Story: Hear My Story - Season 1 Episode 2

8 years ago

Story: Hear My Story - Season 1 Episode 2

Bode was d closest to me among all d choir members.I could see
in him a younger brother i never had.
My school was not so far to d church,so sometimes after service
or singing practise he would say “aunty Sewa,i’m coming to ur
place to eat o”. I would tell him to come,since i really didnt
know how to prepare one man meal,i was always having leftover.
He was only 20yrs old then,while i was 24.He was a 200 level
student of College of education,Okene,Kogi State and a native of Oyan
where i was serving.

When i first got to d church,his school was on break,before we
could really got to know each other,d break was over,so he went
back to school.
About a month after he left,i saw him in church one sunday
morning.I asked him why he came home so soon, he told me he
had not paid his school fees and dt his parents were not able to
give him d money.
I got to know dt his dad was an old farmer,and his mum,a
petty trader at Oyan market.
Money was never my problem,bcs besides d allowance i was
receiving from NYSC,my dad was always sending money into my
account without my sisters’ knowledge.He would say he didnt
want me to suffer since i was far from home.
So,i asked him d amount he needed.He told me,and i told him to
come and meet me in school d next day,so we could go to bank
together to withdraw d money.
I withdrew almost everything i had in my account,gave him his
school fees,transport fare and a token as pocket money.He was
very happy.
His mum came later to show her appreciation on behalf of d
family.
Dt was what really brought us closer.Whenever he was away in
school,he would be sending text messages to me,thanking me for
helping him.Sometimes,he would send me message dt he went to
bed d previous night with an empty stomach,out of compassion,i
would quickly send him any amount i could afford,to buy
foodstuff,and again,he would appreciate me.
Soon,we were on christmas break.I didnt want to travel,but my
dad insisted i should come to Lagos.
After d break,i was supposed to return to Oyan in
january,daddy couldnt give me enough money as he had spent a
lot during d festive season,he expected me to still have some
money in my bank account,he was taken aback when he asked
me how much i had with me and i answered “Nothing sir”.
“U dont mean it!.What are u using money for?.Are u feeding
more than ur mouth?.What did u do with d money i sent to ur
account last month?….Hun?.Tell me!.”
Mummy and sis Temi heard him as he was talking to me in
annoyance.
Sis Temi came with her husband and daughter to visit our
parents.She was busy chatting with mum,when they heard
daddy raising his voice.
D moment she heard dt dad was sending money to me,she said
“Da-dd-y!.So u’ve been sending money to Sewa every
month!!..I was d first person to go on service in ds house,i
remember if i didnt ask u for money,u wouldnt give me,and i
would have to give u d details of what i needed d money
for,before u would give it.”
“And u (turning to me) what are u spending money on?.Have u
bought a plot of land?.Oh!..u want to build a house in Oyan?.Is
dt not so?”