Thorns In My Boot

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Thorns In My Boot

Synopsis

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Thorns In My Boot….a Soldiers Travail

EPILOGUE:

I am writing this story from the comfort of

my study in my farm house. I am just forty

three years old now in 2015 but the things I

have been through in life makes me feel like

I am seventy years old, I have seen the good,

the bad and the ugly.

I am now into full time farming. I am also a

writer as well as a consultant. I have some

short stories published to my credit. It was

my wife that actually encouraged me to put

my life experience on paper so as to serve

as a source of encouragement to those in

unpleasant situations in life. Today I am also

a worker in the house of the Lord where I

worship and I cannot but give glory to God

for all that happened to me in my life, I

believed it was his way of preparing me for

my today.

Funmilayo is away in Accra girls academy

Ghana, while Kayode is at Command

secondary School Abakaliki, they are both far

away from home. Ekundayo and her

younger brothers are also at Command

Secondary School Abakaliki, they are all

Boarders. During the holidays all the Kids

come to my farm or they go to Abakaliki at

Baba Dayo’s work shop to work and earn

some money.

Amaka is presently a special adviser to the

Oyo state Governor on legal matters, she has

a Chamber in Enugu and another at Eleyele

Ibadan. The competency exhibited while

representing her Clients in Courts in Ibadan

endeared her to the state Government that

she was nominated for the appointment

and the fact that she was Igbo married to a

Yoruba man helped cemented her

credentials for the appointment.

My farms are doing great, the palm

plantation in my village rolls out hundred of

drums of red palm oil for Companies and

northern traders yearly, the Palm Kernels are

not enough to meet the demand from

companies that produce soap and farmers

that need them for feeds preparation

including my farm here at Ibadan too.

There is much to be gained from a palm

plantation; when the fruits are ripe, we set

traps and catch wild Boars and Rodents that

come to eat up the fruits from its bunch or

the ones that have fallen to the ground due

to the activities of rodents, these are roasted

and my share sent to me at Ibadan, and one

thing I had loved from Childhood was Bush

meat! When it is time to prune the branches

of the palm trees, we sell them off to Basket

makers in the community.

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