Must Read: Brother Wale - Season 1 - Episode 7

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Must Read: Brother Wale - Season 1 - Episode 7

Since Wale Ajibade’s graduation from school with a third class degree in English language he never stopped telling anyone that cared to listen that his Head of Department in school robbed him of his deserving first class degree all because he wanted his girlfriend and he fought fiercely for the love of his life Onyinye. Brother Wale’s love for Onyinye resulted to the scar he carries in his four head.

He had told us at home that he fought with the cult guy who also wanted Onyinye so fiercely that he feels he injured the guy more than the guy injured him. What he narrated as what he did to the cult guy sounded like c’ock and bull to me, I knew he was telling a big fat lie; the Brother Wale I know is so lily livered that in the process of him hurting a fly a fly would strangle him.

I remember the day he and his friend Brother Emeka fought in the bush, ask me what made them fight? Handsomeness!

“I am more handsome than you jor! You that have big lips!”

“I agree! My big lips makes the girls love me more, I kiss better you know!” Brother Emeka returned.

“You kiss better! And Kemi your girl friend is interested in me!” Brother Wale boasted.

“eheeeeen! You are the one that have been brain washing that girl that makes her lose interest in me, okwaaa ya?” Brother Emeka’s mouth was ajar.

“she says she want me, so was I to say no?”

Before I looked down to see what itched my right leg, fight don start.

“Help! Help! They are fighting!” I wished other farmers were close by.

Like Mohammed Ali, Brother Emeka swayed round and round perfectly like he had little knowledge of boxing, sorry I forgot! His father was a boxer when he was younger.

“I will finish you!” Brother Emeka let out one punch that struck Brother Wale in the jaw.
Soon another to the same spot and from where I stood I saw that Brother Wale’s jaw grew longer.

“you think say you fit fight me abi? I go just beat you turn-turn!” Brother Emeka threatened.

“you can not beat me turn-turn!” Can somebody please help me tell Brother Wale that in Nigeria the language fighting understands isn’t English language but pidgin?

I had barely winked and I could barely believe my eyes! Brother Wale was back to the ground screaming “Help! Help!”

“Who go help you? Me?” I thought of taking to my heels but as I heard, “I don die ooh!” I knew it was time I showed I was a loving brother.

“leaving my brother alone oooh!” I was virtually dancing round the fighting ring.

“where I go start from? Abi make I blow him head?” I asked myself these questions about fifty times.

In no time I was grabbing Brother Emeka by the waist.

“Will you leave me?” Brother Emeka yelled.

“I will not leave you until you leave my brother!” I acted superman.

The only thing I remembered was that sledge hammer struck my nose and I flew like Virgin Atlantic about 100 metres away crashing like Sosoliso on top a vegetable bed.

Then I was dreaming. I was dreaming of fried fish.

I dreamt I was celebrating my birthday with fried fishes I fried myself.

“Yellow! Take two fish!” I was serving my friends.

“Yemi, you take four!”

“Ikenna, you take two!”

Then I stood with the tray of fishes in front of “Brutus the glutton”.

“Debo you take only one!”I commanded.
“how I go take only one? Wetin I do you?”
“I say take only one! na your birthday?”[/B] I yelled.

Debo hissed and took one as commanded, but as I turned to serve the next person, he swiftly grabbed the tray of fishes from me and fled.

“My fish! My fish!” My fish!” I chased after him.

“My fish! My fish! My fish………………………”
“spaaaaaash!” Water splashed on me brought me back to reality.

“My fish! My fish! My……………………”
“your fish abi? That is why I poured you water, so swim and overtake your fish that has swam pass you! Lazy boy!”

“But I wanted to……………………………” I saw blood around brother Wale’s nose.

“will you shut up!” He thundered.