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June 10, 2014

#MAMA SYKIK



Did I ever tell you the story of how mama Sykik ensured I was “untoastable” in my neighbourhood?

Mama Sykik has been on my case ehn, it haff  tayed.....there was this day when I was in my mid teens,  fresh out of  secondary school and I still never carry breast,  I was a late bloomer.  I had two tiny sprouts on my chest that I had to push forward well-well so they can be noticed.

Papa Sykik asked that I go to the local store down the road to buy bread. I dressed up, packed my tiny sprouts inside bra top and sashayed out of the house. I got to the store and met a male classmate (Tosin) who resides in that area. We got talking about  JAMB, our preferred tertiary institutions and our secondary school days....we must have chatted for about 20mins before I realised that my devoted parents will be wondering why I was gone for so long. I paid for the bread and said good bye to Tosin, jokingly he pulled me towards himself demanding for a good bye hug...I tried to use my corner eye to look around for any hint of Papa or Mama Sykik, before my corner eye could do a full 360°...I felt a heavy slap behind my back (the type the yorubas call abara).........who else it fit be nau...yours truly, Mama Sykik...only God knows where she came out from...I swear she has super powers.....I felt like the ground should open and swallow me....which kain embarrassment be this?

Mama Sykik (pulling my ears):  I said it, this girl you won’t kill me....no wonder you went to wear bra top, so you want to be “shooking” men with those tiny stumps you call breast abi

Sykik: yyyyyeeeeee, you gave me a fright, what have I done wrong nau...shebi its bread I came to buy (this is what the abara slap does to you, you begin to answer questions you where not asked)

Mama Sykik (ala-yoruba-woman-clapping-her-hands-in-wonderment-pose): Is it me that you are replying like that because of this small boy ....issokay....oya...alele.....forward march......... let us go home

Mama Sykik then faced Tosin, swinging her flip-flops across his face, she warned him never to come within 100 yards of me if he doesn’t want what happened in 1967 to happen to him ( *tongue-in-cheek* ) I couldn’t resist adding that line for effect. We got home and Mama Sykik started reeling off my sins to Papa Sykik ,.......... of how his daughter was just “sharing” hugs to all the guys on the streets, I was too angry to even defend myself......lol...Mama Sykik is a drama queen.... I just had my mouth wide open, I couldn’t even defend myself as she tried to describe the “compromising” position she caught me in.......

That incident made the guys stay away from me.

24 comments:

  1. hahahaaa, I can just feel the tension, shock, drama, fright all at the same time. I was also a late bloomer, I remember stuffing tissue in that small bra that I pressured my mom to buy for me (thats a whole nother story). One day I was at church having a conversation and I happened to look down and saw the tissue out of place showing.......Oh mercy, talk about being embarrased.........It dosent help that it was a guy that I was talking with.

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    1. Lol......kai.....lmao..pele

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    2. Hahahaha...hehehehe...hiahiahiahia...

      Sorry, couldn't help laughing out loud....

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  2. LOL.. Sykik!! I actually think you would do what Mama Sykik did (and more too!) hahaha...
    That abara brought back memories mehn.... Please we want to read more of your teenage escapades! hehe xx

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    1. Mama Sykik is so good with abara I can bet she learnt it during Home economics classes in school. Abara that stings like a bee

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  3. Mama Sykik is an action woman! Great story.

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  4. Hehehehehehe- she behaved in true mama fashion o. Many of us walked around conscious of those imaginary super powers, lol. This is so hilarious. But at least you lived to recount the tale, hahahahahahaha.

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    1. Those imaginary super powers kept us straight back in the days

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  5. Looooolllll. You have killed me with lafta ooo. Kai. Wasup with Tosin now. Do you still hear from him? Lol.

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    1. Strange that I never heard from Tosin after that day.......mama Sykik scared him for life...Hahahhaha

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  6. #wiping tears from my eyes# oh my! #holding my ribs# ha! sykik! *Thumbs up to mama sykik*

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    1. :)........she was on my case ...lol....thanks to her I "faced my school"

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  7. So very funny...mama sykik the thatcher...thank God for the lives of these mothers...hehehe...Up Mama Sykik

    By the way, do young people still wear bra tops? 'Twas the in-thing in the boarding house back then...see how sykik is making my mind take a trip back to those days.

    #epicabara...#miraculousmemorywakingabara.

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    1. #epicabara........Mama Sykik had phd in delivering those confession inducing abara oh.....

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  8. Lmaooo sounds like what my mom would do. She is #TeamAbara too

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  9. OMG!
    Mama sykik ohhh. Lmao!
    But be like you go be the same oh, fruits don't fall far from the tree do they? Lol

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  10. Honestly this story is not weird oh. Many of our moms were lyk dat.Lol.

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  11. hahahahhahahahahahahah LMAO! Lwkmdoo Lol.. Okay I stumbled on your comment from Toinlicious, and Voom va, I am here. Talk about Funny :). Well I guess Mama just wanted the best for you ni **wears a Straight face. Aight I am off to properly stalk your Blog. :)

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  12. Hello Sykik, how are you? I tagged you in a post oh, cause you are an interesting Blogger. Kindly do well to Honor it Baby mi, and to not break the chain.. Cheers.

    http://duruadolphusjnr.blogspot.com/2014/07/and-that-was-how-i-was-tagged.html

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  13. Lool I chop plenty abara and omorogun beating. I bloomed early so mine was worse self. www.seyonhundeyin.blogspot.com

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  14. Lmao! Mothers sha... amazing people!

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