Hive-reachout/ inleo initiative 45: An Unforgettable Event
Greetings everyone!
I'm glad to be a part of this week's prompt.
Indeed, everyone has a specific event in their lifetime that they can never forget so easily. They find it difficult to forget it, because of how significant it was.
I have had so many unforgettable events in my life; some of those events helped in shaping my life. And that's why it's hard for me to forget such events.
I will be sharing one of the outstanding events I will never forget in a hurry.
It was on a Thursday morning, about ten years ago. I accompanied my mother to a funeral service. But before I left the house, my mother gave me food.
She told me that her mother told her not to attend anyone's funeral, without eating enough food in her house.
The reason was to stop her from embarrassing herself in public because of food. I told her it was a good training indeed.
She asked me to eat to my satisfaction before accompanying her to the funeral ground. So I did as she commanded me
We left for the funeral dot 10. am in the morning. Immediately we arrived there, the coordinator made an opening prayer, and the funeral service began in earnest.
Everything was going on smoothly, not until it was time to share food. I always go to people's funerals with the mindset that I must eat before I go despite everything my mother told me.
It was my turn to get the food, but my mother signaled me. She said I shouldn't get it, but I insisted and she kept mute.
I stayed there and finished the food. So, on our way back home, she asked me why I disobeyed her, but I couldn't say a word.
She laughed at me. While we were still walking, she entered the market and bought rice, tin tomatoes, meat, and other spices.
I asked her why she bought them, and she said she felt like eating them. I didn't know it was for me. When we arrived home, I helped her do those things I was able to do while she did the remaining ones.
You know what?
She finished cooking the rice and stew on time. Since she knew I didn't like rice and stew, she turned it to jellof rice.
She put it on a big plate to eat it. She told me I disgraced her. I thought she was joking. I ate the rice till my stomach was filled up.
There was nowhere to put food again. I told her I was tired, but she threatened to put pepper in my eyes if I didn't finish it.
Before I knew it, I started vomiting in my mouth and my nostrils.
It was indeed an unforgettable event that shaped my life. I learned my lesson the hard way.
This post is in response to Hive- Reachout week 45 prompt "An Unforgettable Event"
Thank you for your time.
I remain @joyben.
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Trust Nigerian mothers—my own mother would skin me alive for "doing long throat" 😁
But these teachings turned us into more responsible adults.
Indeed our African mothers did a painstaking job. Thank you so much for your kind comment.
You dare not do this where the ancient African mothers are🤣🤣 after she has given you the sign.. OMG you will explain tire when you get home🤣
Thank God you leaned in the hardway🥺
Yes o, Thank you for your kind comment
You are welcome