in a neighbourhood parents will lock their wards indoors to protect their future individuality you won’t want to be home alone with your old folks, well I happen to be a victim of that scene though it was for a few couple of years but I found it hard before being inured to my condition.
I grew up
with three lovely sisters (Yetty,Bolly,Deo) Yetty was my elder sister while
Bolly and Deo were close family friends. We did lot of stuff together, attended the
same primary school, and interchangeably attended church, watched movies together,
a lot of my childhood highlight was in the company of these three beauties. I was
proud to be the lone guy amidst three lovely girls, not every guy has that
chance, though they suffered me small o, but we thank God.
It was a
very painful experience to witness the perfect picture fade right under my
gaze, it was mainly for no other reason than because I was the guy. They all
went to an all girls secondary school and I was left alone with my parents. Resumption
nights at home was always a horror day for me, I’ll codedly find a secret spot
to lick my tears, I was successful in hiding my true feelings about them leaving
for school until now, I always gave them the I don’t care attitude just to
prove how manly I am.
DEOLA |
YETUNDE |
BOLA |
Times have
changed, trees have grown, professors retired, even justin bieber is dating, so
have we developed. I’ve gotten to that stage I hardly see any of them. Deola is
presently in her service year, Yetty and Bolly are both undergoing their
masters programme in separate institutions and my lonely self is in his
penultimate year in a private university.
To the three
girls that made me, I unofficially say a big thank you for the moments, to
Deola I’ll miss making pancakes with you, 80% on the same side during our
arguments with others even though you’re not always right just giving you
support to make it two-two(hope you’ll forgive me) to Bola I’ll miss your tasty
meals and our unisex gists, and to my sister Yetunde I want to finish typing
before this year runs out so In summary I’ll say I never wished for a better
sister, you rock. And for all your buts and commas I’ll keep it for a later
day.
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