My name is Ben and his name, Bigi. The first plate belonged to me and he lazily and big boyly cleared the second plate.

Packaging is a very nice word. If you agree with them, good morning to you at night.

Today was nice shaa; I really killed boredom in the company of a priest and one annoying Bigi.

Bigi and I, entered the dining with empty stomach and we knew that hungry repeatedly knocked on our doors this early morning at the vicarage at Oko. We went out and missed the dinner and you know how it use to be in vicarage nah. (You don't have access to the kitchen)
We knew the fact that if we miss this opportunity of eating at Onitsha vicarage, we will stay hungry all day.
The chef came and dropped two plastic bottles of water.

"Please what can I offer you guys" she said.

"Ukwa and rice" I said and he threw a 'village boy' kind of eyes on me but I digressed.

"Oh please, just give me jollof rice." He couldn't wait for her to reach the door before adding "and madam, add it little bread fruit. Just rice and bread fruit".

She returned with our orders.

Bigi's food was very small compared to what I saw in my plate and I knew very much that Bigi is my super senior when it comes to food. He like food very well.

"Aunty this food look nice oh, although that of my friend seemed bigger than mine" I said jokingly and she laughed.

"Hahaha. That's the way he want it. Should I add more?" She asked, looking at him.

"Oh Ben, don't speak for me. Talkative! Your food look nice, I'm OK with this" he said.

She gave him a "good and cool gig stare" and left the room.

We ate and I was cheerful in finishing my food. I persistently cleared my plate, dignified my cup by drinking all, but Bigi couldn't finish such a small plate of rice and ukwa. He half bit the chicken and left the room.
I was left alone and how happy I was that heaven dragged two other visitors out. I ate the remaining chicken, proudly and left the bone in a way that could justify his supposed Mannered behavior.


From vicarage, we drove to our priest friend's shop at Main market. Father blessed the shop and this young man noticed the unstoppable sneezing of Bigi and out of cheer benevolence rushed to crunches. He returned with three plastic plates of Rice. The big one for Fr. I guessed, and the two small ones for Bigi and I.

Bigi dropped at Zik Avenue and left with the whole three plates of food without my notice. (I knew Our priest is equally vexed on my humble behalf).
Bigi after all his big boy and package at the place he should have filled his tiger stomach, now ran away with my plate of "Crunches rice". 😭

Packaging is quite bad. And the most vexing part of it is that I haven't tasted Crunches rice before and now the opportunity came, he stole it away. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

What a funny - forming friend I have. All you should better stop forming oh.

In this long race dear, I shall be counting on you for we all know that success is sacrosanct.

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