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Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger April 30
Night had cast its heavy blanket over the eyes of day. Today was the last day of the month and I was back in Enugu, looking at Uncle Max hug Miss Bisi and escort her to her car. There was no light in my room in Uncle Max's house except for the errant rays of moonlight that filtered in through the window. The light could not illuminate my room very well and I didn't care because I was not interested in turning on the only light bulb in my room.It has been three days since I watched Dad throw Sarah from his house in a shameful manner that attracted the attention of neighbours. That being said and outlined as disastrous, I have been able to come up with a blind argument that supports the notion that all humans are subject to their own emotions and feelings, and are ready to ensure that their own desires are fulfilled no matter what is at stake.Down at the back of my mind, a stream of thoughts kept a steady flow, bearing debris of thoughts which crashed into one an
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 1
We didn't write any exam today so I didn't go to school today. The first day of May can bring something new in your life and I believe it can also bring something new in my life too. I spent half of today cleaning Uncle Max's house. Some of his friends were coming over to see him and I didn't want them to meet a dirty house so I decided to take half of my reading time and dedicate it to cleanliness. It seems like a charming thing to do for Uncle Max and it really is, but it isn't something I deserve credit for because every reasonable teenager ought to make his uncle proud in the best way he or she can and that was what I was simply doing.*After a long tiring day, Uncle Max sat in the bench at the top of Stormheel Park, looking down towards two grown up men struggling to buy a pack of cigarette. Stormheel Park was not t
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 2
The room where I stood was very dark. It was more like a hole inside a maze. It was broad and lined with wooden shelves filled with holy items, the same amount of holy items which filled the floor space all around me. As I came out of the room, I saw something different. I could swear that I have never seen a place like this in my entire life. It was a grand cathedral with lofty ceilings reaching the sky, broad doorways facing different cardinal points, shining marble floors, and a well-polished wooden pulpit at the front of the cathedral in the middle of it all. The pulpit was covered with gold, silver and bronze. The three Olympic medals of honor side by side in perfect harmony. The main entrance of the cathedral and its trappings were magnificent. I don't know how I got inside the cathedral but I know I didn't pass through the main door because of the amount of security check that was going on there. The machines were on h
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 3
So, I remembered a man today. I remembered a man who preaches the word of God along the road to a campus in my sister's university. Almost all the students who attend or have attended the University of Port-Harcourt for the past five years will not deny the fact that they have met this man once in their lives. What is unique about this man is the fact that he has been doing what he has been doing for more than five years!So, I was thinking about him today. I was trying to understand how someone can become so faithfully dedicated to a particular cause. This man, who is the hero of today's entry has spent roughly every single day over the past five years with a microphone on his hand, under the hot sun of Nigeria, rebuking people for their wrong and calling them back to do the right thing. My thoughts are with him, and although he may not be an agnostic like me, I still respect the consistency he possesses.
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 4
My birthday was not celebrated the way that I wanted. There was no cake. There were no balloons. Just me and Uncle Max taking biscuits and groundnuts from a large tray with a lotus symbol at its centre."So how old are you today?" Uncle Max asked."I am plus one," I said with such confidence befitting of a native fowl that is about to prepare for defeathering."So you are not going to tell me your age?" Uncle Max persisted."I thought I told you now.""When?""Come on, Uncle Max. I am plus one. That is my age."Uncle Max shook is head in a way that signified he wasn't afraid of questioning me until he got what he wanted."Plus one is an addition not an age," Uncle Max argued."What is the meaning of age, Uncle Max?""If I must tell you, an age is the number of full years, months, days, hours, etc., that someone, or something, has been alive.""Good!" I complimented. "So you agree it is a number?"
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 5
Is it crazy when you walk up to a girl and put your hand across her shoulders when you just met her for the first time? Is it silly to stick your lips for a kiss and close your eyes when your lover is looking away? Is it stupid to tell your uncle that you felt bad when you saw him kissing his lover? Lots of silly and crazy things happen everyday and the beautiful thing about life's design is the possibility of every human being to be a part of it like I was part of the swimming pool show on my birthday."Are you feeling better?" Uncle Max asked me today."No I am not. Leave me alone."
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 7
I was in my room studying for my fifth WAEC exam when Uncle Max informed me that he was going out with Miss Bisi. He placed some naira notes on my bed and told me I was free to use them whenever I wanted. Of course, I knew I was free to use the money for whatever I wanted and whenever I wanted but it was like a basic requirement for Uncle Max to show me the way before giving me the privilege to proceed of my own accord. Understand?Uncle Max and I sat for a while, our bodies far apart as if the room was bigger than the way it already was. His lips circled then stopped. He opened his mouth and let out some fresh air."Thank you for understanding how I feel. I wanted to say something the other day," Uncle Max said, pressing his palms together. It was only proper for me to keep quiet and give him the opportunity to express himself, but I did not care; there were a lot of things going on in his mind that I didn't care about."The time is running as fast as lightnin
Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger May 9
Goodness would have refused if he was given a second chance to express his views concerning the issue but he had gotten caught up in his own thoughts and resisted any further reasoning. He tried to talk again, but he found himself held in place by some unseen force. Not the kind of spiritual force that most Nigerian televangelists will be eager to attribute but the solemn voice of his heart reminding him that he had made a decision that he couldn't change."Do I have another chance to reject what I have said," Goodness said to his father as they sat under a mango tree close to their house. He felt himself grow faint and imagined falling forward, catching himself on the table in front of him and then vanishing with no trace."I can't go the northern part of Nigeria," Goodness continued. "It is too hot and I have no word to describe the terrorism.""No one wants this as much as you do, Goodness. Breathe peacefully and let those evil thoughts end right along
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