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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