It lies in the heart
There was a knock on the huge door of the Afolabis' on a bright Saturday morning. This was unusual as the children usually don't have friends that would come visiting. Bayode, the senior boy of oau staff secondary school had braced himself up to go and see Bunmi, a girl he had eyes for who also happened to be the senior girl of the same school with him.
On knocking the door, Bola, Bunmi's younger sister went to open it and to her surprise she met a dark and tall looking guy.
"Hello, good afternoon"
With a tone of surprise and fear..."who are you looking for?"
"Errmm..can I see Bunmi?"
"Ok...."
Bola who knew what would happen if their dad comes into the scene, so she gently tiptoed into her big sister's room to call her after asking the visitor to come in and sit down.
"Big sis someone is looking for you....a guy"
Bunmi gave her a quizzical look as if to confirm her statement
"A guy?...did he really mention my name?''
"Yes, yes" she said with a feel of excitement in her voice.
Bunmi stood up but then sat down back trying to wonder who it could be.
Noticing this Bola said, "Hmmm....I think he's the head boy of your sch"..." He's kind of tall like this.."
" Ohh... " but what could Bayo be looking for in her house? Does he want to put her in trouble? She thought.
" Is daddy still in or has he gone out?"
"No he's still dressing up" she replied , earnestly waiting for what her sister would do.
"Alright go I'm coming "..
Bunmi, a beautiful girl of about 17years though with a stature considered bigger than her age was very intelligent, earning her the head girl position of her school; her dad was a professor in oau and he made sure to provide her and her 3 siblings with whatever they needed. There was to be no unnecessary 'friend-making' and no social activity, the driver was always set to drive them to school and back each day. Making it difficult for the children to be sociable.
"Ah Bayo good morning" she said in a whisper though trying to curtail her surprise"
"Good morning'' he replied with a cheery tone contrast to that of Bunmi
" Welcome... I never knew you knew.... my place "
"Yeah I just got the description from someone"
Ok..wh..at can I..I offer..you?....she was mindful of the fact that her dad was home
"Hell..ooo" came the deep, strong masculine voice
At that point Bunmi knew she had met with her loom and wanted nothing more than to just shrink into the ground.
"Good afternoon sir" Bayo greeted respectfully
"Hey, who are you and what do you want here?''
Er...ermm sirr.. "I'm Bayo, Bunmi's classmate. I came to return a textbook I borrowed yesterday". His entire body system weren't functioning well at this time
" So you mean it couldn't wait till Monday?"
"I..I.... " words began to fail poor Bayo as he had been gripped with fear
" Ohh...I see ..you are one of those jobless school boys the would rather roam about the street other than help their parents at home"...
Facing Bunmi, who was practically shaking by now " Bunmi so you have started? Is this what you are learning now? Facing the boy, " look Here Mr man, if I pounce on you, you will never remain the same. You are busy running around looking for girls instead of you to sit down and read your books; if I see you near her again, I will make sure I report you to your principal..with a note of finality, "Now get out of here!"
It only took him a second to disappear out of the house; with Mr. Afolabi following closely to lock the door.
Bayo hadn't reached the gate before he started hearing Bunmi's yells and pleas. Her dad isn't merciful when it comes to discipline. Her mum and her siblings gathered to watch each with horror written on their faces.
That's just 'a kind of' excerpt from a book I just read ; ''Eclipse of destiny by Yemi Adetola'' ( though not put down the exact way it was written) 'and this made me to have a real deep thinking concerning the parent- child relationship.
The way a parent relates with his/her children has a long way to go in building their social life, self-esteem even their family life in the nearest future. Can you lock up a child in the house for the rest of their life in a bid to prevent them from getting corrupted by the world? No right? But yet some still do that in this civilised world we are in. What that would do is to bring down the morale of the child.
It's not about the flogging, neither is it about the incessant shouts; it has to do with the heart. It is about drawing your children's heart to yourself. Let them know the 'real you', what you want them to do, what you don't like and most especially let them know GOD. He's the most reliable disciplinarian; instil His love into their hearts and things would become easy for you.
You could guess what happened at last; this girl who seemed innocent went to the university and there, she realised her dad had been making her to miss out of the 'world's enjoyment'. She met friends who lured her into prostitution which terminated her life even at the tender age of 20.
Of all constructions that is done on earth, building a child's life seems to be the most difficult of all.
Let Jesus help you with the building, you can't have a better contractor.
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On knocking the door, Bola, Bunmi's younger sister went to open it and to her surprise she met a dark and tall looking guy.
"Hello, good afternoon"
With a tone of surprise and fear..."who are you looking for?"
"Errmm..can I see Bunmi?"
"Ok...."
Bola who knew what would happen if their dad comes into the scene, so she gently tiptoed into her big sister's room to call her after asking the visitor to come in and sit down.
"Big sis someone is looking for you....a guy"
Bunmi gave her a quizzical look as if to confirm her statement
"A guy?...did he really mention my name?''
"Yes, yes" she said with a feel of excitement in her voice.
Bunmi stood up but then sat down back trying to wonder who it could be.
Noticing this Bola said, "Hmmm....I think he's the head boy of your sch"..." He's kind of tall like this.."
" Ohh... " but what could Bayo be looking for in her house? Does he want to put her in trouble? She thought.
" Is daddy still in or has he gone out?"
"No he's still dressing up" she replied , earnestly waiting for what her sister would do.
"Alright go I'm coming "..
Bunmi, a beautiful girl of about 17years though with a stature considered bigger than her age was very intelligent, earning her the head girl position of her school; her dad was a professor in oau and he made sure to provide her and her 3 siblings with whatever they needed. There was to be no unnecessary 'friend-making' and no social activity, the driver was always set to drive them to school and back each day. Making it difficult for the children to be sociable.
"Ah Bayo good morning" she said in a whisper though trying to curtail her surprise"
"Good morning'' he replied with a cheery tone contrast to that of Bunmi
" Welcome... I never knew you knew.... my place "
"Yeah I just got the description from someone"
Ok..wh..at can I..I offer..you?....she was mindful of the fact that her dad was home
"Hell..ooo" came the deep, strong masculine voice
At that point Bunmi knew she had met with her loom and wanted nothing more than to just shrink into the ground.
"Good afternoon sir" Bayo greeted respectfully
"Hey, who are you and what do you want here?''
Er...ermm sirr.. "I'm Bayo, Bunmi's classmate. I came to return a textbook I borrowed yesterday". His entire body system weren't functioning well at this time
" So you mean it couldn't wait till Monday?"
"I..I.... " words began to fail poor Bayo as he had been gripped with fear
" Ohh...I see ..you are one of those jobless school boys the would rather roam about the street other than help their parents at home"...
Facing Bunmi, who was practically shaking by now " Bunmi so you have started? Is this what you are learning now? Facing the boy, " look Here Mr man, if I pounce on you, you will never remain the same. You are busy running around looking for girls instead of you to sit down and read your books; if I see you near her again, I will make sure I report you to your principal..with a note of finality, "Now get out of here!"
It only took him a second to disappear out of the house; with Mr. Afolabi following closely to lock the door.
Bayo hadn't reached the gate before he started hearing Bunmi's yells and pleas. Her dad isn't merciful when it comes to discipline. Her mum and her siblings gathered to watch each with horror written on their faces.
That's just one way a father has chosen to discipline his children. But come to think of it, is this the right way? Can't there be more lovable ways of correcting a child, a teenager at that?
That's just 'a kind of' excerpt from a book I just read ; ''Eclipse of destiny by Yemi Adetola'' ( though not put down the exact way it was written) 'and this made me to have a real deep thinking concerning the parent- child relationship.
The way a parent relates with his/her children has a long way to go in building their social life, self-esteem even their family life in the nearest future. Can you lock up a child in the house for the rest of their life in a bid to prevent them from getting corrupted by the world? No right? But yet some still do that in this civilised world we are in. What that would do is to bring down the morale of the child.
It's not about the flogging, neither is it about the incessant shouts; it has to do with the heart. It is about drawing your children's heart to yourself. Let them know the 'real you', what you want them to do, what you don't like and most especially let them know GOD. He's the most reliable disciplinarian; instil His love into their hearts and things would become easy for you.
You could guess what happened at last; this girl who seemed innocent went to the university and there, she realised her dad had been making her to miss out of the 'world's enjoyment'. She met friends who lured her into prostitution which terminated her life even at the tender age of 20.
Of all constructions that is done on earth, building a child's life seems to be the most difficult of all.
Let Jesus help you with the building, you can't have a better contractor.
#I-dreamers community
#I-dreamers educational sector
#palmy writers🌴
What a father!!
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