This Kole Obasa

Let me tell you a story.

This happened many years ago…

Iwas about 11 or 12 years old and in junior high school — Federal Government College, Ikot Ekpene in Akwa Ibom state. I was in the boarding house system of that great institution and it was the first time I would be leaving my parents’ abode.

One of the rules of the institution was to observe a 2-hour study time between 7 pm and 9 pm every night, Monday to Friday…. we called it ‘prep’. For some, prep was fun, because it took place in the classroom facilities of the school… which was a mile from the boarding facilities where the hostels, clinic and other facilities were located. So those unserious ones relished going for prep every night to play, gossip, sleep… whatever. For very serious students like me, I went to prep to study every night. I always went to prep with my school father, a lothario called Femi Fashanki.

So my story begins here…..

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I am Grateful

I am Grateful

I Am Grateful To You, For……. Everything.

I was just sitting here thinking about you, then I thought I should write you a short letter to say I am grateful.

What’s there not to be grateful for? I’m alive, in good health with few worries… (although I do worry about Arsenal ever winning the English premier league). But apart from that, I’m great. Hands, feet, mental capacity, great family unit, some amazing friends… (very tiny in number but amazing nonetheless).

Of course I am grateful, why wouldn’t I be? I know in the past, it might seem I’m not, but I’ve always been. Going to bed at night and waking up in the morning might seem like I’m taking it all for granted. Maybe it was youthful exuberance, maybe it was me thinking I was superman… but that was all you.

I am convinced those who have walked this earth but have been taken in their prime are not more special than I. Accidents, sudden deaths, terrorist attacks, infernos….they were all special, but they have all joined you.

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