‘Mummy, let’s pray for NEPA to bring light’.
He looked into my face, half smiling eyes willing me to agree.
‘Oya, pray.’ I said.
He shut his eyes and called on God to get ‘NEPA’ to restore the power that had failed moments earlier.
This is Naija.
As a child, you learn to pray about everything. My son was learning fast.
NEPA, was the old acronym for the Electricity board, the new one is PHCN.
The change in name happened even before I got married. But why bother with the new name? When the old problem persists…
It’s been raining intermittently for 2 days now in Lagos.
The laundry of course has refused to dry. I’ve had to alternate between bringing them in when the rain starts and taking them out when it stops.
I would need some of them for my boys to wear to school this week.
One question rings in my mind though,
‘Should I apply the Naija principle and pray for the rain to stop?’
Or do I let nature take its course?
Anybody willing to join their faith with mine?
Anybody with wet laundry that it is…