Wake up Chibuike...
My dad yelled towards me at about 5 am. With intense feeling of sleep, I started crying, then I stood and walked towards the door to do the regular face washing ritual before morning prayers. I got out, instead of washing my face, I was sleep standing for over 30 secs, because i had no zeal for anything but sleep.
Mum started her usual morning routine praise session...
In the morning, early in the morning, in the morning, I will rise and praise the lord...
Down to
Good morning Jesus good morning lord...
To
I will enter his gate with Thanksgiving in my life...
And so on...
Following mum to the market to arrage up goods before going to school, is another weekday routine I had.
At school, during the morning class, myself and james played 'biro fight' where I always win, because I made sure my pen had two covers on both side while his had 1 cover. James was a dumb kid not to realize mine became heavier.
Tinko Tinko. A childhood faithful day
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