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Gift 18+ – Season 1 – Episode 11

sat at the back of the school building and
wept bitterly, my papa go just bicycle kick
me. I was so terrified to go home with
such position that I missed the School
Bus, I later erase the zero there and left
the five to be singly. The gateman was
the one who took me home with his bike,
I was so scared when Grace told me my
father was worried about me when the
school bus dropped my schoolmates that
lived in the Estate and I didn’t came down.
She come dey tell me say the whole Estate
know say I carry last for school and I go
repeat Primary Five, thunder go strike
that busy-body headmistress that called
me out to the podium and read my result,
I was so ashamed of myself. I tell am
say them lie oh! say I carry fifth na. Grace
no sabi anything apart from doggystyle
she gree na. Our elder says a hawk can’t
hide from the whom that begot it, I gave
my dad my result.

My dad: Gift, you carry fifth! *shock register on his face*

Me: yes, daddy. My teacher tell me say if I continue like this, I go carry first.

My dad: why them come write fail and repeat primary five.

Me: *I become scared* d…ad..y na mistake my teacher make na em make I no come early.

My dad: you fail English, you fail Maths, you even fail social studies. And you carry fifth?! You go repeat primary five tire.

my surprise my dad didn’t lay a finger
on me, he stayed with us for a whole week
when my uncle Daniel came visiting. He
works in an oil company, my dad’s younger
brother. My dad now travelled leaving
us under his care, my uncle Daniel was
a God fearing man who dedicated his
time and energy in God and helping people
who needed help. The moment he saw
my result he council me and encouraged
me to put more effort in education, he
works in an oil company. He was just
given three Months off due to illness
ceased that opportunity to tutor me.
taught me so well that before the holiday
ended I was able to spell any English
word, he taught me mathematics and
coach me on how to read. Me wey nofit
spell two letter words come dey spell
homosexuality lwkmd… Lemme oh.
started reading on my own and small
daddy Daniel always wake me around
3am everyday and I will read with him
till 6am. It even became a culture for me,
the only day he doesn’t wake me up or
he doesn’t read also is only on Saturdays.
My dad attended another church while
my Uncle Daniel was a dedicated adventist,
I even followed him to church and I looked
upto him greatly. One day like that Grace wan
shoot her shot, and I be the goalkeeper.

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Grace: ehnn.. Gift oh! your daddy Daniel don marry?

Me: ehnn … No, why you ask?

Grace: so em no wan marry?

Me: wetin concern you? my granny never complain say she need grand children.

Grace: I dey talk my own oh. Em nodey even like woman.

Me: em like one aunty like that, she fine ehnn… Even all these your big big yansh and bre-asts nofit compete. My daddy Daniel no go ever like you.

was pained and swore to do me back,
I hissed jare. Our elder say he
think yesterday was forgotten by
and future is a goat locked up in
a dark cave. The moment school resumed
I became a laughing stock of the school,
I was ridiculed by my now classmates
and the ones that are now in Primary
Six that I should have been with them.
I was so ashamed to go to school, Tope
one useless Primary six boy was the one
that carried it on his head. He will gather
his useless friends that are in primary
six with him and look for me during break-time
just to showcase their stupidity and mumulity.

Tope & friends: Gift! Primary five mama, mama! [mama, mama] mama. *singing*

Me: stop na! Tope please na.

Tope & friends: you no know anything, you no know anything! Primary five mama! mama!!

will cry and cry till break-time is over.
They gave me a reason I spent my whole
nights on books, I was so desperate to
pass even when my scores were good
in tests and home-works, I was scared
to fail. One day I catch Tope doing something
in the bathroom, I wicked am ehnn.. I
dey tell you, guess wetin em dey do?


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