Having breakfast now & remembering my 1st day in Lagos, fresh from secondary school, to visit a young banker bro, sharing apartment with his 2 other young Lagos worker friends. Before bro came back from work, his friends (who had also become family friends) put a loaf of sliced
bread with tea and egg, on the table and asked me to help myself for dinner, while they went to their room to shower and change after long day at work.
By the time they came back, I had finished the entire loaf of about 15 slices. Me wey just come from the village
By the time they came back, I had finished the entire loaf of about 15 slices. Me wey just come from the village
Thought they were using it to welcome me for the long trip to Lagos
By the time one of them came to the sitting room to hav his own dinner, bread had finished. He shouted, half-jokingly, "Suraju, omo Offa, o ti pari bread". Didn't know it was meant to be the dinner for all of us
By the time one of them came to the sitting room to hav his own dinner, bread had finished. He shouted, half-jokingly, "Suraju, omo Offa, o ti pari bread". Didn't know it was meant to be the dinner for all of us
They had to get another loaf sha. They still use that incident to poke joke at me till today, 20 years later.
I remember now because I struggle to finish 4 slices for my breakfast now.
I remember now because I struggle to finish 4 slices for my breakfast now.
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