mumsi collected like 70% of
those ).
- I remember the summer we lived
in mobil guest house, an experience to remember, truly.
- I remember leaving the snacks I
was bought in the morning in my bag till, it was time to wash the bag, just
imagine the sight ,talk more of the
smell.
- I remember I hated making my
hair , because it meant me putting my head in the middle of someone’s legs and
trying not to die from the odor oozing out . LOOOL
- I remember our trips to
several states in Nigeria; I’d really love to go on those trips again.
- I remember running away from masquerade,
back when we still lived in Eket, Akwa-ibom state.
- I remember disliking my seat
patner in nursey one cause he always drooled when sleeping.
- I remember when my mum said “kame
tenzi” it meant you’re about to be caned.
- I remember struggling the
computer and remote with my brother all day.
- I remember listening to “jams”
on the radio every Friday with my siblings
- I also miss listening to radio
with my dad every Sunday evening .
- I miss telling my dad all
about my day at school and my sporting exploits.
- I miss participating in sports
, back in primary school.
- I miss cultural dances in
primary school.
- Oh there was a lot to miss, oh
childhood I love you.
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