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DREAM CHILD

DREAM CHILD SERIES ... I draw the curtain of each day open with a silent but inspired prayer to God. The bathroom has been a favourite spot for my inspired prayers, as I sat on my toilet seat; the first thing that comes to mind is the faithfulness of the creator of eternity, the one who holds the key to the gate of Life and Death. He is the reason I am alive today. Today is one of the days of sober reflection; I thought of my teenage experiences, the innocence and beauty and inexperience that characterize youthfulness. I thought of my most happy moments during those years of naivety, I thought of my witty and adventurous moments; the first time I fell in love and end up giving my first love kiss to a stranger. It felt good at first and I smiled all night and rolled on the bed like a guinea pig. That's what you feel when you are very young and inexperience*smiles*. I took my thoughts further like someone trying to fix what he or she is not sure about but obliged to fix. I thought of my nice boyfriend who couldn't bear the inconsistency in the country,whose only means of escape was to marry a rich old lady who lives oversea. Whatever anyone thinks of him; he has escaped poverty and the path of hard work to become a self-made millionaire, to him this is how Olodumare has chosen to favour him and grant him riches through the labour of the daughter of Eve after all she brought the curse on mankind. Then, the sweet thoughts of motherhood flood my heart. Sweet mother! The keeper, bearer and perpetrator of the Gate of Life. The world hail thee! Mother is Golden! Mother's love is unquantifiable I also hail thee! ... Fathers! the world stand amazed in awe of you,you are the reason we keep striving for excellence. My country Nigeria, I hail thee! The labours of our heroes past shall never be in vain. Hmmmmmmmmmmm! To my church, keep walking in the the love of the Father. To all my wonderful friends, past and present, near and far I love you always. And to me 'Discretion is the better part of valour'...

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