"we all hate the traffic but the blogger and the begger disagree"- Wright Elijah
There are different reasons as to which a man beats his chest. It could be as a result of cough or he's laughing. Sometimes its an instruction from the pastor to beat your chest reassuringly saying " I know who I am". Which is a clear indication that you really dont know who you are or you lack knowledge of your potentials. But an exception to this is the bus driver who took me out this morning, he clearly knows who he is and wants others to know too.
"Adiok ono usoh, do you know who I am!" Yelled our puny looking driver, his arrogance was backed up by reptive vigorous slams against his chest as he drove his question home. For some reasons which I am yet to discover, the Ibibio insult ( Ibibio translate for it shall not be well with your father) really got the other driver's temper from zero to a hundred. He was about to discharge a few blows to our driver if not for the timely intervention of the passengers. Trust me, you dont want to listen to ID Cabasa ft wizkid ft olamide - Totori while watching a bunch of roadsapiens exchange blows. This song blasted through the sterio providing the best soundtrack for the ongoing movie. It really seem like our driver intentionally threw inaccurate blows in tandem with the "oya totori mi one time, tor!" (Oh God, I am so silly).
After about five minutes of hotness under the collar and throwing tantrums, the driver took the wheel and we continued the voyage.
The infamous oron road know for her bizillion traffic lights made our joy momentary. It was a day of chest beating because I found myself beating my chest in pride as I told the driver that I would have done a better job installing those traffic lights.
Pardon me to rant afresh.
"Comon! Who installs a traffic light with a 30 seconds delays for the green light and FOREVER seconds for the red light and they are just so many, na for road we go die? (pardon my pidgin)"
Here is where the story gets a sad twist. Every vehicle had her engine turned off with furrowed brows of occupants waiting for this three coloured plague to go by. But the little boy and his blind mother thanked Heavens for this perfect design cause it bought them time to move from one vehicle to another begging.
"Abeg help my mother, my mother no dey see. God bless you" The bright little boy pleaded. And for dignity sake I will refer to him as TRAFFIC BRIGHT. Most of us are so used to these plea for help around traffic lights that we write it off as normal.
Quick question, do you think he believes the red light means STOP? Or red means IT'S TIME TO MOVE.
Do you think he believes green means MOVE? Or rather STEP ASIDE.
What is normal about Traffic Bright who is on the road when the morning births her dew, because that's when he believes the workers (people with the money) leave for work and stays there till the afternoon sun comes to burn him to the bones. Do you still think it's normal?
Traffic bright hardly or never receives a pat on the shoulder saying "everything will be fine". The only hands he feels on his shoulder are those of his blind mother urging him to beg on. Do you still think it's normal? He is about ten years of age and I wonder how many hours of depression he goes through in a day, how many wishes he makes when he sees other kids at the back seat of "mummy's" car. Does he ever ask himself "when is my life going to start? "
By popular opinion, some persons think its normal to yell at him. "Daka ke itiem" ( ibibio translate for leave here) Our driver yelled when he came by the bus. I quickly gave him a fun fact which he never cared to know.
FUN FACT
Did you know it takes the boy about 10seconds to recite his begging lines to you?
Did you know it takes him about 10 more seconds to see if anyone will respond?
Did you know it takes him about 15 seconds to walk to another bus cause he's walking with a blind woman?
Did you know spending 35seconds before getting to the next vehicle only gives him a chance of 3vehicles before the 2minutes delay of the red light is out? Because he needs 15 more seconds to leave the road.
Did you know solving this out properly gives him about 4naira per minute if he spends 8 hours of the day (do the maths, its about 1,920 naira the whole day if he receives 20naira from two vehicles.) And this cannot be compared to what you spend buying recharge card for your four girlfriends who use airtel, mtn, glo and 9mobile (Oga service provider)
There are so many Traffic Brights around you, some carry water sachets in transparent buckets, some even carry dirt stricken foams to clean your windscreen. The least you could do for them is a smile and not a yell.
Now I think the driver doesn't like the much I told him cause he seems to be applying the break like he wants the seatbelt to rip me in two. I alighted from the vehicle and in a bid to revenge, I gave him a 50 naira note with a big gash at the middle. His reaction is story for another day cos I am already walking into the distance.
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"Adiok ono usoh, do you know who I am!" Yelled our puny looking driver, his arrogance was backed up by reptive vigorous slams against his chest as he drove his question home. For some reasons which I am yet to discover, the Ibibio insult ( Ibibio translate for it shall not be well with your father) really got the other driver's temper from zero to a hundred. He was about to discharge a few blows to our driver if not for the timely intervention of the passengers. Trust me, you dont want to listen to ID Cabasa ft wizkid ft olamide - Totori while watching a bunch of roadsapiens exchange blows. This song blasted through the sterio providing the best soundtrack for the ongoing movie. It really seem like our driver intentionally threw inaccurate blows in tandem with the "oya totori mi one time, tor!" (Oh God, I am so silly).
After about five minutes of hotness under the collar and throwing tantrums, the driver took the wheel and we continued the voyage.
The infamous oron road know for her bizillion traffic lights made our joy momentary. It was a day of chest beating because I found myself beating my chest in pride as I told the driver that I would have done a better job installing those traffic lights.
Pardon me to rant afresh.
"Comon! Who installs a traffic light with a 30 seconds delays for the green light and FOREVER seconds for the red light and they are just so many, na for road we go die? (pardon my pidgin)"
Here is where the story gets a sad twist. Every vehicle had her engine turned off with furrowed brows of occupants waiting for this three coloured plague to go by. But the little boy and his blind mother thanked Heavens for this perfect design cause it bought them time to move from one vehicle to another begging.
"Abeg help my mother, my mother no dey see. God bless you" The bright little boy pleaded. And for dignity sake I will refer to him as TRAFFIC BRIGHT. Most of us are so used to these plea for help around traffic lights that we write it off as normal.
Quick question, do you think he believes the red light means STOP? Or red means IT'S TIME TO MOVE.
Do you think he believes green means MOVE? Or rather STEP ASIDE.
What is normal about Traffic Bright who is on the road when the morning births her dew, because that's when he believes the workers (people with the money) leave for work and stays there till the afternoon sun comes to burn him to the bones. Do you still think it's normal?
Traffic bright hardly or never receives a pat on the shoulder saying "everything will be fine". The only hands he feels on his shoulder are those of his blind mother urging him to beg on. Do you still think it's normal? He is about ten years of age and I wonder how many hours of depression he goes through in a day, how many wishes he makes when he sees other kids at the back seat of "mummy's" car. Does he ever ask himself "when is my life going to start? "
By popular opinion, some persons think its normal to yell at him. "Daka ke itiem" ( ibibio translate for leave here) Our driver yelled when he came by the bus. I quickly gave him a fun fact which he never cared to know.
FUN FACT
Did you know it takes the boy about 10seconds to recite his begging lines to you?
Did you know it takes him about 10 more seconds to see if anyone will respond?
Did you know it takes him about 15 seconds to walk to another bus cause he's walking with a blind woman?
Did you know spending 35seconds before getting to the next vehicle only gives him a chance of 3vehicles before the 2minutes delay of the red light is out? Because he needs 15 more seconds to leave the road.
Did you know solving this out properly gives him about 4naira per minute if he spends 8 hours of the day (do the maths, its about 1,920 naira the whole day if he receives 20naira from two vehicles.) And this cannot be compared to what you spend buying recharge card for your four girlfriends who use airtel, mtn, glo and 9mobile (Oga service provider)
There are so many Traffic Brights around you, some carry water sachets in transparent buckets, some even carry dirt stricken foams to clean your windscreen. The least you could do for them is a smile and not a yell.
Now I think the driver doesn't like the much I told him cause he seems to be applying the break like he wants the seatbelt to rip me in two. I alighted from the vehicle and in a bid to revenge, I gave him a 50 naira note with a big gash at the middle. His reaction is story for another day cos I am already walking into the distance.
9Eleven cares... ❤❤❤
Nice one bro. .God make you bigger.. Good content
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