HEAR MY STORY

HEAR MY STORY..Part 1

My name is Adesewa. I was raised by God-fearing parents who were blessed with six girls. My parents were deacon and deaconess in a pentecostal church. I happened to be their third daughter, with three younger ones.

I had my HND at Yaba college of technology and was posted to Kwara state for my youth service.
I had given my life to Christ since my secondary school days, and I used to sing a lot, sometimes I even compose my own song. I joined d church choir when i was just nine years old.
After d 3 weeks orientation programme at the NYSC, I was posted to a secondary school at Oyan for the one year service. I was given a room in the school compound at the Corper's quarters. On getting to Oyan, I started looking for a pentecostal church where i could be blessed, and I was able to find one.

Shortly after i started worshipping in d church, I joined the choir.
Fortunately, it was at the time when the choir leader just left the church, and there was nobody to coordinate the members..before I knew it, I was made the choir leader after being interviewed by Pastor Williams.
I was loved by everyone in the church, especially the choristers, because of my unique voice. Whenever I sing or lead a song, the whole congregation has a way of murmuring "Huuuuunnnnn!" with a sigh of satisfaction.
Most of the choir members were younger than me, so they call me "aunty" or "Sister Sewa".
One of them was Bode, who used to play keyboard for us in the church. He was so gifted when it comes to instruments, there was no instrument he couldn't play. I always felt the presence of God whenever he was on keyboard.
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I was named Adesewa and Yetunde after my late grandmother, who passed away shortly after I was born. My dad loved his mum so much, and hence transferred d love to me, believing that his late mother was the one who came back. Moreso, according to him, I was the mama's carbon copy. It was after he became saved, that he knew he was wrong.
My dad believed I was ever perfect. Anything I did or said was right, even when I knew I was wrong. In a nutshell, I was his favourite.
When my mum noticed that daddy was treating me like the apple of his eyes, she wasn't taking things easy with me at all. She spank me at every slight mistake I made, mostly whenever my dad wasn't at home.
Sometimes she would lament.. "you this spoilt brat!. Your father has spoilt you. See, I will make sure I deal with you before maggots start coming out of your body...."
My two elder sisters too, also made life so miserable for me, especially, my eldest sister, Temi. She would never tolerate any nonsense from me, she took after mummy, but her own was just too much.
By the time I was serving sister Temi and sister Tiwa were already married, but I have been tamed already.


To be continued in part 2.

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