Story of a Survivor - Season 1 - Episode 5

5 years ago

Story of a Survivor - Season 1 - Episode 5

My Mother was dragged to an open space and
surrounded by the family women with canes.

They were floging my mother telling her to
confess! I watched my Mother being humiliated in the most inhumane manner and when I looked at the faces of her persecutors I saw anger, I saw pain, I saw bitterness, and I saw determination to kill. To kill my mother!

I went straight to the Kitchen and got a knife, an unusual knife with both edges sharpened, as I came out from the kitchen I heard my mother screaming, she screamed for my Daddy to come to her aid, she screamed for her late father to come to her rescue, she screamed for Jesus to come down and save her. I was jolted into action by her cries because of all she called to help her, none came.

In their quest to unleash pain on my mum, the
women were upon each other trying to get a
better portion of my mother’s body to whip. I
was within them, stabbing my way through to
reach and save my Mother, there were screams from those I stabbed but all I could hear was my Mother’s voice. Of a sudden I felt a pull backwards but I struggled to push forward stabbing viciously at a buttock in front of me, then I heard Caroline’s voice begging me to let go.

It was at this stage that Caroline took us all and sneaked out of the family Compound.

We ran straight to the Motor Park and boarded a Bus heading for Enugu. Chinedu was not with us, he had been taken from us by Uncle.

Enugu: On getting home, Caroline immediately set to work; she went into my Parent’s room and collected certain document. I watched as she hid the document in her travelling Bag. She took so many Books too and hid in her Bag, she asked for the Keys to the cars and I reminded her that all the Cars were driven to the Village for the burial. She then took me with her to visit one of Mummy’s Friends and colleague, Mrs. Joana Chinedu. She explained all that transpired in the village to Mrs. Joana and she agreed to keep the Documents for us.

Mummy’s friend tapped their military connection and a team of Soldiers were dispatched to our village.

My Mother was brought back and admitted at the Military hospital. She was given a private ward because of the influx of visitors and
sympathizers. She spent two weeks at the
Hospital before being transferred to a psychiatric hospital in New Haven District for treatment.

She spent two months at the Psychiatric hospital by which time she was evidently stable and ready to go home. She was discharged on a Sunday. We went after Church service in company of Mrs. Joana to bring her home from the Hospital.

We got home to see a strange Padlock on the
gate. We were still deliberating on what to do
when our security man, Musa limped towards us,he looked liked someone that has escaped a deadly stampede. Musa! Wetin happen? Caroline asked.

Madam! Na Oga Brother come here with plenty Boys and Motors come pack all the load wey dey for the House! Everything fa! Even my load too!

Dem beat me well well as I dey try to tell them
to wait until una come back. Dem even remove two of my teeth! See! See my teeth! How I go take de bite Goro (Kola nut) now?

Haa! My Mother exclaimed and she became quiet suddenly, she started to laugh hysterically jabbing at us and uttering incomprehensible words. Mummy did not recover from this madness till she died.