Mr lecturer

**********MR LECTURER***********
Episode 11
As i left my father’s sitting room
in a confused state, i ran into my
uncle’s wife who smiled and
hugged me happily on seeing me.
“how have you been doing my
son?. My husband has been
looking for a way to speak with
you privately” she said happily.
“really?, is Pa Tony at home now?”
i asked while the old woman
nodded.
“yes you can go see him right
away” she replied with a great
smile.
I headed straight to Pa Tony’s
house without any second
thought. The old man was my
father’s step brother and the
oldest in the family. He also was
very fond of me but my recent
problems kind of made me hide
from my close relatives..
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Pa Tony smiled happily as he saw
me enter his sitting room. I
greeted him politely, sitting on an
empty chair close to him.
“so how have you been doing my
son?. I have heard stories,
disappointing stories about you.
Your life story is now an open
secret to everyone” he said
seriously while i drew back in
shame. The old man was well
known for being honest and
straight forward.
“yea things are very bad for me. I
dug my own grave sir and no
matter how much i try to fix
things, something else comes up
to ruin everything” i muttered
quietly.
“do you know Udoka the
carpenter?” he suddenly asked.
“yes of course i know him. His
eldest son committed suicide last
year” i answered, wondering the
direction he was heading with the
question.
“i was fifteen years old when your
father was born. I have watched
over him till this day. You are my
son and i can never lie to you” he
said and kept quiet while my
mind began racing towards many
directions as i searched for a clue
on where he was heading with his
words.
“just like Udoka the carpenter,
your father failed performing the
necessary rites due for every first
male child in the community. The
consequences of such neglect is
what you are having now.
Temptations, frustrations,
heartbreak and finally death.
Udoka refused heeding to
warnings because he felt he was
the only Christian in the world.
I’m also a good Christian. A
Christian father in the catholic
church, but i performed the rights
for my first son. There are things
you don’t question in this world.
Nobody is asking you or your dad
to come worship an oracle or
deity. All he could have done then
was to send money across to the
people in charge. But no he
refused, simply because your
mother wasn’t in support. As a
man, there comes a time when
you have to draw a line between
acting as a man and acting the
script written by your wife” he
poured out while i silently listened
with rapt attention.
“just take a look at Udoka’s son.
He was a promising business man,
suddenly his wife dies during child
birth, his business folds up and he
commits suicide. Then take a look
at your own life. You never
behaved irresponsibly as a youth,
suddenly your promising life is
being turn apart just from a single
mistake which on a very good day
would have resulted to nothing.
Now where is your wife??” he
asked with a strange kind of
certainty that threw me back with
fear as his words settled in me.
Oh yes i was raised up in a
Christian way. I believed in God,
but, but, but this has to do with
tradition…..
” now go and confront your
father. This is your life we are
talking about” he commanded
with a stern voice. I instantly ran
back to my father like a child who
was pursued by an evil
masquerade
To be continued.