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My name is Iyabo and I come from a very funny family, my mum is Iya Iyabo and my Dad is Baba Iyabo, my sister is Risikat and my brother is Isiaka,funny right.

My mum is a big time bukka woman at Labinjo, Rainbow bustop in Mushin, you know that part of Mushin where all the lgbo boys sell radio, Tv etc, you name it.
My siblings and I actually attend catholic schools, My brother attends St. Gregorys college obalende, while my sister and I attend Holy child college, my parents believe in good education even though they are not educated themselves.

Enough with the introductions, back to the heart of the matter..

My Mum sells food and is very meticulous with it, she counts every piece of meat before it is cooked, after it is cooked and in the morning before she goes with them to the bukka. Everytime I ask her why she does that? she tells me, “So I know my profit before I start selling”.

For the past one week, my Mum has been pointing accusing fingers at all of us in the house including my father.

She claims she is always missing 6 pieces of meat from her bukka meat stash, she suspects the culprit has to be one of us.

“Everyday for the thief, one day for the owner of the house” she always says.

On friday, when we got back from school, Iya Iyabo insisted that we rest and not work , we must have had a tiring day in school, now I was personally shocked as my mother’s mantra is “No food for the lazy Man”.We were glad that we didn’t have to work so we didn’t protest.

Saturday morning, my mother was singing “Iyawo ma ronu mo”, it must a good day today, she must have had plenty profit as she was in no hurry to rush off to the bukka.
We finished cleaning the house and we all sat at the table as my Mum had prepared breakfast before we all came out.
“Iyawo mi nikan sho sho” as my father fondly hails my mum, she smiled and did her front/back dance steps when my father hails her.

As we were about to start eating, she told my dad she has gist oh, Iya Iyabo’s gist is always on point, the latest of all the market women gist.
The day before, she asked some children to help her catch the rats at the back of Kajola, behind rainbow cinema, idi oro (now those rats are like massive rabbits) even the area boys fear them, ,the catch was that, if they could catch 20, she will give them ewa and rice she didnt finish selling. she laughed a heart wrenching laugh, I knew we were in trouble.

I have to narrate it in her voice ” Baba Iyabo, they caught 30 rats instead of 20, I didn’t want the children to know what I was doing so I told them to go and play, I skinned the rats, washed them, seasoned them, cut them into meat size and boiled them and kept them where I would normally keep my meat for bukka.. This morning when I came to the kitchen, as usual, 6PIECES was missing again”
She looked at the 3 of us with her eyes blazing , one of you have eaten the popular Kajola rats and today today one of you will confess eating my bukka meat…
Before we could say Who? My father rushed out of his chair to the bathroom to vomit….. I guess she got her answer…