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“ Ọmọbìnrin ẹkùn
 Wòlíì obìnrin ti òrìṣà mẹ́ta náà
 Eni ti o ni opa ase lati se akoso areonakakafo meji ti orun meje
 Ìyá ẹlẹ́sẹ̀ mẹ́jọ ti òrìṣà mẹ́wàá
 Ti nṣàn ninu ẹyin ti idì
 Ologoṣẹ oloju mẹwa ti o súfèé awọn orin ọdẹ
 Ayaba igbo ti gbogbo eda beru
 Ẹniti ibusun rẹ jẹ igi dudu
 Kọlu egbegberun lori rẹ osi
 Ẹgbẹẹgbẹrun mẹwa ni apa ọtun rẹ
 Ẹni tí ẹsẹ̀ rẹ̀ dàbí kọ̀lọ̀kọ̀lọ̀
 Sugbon tun fẹ awọn ijapa
 Gbogbo ale lo n korin oriki
 Ni ọjọ naa, awọn ilẹkẹ ẹgbẹ-ikun rẹ ti ṣokunkun"

“ The daughter of a tigeress 
The prophetess of the three headed python 
The one who has the opa ase to rule the two areeonakakafo of the seven skies 
The eigh legged mother of the ten deities 
Flowing in the egg of an eagle
The ten eyed sparrow that whistle the songs of the hunter 
The queen of the forest that all creatures fear
The one whose bed is a black stick 
Striking thousands on her left 
Ten thousands on her right 
The one whose legs are like the fox 
But also like the tortoises
Every night she sings the oriki 
The day, her waist beads tinkles“
Credit to the owner of the art

MORENIKEJI

Today was very annoying. Though, I tried concentrating during class. But I couldn't help but falling asleep during the last class of the day; Cultural and Creative art ( CCA).


Although, today was bad, a miracle happened to me, especially.


 It has never happened before to me at all. 


My CCA teacher was teaching whatever topic, while, I, his bonafide student, was busy dreaming.  Dreaming of my beautiful mom, her smile and when she sings like a Nightingale. It was a wonderful dream.


It didn't last long enough to be that wonderful, why? I was woken up by my fellow classmate, who was beside me.


What I met with was a nightmare, a deadly glare from my teacher. It was filled with Killing intent, if you could look deeply inside his eyes. It made goosebumps rise on my skin.


' o ti pari (it is finished!) '  The saying of Jesus Christ on the cross,My instinct told me to be on my feet in fear. My classmates laughed at me calling all sorts of things. I wanted to cry and unfortunately, I did. Well done feelings. Good job.


" Morenikeji!" My teacher started with a smile on his face. I knew that smile wasn't genuine as his eyes were speaking differently. "Ṣe iwọ yoo sọ fun mi ohun ti Mo kọ ni kilasi nikan, loni ( Will you tell me what I just taught in class, today.)"  That smile broadened with so much intensity.


" Tabi ti o ko ba le ṣe, o le fi kilasi mi silẹ o ko si ṣe itẹwọgba rara (Or if you can't, you can just leave my class and you are never welcomed.)"


I had only two options: leave the class and make my mom sad or say something and disgrace myself. I had to choose wisely between those options.


It was like my teacher was ready to kick me out of his class, my classmates didn't help me, just making fun of me. Happy of my downfall.


Have I ever said I had a friend. No, I Don't. Only my mom, who is my only true friend.


I chose teaching the class and disgrace myself to the other. At least, my mom won't be involved. Just me, taking all the insults.


I stepped forward to the ' Pulpit' of disgrace set by my teacher for me. I was scared. My day of reckoning is ahead of me. I thought my exams will be the judgement day. But I was wrong.


I was slow and stupid to realize it. It being played before me, and I wasn't prepared for it.


I finally learnt a good lesson from it: Prepare for the worst.


Chapter 13: Ibere mi (My beginning)13