I learned the true power of money way too early in life... and it all started with 50 kobo.
As a baby, I took forever to start talking. But I wasn't dumb—I just communicated like a tiny mime artist. Sign language, dramatic gestures, pointing like I was directing traffic. My parents quickly realized, "Okay, this one isn't a dunce; he's just saving his vocals for when it really matters."
To every other kid in the neighborhood, I was a mischievous child, the walking CCTV with no off button. I saw everything and reported everything—silently. If someone sneezed three houses away, I'd point and mime the whole drama. Neighbors didn't even know my real name; they just called me "Omo Boy" like it was my government name. Meanwhile, my siblings and the younger ones treated me like I had the plague. "Snitch alert!Run!" They'd scatter whenever I appeared, like I was about to drop evidence in court.
To the elders and my sweet mom? Angel. Pure sugar. But to my siblings? Public enemy number one. Whenever the adults left for work or market or wherever grown-ups disappear to, I'd be left alone. Loneliness hit faster than Lagos traffic. I'd start wailing like a broken siren until Mom either took me along... or pulled out the ultimate bribe: one shiny 50 kobo coin.
The second her wrapper disappeared around the gate? Boom! My "enemies" (aka siblings and former friends) would swarm like bees on pure honey."Omo Boy, je ka ra shortcake!"
"No o, ekanna gowon ni ka ra!" (Gowon's fingernails—those sticky sugar bombs that glued your teeth together for days.)
"Je ka lo ra coaster!"
"Rara, balewa abi coconut ni!"
"Ehen, pako biscuit! Ko le pe dada—e go last!" I'd stand there, confused, holding that 50 kobo like it was the Nigerian budget, trying to please everybody.
We marched to Iya Iyabo oni worobo (the legendary mama-put of snacks), and we'd buy everything the coin could stretch to cover.First time? I was Mr. Generous. Shared everything equally. The moment the last crumb vanished? Poof! They all vanished back into their shells like I'd just committed treason. I sat there alone, staring at the empty wrappers, checking the sun every two minutes like, "Mom, abeg come back o! These people don use me finish!"Lesson learned the hard way: Never share upfront.
From that day forward, new rules applied. Either you wait patiently until I'm ready to share... or you leave me alone and suffer in silence. I'd hold the shortcake like a national treasure, nibbling one tiny corner at a time, while they hovered like desperate vultures. "Omo Boy, abeg now... just small..." Nope. We eat together, we finish together, we starve together. That was the deal,it worked like magic. Suddenly I had "friends" again—loyal ones who followed my snacking schedule like it was school timetable. But on days when Mom had no change? Oh boy. I'd cry like the world was ending. Loud, dramatic, award-winning tears.
Mom would spank small, thinking I was just being naughty. She didn't understand: I wasn't crying for attention—I was crying because I knew what was coming. A long, lonely afternoon with no allies, no shortcake, no coaster, no nothing. Just me, my silent snitching powers, and the bitter taste of zero kobo.
That little 50 kobo taught me everything I needed to know about loyalty, negotiation, and the brutal economics of childhood friendship.
Money moves people. Even tiny money.Even silent money.
#Talesofalagosboy
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Ebun, most people are beclouded by these religious books. Books that contradicts themselves.
They said a house is prepared for them in their imaginary heaven but will pray for a whole year against death, the only thing that can take them to that glorious and everlasting house in heaven. It's just so ridiculous.
That is a real fact. The concept given to marriage is not actually how it works.
I'm today's world, marriage has been degenerated to slavery cos of public validation or say religious beliefs. There should be nothing like "for better or worse" in marriage, that is like an admission into slavery.
This is not to say that we shouldn't support ourselves during trying moments but some people are just intentionally wicked and those kinds of people shouldn't be given a second chance.
We need to be good to one another at every given time so that the bond will continue to wax stronger. A good woman is not hard to find but can we bring out the goodness in them??
By immediate family, you mean the wife and children, right?? My parents, friends, community and people will be cut off completely?? What about the Nigerian in me?? I can never trade anything for my roots.
I can't live elsewhere even as Nigeria is sinking cos I've invested my whole life in the course called Nigeria so any comfort that will rob me of the Nigerian in me should step aside please. Emi "afunimawobe" even if na token.
@PoojaMedia What miracle are they expecting?? The miracle they couldn't initiate themselves.
The league is going to the etihad stadium, I've said it since arsenal were still leading with 9 points
To you my sister, somebody lost 10k and was rolling on bare ground in the market, another lost 50k just this afternoon and was crying profusely, not up to 2 hours ago until those that saw the money gave it back to her. Now, you will tell such people to spend 5k for family planning?? Things are really happening that we are not really seeing. Nigeria is no more a country, it is hell now.
@AnnSogunro@kenkenlewu Nothing is actually going on, just that the only enjoyment poor people take solace in is sex and you'd ask why it is not protected, the money for any form of protection will rather be used on food. Poverty is a disease but people are yet to know it
There has never been anytime when village people has been the problem of anybody. The real problem is that we don't like to admit our mistakes which is why we keep repeating same mistakes that are very costly to our existence.
When people talk about village people, try to scrutinize their decisions and choices then you'd understand that they are actually their own problem but trying to shy away from admitting it.
The concept of prayers actually contradicts the phenomenon of nature. Nature has been designed to operate in its own cycle and so are the things in it, before birth God already know everything we are coming to do till death, even the day we will die, he knows cos he ordained all of it so will the prayer change any of it??
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