*The Year 2018..*
The year 2018 began with a bang..With a bang? Of course!! With a bang..or rather Bangers! Cos in my neighbourhood, the year hadnt formally started until the atmosphere was pervaded with knock out sounds emanating from the various bangers..
The night before I had gone to the Celestial church beside my house to dance my heart out..From Shaku shaku to Azonto to Skelewu, I was just swinging my pelvis to the Lord with no care, while singing with my frog like voice..But who cares? As long as Jah was impressed..
I remembered when it was 10 minutes to the new year..When we suspended the praise and worship session, and started praying…The Prophet said we should pray like wounded lions.. Not willing to be outdone by my neighbour, I removed my shirt and started shaking my head vigourously while shouting, “Poverty Die Die Die!, No more insufficient funds! Village pipu hands off by fire!!
Then the coundown began, 5 4 3 2 1, Happy new year!!! In the spirit of the celebration, I ran like Usain Bolts to my Crush side and i enveloped her in a bear hug while making sure i tapped enough currents.. “Happy new year Chidimma” I said in a naughty tone while relishing the bodily contact… This year will be sweet, i said to myself while walking to my seat..
2018, the year of lofty expectations and aspirations, i told myself while penning a long list of resolutions. “I will learn how to swim, I will open a blog, I will finish the bible 4 times, I will ask Chidimma out and so on..
January crawled by like a snail, February followed suit limping along, March not willing to be left behind marched with dangerous speed trying to catch April by her tails.. “May I never be late for June’s wedding in July”, I prayed. At least the August visitor will understand September and October’s dilemna as I celebrated my birthday in November..
Now I am in December; Precisely nine days to the end of the year and i am yet to even finish Genesis, not to talk of opening a blog..I am swimming now tho, in my dreams if i may add..Lest I forget, Chidimma is now dating a Yahoo boy and i am currently serving my fatherland..
In all, I am grateful for the gift of family and friendship which i have been able to enjoy to a greater dimension.. Enough of this small talk joor. Jide!! Guy, shey u don see alert for allawee! Hunger dey wire pessin jare.
Written by Dr Dee