If I was a history teacher… we’d watch a lot of movies in my class, for example:-
Half of a yellow sun
Funmilayo Ransome Kuti
Lots more actually, but just know we’ll watch and then interact!
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He actually paid me, I turned to leave and then he said, “same time tomorrow, I go pay you 10k, but na Shitta under bridge” before I could answer, he was gone!
On getting to the pure water lady, I saw this guy, Muyi. He was on a call, I heard his instructions to whoever it was that was on the other end of the line.
“ I go pass am give you, you go pass am give that woman wey get Belle, sidon for inside bus, simple, your money na
Hollup, what just happened?
I went straight for the bridge, all I was thinking about was that 3k.
When Muyi saw me, he said “Wetin be your name?”
I was scared that he might be cunning and not want to pay up so I said, “pay me first, you no need my name”
“So you no bin get money naim u come Dey fight for space with woman wey get belle, you no be better person o”! Came from the driver.
Well, I gave up and walked towards a lady selling pure water, I mean how far is kilo from Ojuelegba sef? Make I just refresh, leg the rest.
in fact I tore my shirt a little in-order to properly sell my story but nope, no pity for a girl in this cruel city of thieves and liars, especially one who had almost struggled for a seat with a pregnant woman.
How I started my delivery business!
A thread.
I met Muyi at Ojuelegba today, I had 100naira and it was meant to be my bus fare to kilo.
Unfortunately, due to the hike in price these days, it was no longer 100 but 150 to kilo.
How could I have known, for God sake, I have not…
hell no I wasn’t going to let her win. So I struggled for a bit before remembering my real plight.
I lost the fight and decided to win the one with the driver.
You see I had learnt the lagos way, so I was trying to sell him a lie that I had just been mugged,
Well you know the choice I made.
At ojuelegba, after walking over 30minutes from Yaba just to slash the freaking fare, this bus driver yelling “masha Kilo” wouldn’t even hear my plea. I had quickly spotted a seat where I’d sit and this “Pregnant Woman” showed up and took it,
has a store next to Ruth’s whose house I was squatting at said his bread was 200 Naira, for that small thing. Abeg no.
So here I was, at the crossroads of begging Musa to give me bread while I owe him 100naira or going back to my rich sister whose husband was a schewpid preek.
to my sisters’ in ages.
The only reason I was going now is because I had to or I might as well just die of starvation and for what, my pride? Heck no!
So I searched my entire room for any loose change I could find, initially to get bread and maybe Milo but Musa the aboki go who