I grew up knowing my
father as my mother’s number one fan, a medical doctor, a lover of people and
animals too, my very playful and generous dad, a Leader, and God’s favorite son.
I was a little girl.
But I knew him to be all that and more. More because he loved me and my siblings
too much. So much so that every afternoon was my birthday. Yes, as soon as dad
comes back home, my older siblings and I gather round the balcony of the
children’s parlor (as we called it then) and we start singing my birthday song.
I don’t know how it started, that was just our tradition then. I don’t know how
it ended either. I guess my big sister Chineme will have a clue. I also
remember very clearly our outing day – Sundays. I mean, EVERY Sunday. We went
everywhere, - amusement park, Okada wonderland, Zoo, Uniben park, Nifor – I mean,
on Sundays, you wouldn’t catch us sitting at home. Those were the days!
Anyway back to my
story.
