PIGEONS FOR BREAKFAST by Sultan Krix

Sultan Krix

#My memoirs......😁
#Good memories.....🤭🥰

......*PIGEONS FOR BREAKFAST*.....

I hate Mondays.....😠
I just hate 'em.......😡
I hate mathematics....😠(I am the only one of the Wende four kids who was really poor in maths🤦🏽‍♂)
First period every Monday......😔mathematics😩........so, I hate Mondays...🙅🏽‍♂
I hate having beans as breakfast......😠
Whenever mom cooked beans for breakfast, I often skip breakfast.

🤔🤔.....So it happened Some time in early 2004, it was a Monday😩....(Monday morning almost always made me miserable) mom cooked beans for breakfast😔......my day couldn't have started more miserably.....😔😔

After getting dressed for school(my shirt wasn't tucked in🙄) I grabbed my bag, pops was outside shaving, I bade him have a nice day and set out for school. Now, my pops been a real disciplinarian, had zero tolerance for shabby dressing🙅🏽‍♂.

As I walked past him with my bag pack almost dragging behind me, he paused at what he was doing and.........
Pops: wá níbí òré wa......(come back here my friend)
And whose house would you say you're coming from dressed like a village idiot?
Orí e hènlà henla bi orí èèyan méjì......(your head like the heads of two people combined).
me:.....I dropped my bag and reluctantly tucked my shirt in, picked my bag and continued my trip to face another miserable Monday morning.....

The first three periods seems to move at the pace of a snail, it seems each period was taking 2hours instead of 40mins, I endured the torture, my mind was never with my body all through, and my brain was busy working, devicing, scheming and planning on how to get out of class and go find me some chow.

After the 3rd period, Louis Ogunmolawa(one of my best friends then, and still one of my best friends till this day🥰) sauntered into my class (he was in SS2A, I was in SS2B) and asked if I brought food as he was hungry (turns out he had the same issue I had with breakfast that morning.......beans🙄) I replied on the negative, dissapointed and obviously hungry, he turned to leave😔🚶🏽🚶🏽....

Then my brain pushed a thought into my mind, and I asked if he'd like to have eyelé(pigeon) as breakfast, he responded that he doesn't mind, that he'd eat rat in his current state😂😂. Then I told him to come with me, and together we set out for our house...😊🚶🏽🚶🏽🚶🏽

When we got home, I took the key from where it's normally kept, opened the door and we were in.
Louis made himself comfortable in the sitting room, I went to the backyard to hunt pigeons.

We had a lot of pigeons then(probably up to 50 birds or even more) they reside inside our ceiling, to catch them, all one had to do is throw some grains of corn or rice on the floor, and they'd all come down from their abode in the ceiling for some feasting, and while they ate, I caught two fine birds🤗

Within minutes, the unfortunate birds were boiling away on the stove. Everything was going well, in another 15-20 minutes, food will be ready🤗.
Suddenly, my ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps outside, I peeped through the window of mom's room to see whose footsteps it was that I was hearing........Alas......it's my mom🙆🏾‍♂

Back then, mom would come to my class randomly to check if I was in class, if I was in class, she'd go back to her office, if I wasn't in class(as was the case 80% of the time anyway....🙄🤦🏽‍♂) I'm in trouble that day after school hours....
That fateful day, mom had gone to check if I was in class, and of course, I wasn't there🙄.

She cooked Beans for breakfast🤔, I skipped breakfast🤔, now I wasn't in class🤔........she did the maths and knew that I'd be home, so she'd come to flush out the rat that was me.....

Soon as I saw her, I dashed to the stove and quickly got rid of our pigeons(don't ask me how or where I hid them, it's non of your business🙄), then I placed the beans pot on the stove and waited......soon,
She came in and.....

Mom: what are you doing here when you should be in class?
Me:I came back for my breakfast.
Mom:the same breakfast you rejected earlier on?
Me:yes.
Mom:so, what's on the stove?
Me: I am warming the beans.
She looked at me, studied the whole place, she knew I was lying, but she just couldn't place her hand on what it was that I was really up to. And she knew she's never going to get the answer out of me......🥴

Mom: anyway, I will deal with you later. Óyá, fa etí e kin ma wo ìpàkó e beyen....(pull your ears and let me be seeing the back of your head.......😁)
I put out the stove and disappointedly got out of the house. She came out after me and locked the door.

Meanwhile, when Louis saw her, he quickly hid himself behind the fridge and stayed there while I was been interrogated. When it dawned on him that he was about to get locked inside the sitting room, he voluntarily came out of hiding.......😂😂

When mom made to lock the sitting room door as well........Louis came out and......
Louis: e kaaro ma...(Good morning ma)
Mom: 😳, Dapo! Bawo lo se de ibi?......(Dapo! How did you get in there?)
Louis:..... stammering.....èmi àtii junior.....a wa mú assignment wa.......(myself and Junior......we came to pick up our assignment....😂😂🤣)

Mom: you came to pick assignment? Abi? No problem, I don't have the time right now, I will deal with you both later.
Oya, Eyin mejeeji, e fa etí yin......(both of you, pull your ears......)
Then she locked the door and frog marched us back to class and took the key with her.

So, no pigeon for us that day, and we were still hungry. We just gotta do something...... so, as soon as the bell for break rung, we went back to our house and took vengeance on the pawpaw that can always be found at the back of our Lodge.......both ripe and semi-ripe.....☺😊😊

#Memoirs of a stubborn son and a troublesome brother...😁
#My family, my pride.🤗🥰
#Memories......

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