The bunny screamed as she pulled up rolls of red ribbon and then squished a bit of Ketchup to show more blood. She then froze for a second to show death before ‘coming back to life’ to continue her drama.
Ikem sat transfixed as he watched Zootopia. He followed the tiny bunny keenly as she went on to achieve her dreams of becoming a Police Officer. Right there and then, a new dream was birthed.
Here comes the school project and project defence.
Me: Ikem, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Ikem: A Police Officer!
Ikem: To help the good guys, to catch the bad guys, to drive a Police Car and own a Police Gun.
Me: Ye! What happened to wanting to become a Pastor?
Project done, defence done. Uncle Too comes visiting some weeks later.
Uncle Too: Ikem, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Ikem: I want to be a Police Officer.
Uncle Too: When I was your age, I wanted to become a Police Officer…
Ikem: But then you became an Uncle
Uncle Too: 😀 Well… You are going to be an Uncle too
Ikem: Nooooooo! I don’t want to be an Uncle, I want to be a Police Officer!
Tonight, I was going through the bedtime routine with Ikem. We had a guest, so he already stayed up late. First was the bedtime story and after that was prayer time, which he led.
Usually, he would say a short prayer, then the Grace, then Surely and we would round up with the greeting ‘Cheer Up brethren, the Word Works!’
Tonight was different, he had started with the short prayer, then he interjected with ‘I just want you to speak in tongues’.
I was a bit surprised but I complied and we started speaking in tongues. I waited for him to round up but he continued, so I followed.
Then my cousin dropped a white saucer of fried plantain besides us (we were in the middle of our sitting room, lying on the floor on a blanket and I had requested for the Plantain earlier).
The aroma of the soft, fried over ripe plantain was quite inviting. At this time I tried to round up the prayer by saying ‘Alleluia’ and glancing at Ikem.
He looked at me and said ‘I just want you to speak in tongues for one last time’.
We continued speaking… Then it dawned on me that he was re-enacting what he saw at the all-night prayer we attended on Friday because he now started making declarations…
‘Father we live by your Word in Jesus name!’ Then he spoke in tongues
‘Your Word will not fail us in Jesus name!’ More tongues.
By this time, I just forgot about the Plantain…
I thought he said one last time, I said in my heart. I tried to round up again by saying ‘Alleluia’.
‘I just want you to pray in tongues for this last time’, he said again, with half open eyes, his palms joined together in prayer position.
Dear Lord… I just burst into laughter… I’m so sorry but it was quite funny.
He groaned, held my shoulders and said, ‘please don’t mess this up’
I quickly repented and we went back to praying in tongues.
When I saw he was speaking slower and probably feeling sleepy, I interjected with ‘In Jesus name.’
He then rounded up with a few more declarations. We shared the Grace, Surely and the Greeting.