My childhood un-laughed memories
By Jumoke Eniola
When I'm not wondering if human debris has started gathering in space or brainstorming about some catchy stuff to write or analyzing some futuristic UFOs or scheming how to solve matters that deeply concern the human race or wondering what type of rum was injected into the first human who traded in slaves, I flashback on my beautiful childhood memories in Nigeria.
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When I'm not wondering if human debris has started gathering in space or brainstorming about some catchy stuff to write or analyzing some futuristic UFOs or scheming how to solve matters that deeply concern the human race or wondering what type of rum was injected into the first human who traded in slaves, I flashback on my beautiful childhood memories in Nigeria.
See, living in Nigeria never bored me.
One such laughable memory for me was how people would fish for infinitesimal monetary change in the church offering bowl after dropping their church donation/offering in church, while the assigned pew usher waits angrily at the other end of the pew to receive the offering bowl back.
One such laughable memory for me was how people would fish for infinitesimal monetary change in the church offering bowl after dropping their church donation/offering in church, while the assigned pew usher waits angrily at the other end of the pew to receive the offering bowl back.
For example, a woman might drop the Nigerian currency note of N5 Naira (the equivalent or thereabout of 0.01 USD) into the offering bowl and painstakingly fish out the Nigerian currency coins change of N4 Naira from the same offering bowl. Without minding that other church members were waiting to make their donations into the same donation bowl nor minding the obviously angry usher at the end of the pew! How do I even explain this properly?
My writhed facial expression usually reads why not just bring 1 naira offering to church?
Intriguing!!
Intriguing!!
But I was just a child, it was an un-laughed memory, I'm laughing at it now.
Do you have un-laughed childhood memories that you need to bring to the fore to handle the stress of adulting? Remind yourself of those and laugh at them now.
By Jumi Eniola