MY MEMOIRS: SIX LASHES FOR MY CLOTHES by Sultan Krix

Sultan Krix
#my memoirs....😁
#Good memories....ðŸĪ­ðŸ˜
................*SIX LASHES FOR MY CLOTHES*...............
ðŸĪ”ðŸĪ”.....If Wilson Tagbo was dubbed "one week, one trouble", then perhaps I should be dubbed "one day, one trouble"ðŸĪ·ðŸ―‍♂. Trouble and I.........we were like two opposing magnetic poles....we attract each otherðŸĪ—...... if I don't go looking for trouble, trouble comes looking for me, any which way, we always find each other😁.
ðŸĪ”ðŸĪ”......some time in late 1998, Adeolu nursery and primary school was building an upstairs classroom block....(I think that's the only upstairs in the school...ðŸĪ”), Since they'll be needing lots of water for the construction, they built a sort of reservoir on the site.
Well, to them......it's a reservoir, to us.....😁,it's a swimming poolðŸĪ—.
The security guard been an old man, couldn't find a way to keep us off the premises......(we made a living hell out of the poor man's lifeðŸĪĶðŸ―‍♂ðŸĪĶðŸ―‍♂)
Whenever we want to swim in "Our" swimming poolðŸĪ—, we'd pull off our clothes....(everything.... including pants....😁), put them all together in a pile, then we'd throw lots to decide who will be the first to stand guard.
Our guard would stood by our clothes while we jumped and splashed in our swimming pool. If the security guard moves, our own guard would alert us and we'd bolt before the old man could reach us.....🏃ðŸū🏃ðŸū😁😁....
Standing at a safe distance, We'd wait for him to go back to his post at the gate, then we'd come back and start all over againðŸĪĢ.....
Well, there is this saying that........ everyday for the thief, one day for the owner of the house.........
the old security guard had his revenge one dayðŸĪĢ.
So, it happened after school hours one day, mom sent me to buy kerosene and pepper from sadibo market, I bought what I was sent to buy, on my way back I decided to stop for a little swimðŸĪ—........
As you can guess, other swimmers were already inside the water when I got there. As a rule, since I was the last person to come, I was supposed to stand guard till a new comer would relieve me of sentry duty. But owning to the fact that I was on an errand and as such, I don't have much time, I couldn't do sentry work. I gotta get inside that water now!!!......... I looked at the old man, seems he was sleepingðŸ˜ī,.....what danger could a sleeping old man pose🙄..... I just pulled my clothes, dropped everything on the pile, placed my kerosene and pepper where others had arranged their other belongings, and I jumped inside the water......ðŸŠðŸ―ðŸŠðŸū
I had so much fun for more than thirty minutes inside the water, nobody came to bother us, the old man didn't even shout any warning or threat at all like he use to do, it was so much funðŸĪ—.
At last, I had to reluctantly leave the water, go get my clothes, and...........Wait.......something is not right......yes, all our clothes, all our properties, everything.....is goneðŸ˜ģ!
Others soon came out of the water and we all started talking and shouting at each other......
It was then that the old man decided to interfere...........hey there you goats, your properties are here with me, if you want them back, come over here.......and he sat back on his chair with two very long canes in his hands and crossed his legs while he patiently wait to savour his well planned revenge...😁
Now, we are all in trouble. What do we do?.....Do we have any other choice than to go meet the meet the old man?............I mean........We were all Stark naked😁, we couldn't go anywhere, we couldn't runaway, we had to go get our clothes back.....😆😄.
Alright, let me take you back a little bit.......
What happened was that while we were enjoying our swimming, the old man noticed we had no lookout, therefore he believed that the appointed time for him to teach us an unforgettable lesson had come, so he quietly came to where we dropped our clothings and stuffs, packed everything and went back with our properties to his post....ðŸĪ— (he said he made three trips before he could pack everything....😁).
He patiently waited for us to enjoy ourselves to the fullest, and when he saw us arguing, he called out to us by the name that perfectly described us......."Goats"....
When we got to him, we all had a remoreseful look on our face😔🙁, we prostratedðŸ™‡ðŸ―ðŸ™‡ðŸ―, started begging him and promising never ever and never to come there again.
He allowed us to fool ourselves for some minutes, then He said he's heard us, that he believed us, and that he is happy that we decided to repent, he even prayed for usðŸĪ—.......
then he told us that if we want our properties back, all we had to do is lie down flat and receive six lashes from the long cane he held in his hand😆😂😂.
Now, this is a real dilemma😆😆😄.
We were stark naked, our skins are wet, to now collect six lashes😰?!!! HaaaaaaaaðŸĨĩðŸĨķ!
On the other hand, I can't leave since I had to take kerosene and pepper back home, plus I have to collect my clothes backðŸĪ·ðŸ―‍♂.
Anyway, we all took the only available option.......six lashes😂😂.
Okay, let me just skip that part, because it was not a nice experience😂😂..........Instead, let me digress a bit and describe a particular incident that I still find hilarious till this dayðŸĪĢðŸĪĢ........
There was a boy amongst us that day, he was meant to hawk fried fish for his mom, so he was doing his hawking peacefully and dutifully when he ran into another boy hawking bread, the bread seller convinced the fish seller to come and have a little swim........😁😁😁😁
Now, when it came to fish seller's turn to receive his own six lashes, he'd cried his eyes and nose out while cursing and blaming bread seller for getting him into this trouble😂.
Baba was not moved, he just said......lie down flaaat.....😆
When the fourth lash touched Mr fish seller's bare back, he couldn't take it anymore........he rolled away from Baba, muttered some unintelligible jabbers, picked up stones and went straight for Mr bread seller😆😄😄............screaming, throwing stones, sands and anything at him😀😀😀.....Mr bread seller fled, Mr fish seller gave Chase🏃ðŸū🏃ðŸū🏃ðŸū.......the sight was very funnyðŸĪĢ......two naked boys, chasing themselves round and round the school compoundðŸĪĢðŸĪĢðŸĪĢðŸĪĢ......Even Baba laughedðŸĪĢðŸĪĢ
When I got home, mom looked at me and asked, why are your legs dirty and your eyes red? I told her I'd been crying.
She asked me why was I crying? Told her that when I got to sadibo market, I realized I couldn't find the money she sent me on errand with, and I know she'd beat me if I come back home, so I started looking for the money and when I couldn't find it on time, I started crying, I later found the money and bought what she sent me........
Of course She knew something doesn't add up, but she probably felt compassion for me due to my sorry state and pitiable look.....(my whole back still hurt badly from the six lashes😭...),
she looked at me for some seconds, then she told me "pele"😁😁.......
The flogging we got from that old man made sure we forgot about going back to swim in our swimming pool...........for two weeks😁😁.
Perhaps the old man was right when he called us GoatsðŸĪĢ.......because......
By the third week........ swimming pool business as usual had resumed....ðŸĪŠðŸĨī😁😁😁...........
#memoirs of a stubborn son and a troublesome brother😁
#my family, my prideðŸĪ—ðŸĨ°
#memories...
#IyituwaTv
#Iamadeolutayo
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