How I became a goat (A true life story)
EPISODE 7
I saw a familiar face,..”yes!! that is Mrs Gladys” ..The widow living close to my fathers house,people call her ”Onye Amuma” “A prophetess, because of how she says things that has in one ways or the other came to pass.
Seeing her gave me hope immediately,but what will I do now? A rope on my neck and people pricing me.
Tears dropped from my eyes,chaii..maybe I will die this way?there is nothing left,I’m going to die a goat I cried..I had already lost hope before I noticed that one of the women pricing me was not holding the rope strongly,she was just busy talking price forgetting to hold the rope very well…and right at that moment I ran off from her hand. ..
I ran like it was my last run on earth, I was chased immediately by them but I kept running,luckily they missed me,they were not young people so why would they catch me? Big guy like Tony?me that can run for Africa not to talk of when it is matter of life and death..eh mm, I ran till I got to where that woman was,I went close to her and layed on the ground before her….
She was surprised, she looked me in the eyes and looked away but looked again almost immediately and then shouted the devil is a liar, I didn’t understand what her expression meant but I was not ready to leave her side,I planned to go home with her by force even if she stops me.
After sometime she started leaving the market,I followed her immediately. It was a big market and any small mistake I might miss her,so I followed her closely and quickly.
She turned at some point and saw me but she didn’t chase me instead she increased her steps while doing signs of the cross…she did signs of the cross so many times…
she looked scared and panicked as she was almost running,like maybe she wanted me to stop following her but I didn’t,this was my only hope.
I was so glad she didn’t enter any public transportation,it was a long walk but I didn’t care,I couldn’t have missed the only opportunity I had.
Everything worked together for my good…we got to our street eventually and no doubt I recognized it immediately and right there and then I ran. . .
I headed to my fathers compound,I was running towards my gate then I stopped and looked back only to see Mrs Gladys following me,I didn’t mind so I entered my compound….oh!! home sweet home,tears dropped from my eyes as I stood in front of my father who was asking me who owns me and why did I enter his compound..so you have come to eat the vegetables I planted?, angrily he raised his slippers to stone me,when Mrs Gladys stopped him immediately.
Actually,goats and fowl always enter our compound when the gate is left open to come and eat the crops in my father’s little farm at the backyard,so my father thought I was one of those animals that devours his vegetables.
Mrs Gladys told my father how I followed her home and what she felt when she looked me in the eyes…she told my father that it can’t be ordinary for this goat to walk straight to his compound after following her all the way from the market…
my father told her that goats are stupid and can do foolish things,so it is nothing and why would she insinuate there was something about it? She told him that,he should not chase me away that this goat might be his lost son…
my father started laughing….she told him to do something and find out what this goat represents because she’s sure there must be something about this particular goat and she left my compound while my father continued laughing…
To be continued
By Chika Christina
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