MY STROKES… HER STRIPES

We were both 10 years old, Chioma and me and we were best friends… inseparable too!
We were in Jss 1, Trinity College, Kaduna. I tell this story everywhere and everytime. It’s time I wrote it too. It was a Home Economics home work; we were to make images out of cardboard papers, we were given a due date, and warned of fiery strokes if we didn’t oblige.

That dreadful day came- dreadful for me cause I hadn’t submitted mineI was scared… However, I hardened my butt for some whipping! Ms. Home Econs. was calling out names of those who hadn’t submitted…I waited for my name to be called, it was never called! A miracle you think? No, true friendship or shall I say; “true love” showed its lovely face!

Chioma’s name was called… wait a minute ma’am! that girl has her home work right there on the table! What was going on? Chioma, why are you out here? Isn’t that your home work on the teacher’s table? I asked her. Don’t worry Pauline, it’s yours now. I couldn’t understand it… I went over to the teacher’s table and there it was… Chioma had put my name on her homework!
I watched as my Chioma’s backside was getting scourged by Ms. Home Econs… I watched as her countenance was distorted by each stroke of cane. She came back to her seat, pretending not to hurt… I held her hand and the tears poured…We both cried.

Why did she do this for me? Why did she take my place? I wouldn’t say I was the best friend anyone could ever have but I was Chioma’s best friend…Her love and show of it, was/is akin to the love Jesus showed us…
He said a true friend will lay down his life for another… that was what Chioma did for me.and to think we were only children!
God through Chioma taught me the first and last of Life’s greatest lessons… to Love like Jesus.To this day, I can’t explain in the finest words why Chioma did what she did for me, but one thing is certain… I would never forget. All the days of my life, I will be grateful to God for a true and loving friend as she. We’ve been friends for a decade and seven years now and we’re still on our way! I love you Chioma, I love you eternally!

Advertisements

One thought on “MY STROKES… HER STRIPES

  1. Good story sweetheart. You remind me of sweet angels. Perhaps it’s why chioma took that a.. whooping for u.lol she’s a rare kinda friend though. David Onoja stumbled on your facebook profile today#see friend requests. P.S I’ve got a story to tell

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s