#HN-WK66 •• IT WAS A THOUGH ONE TO LET GO

Hello guys, been a long long time been fighting this off for a while, but guess i'm back and better on hive and all excited to jump on these ride before it zoomed off, its an exciting moment to reminisce on my childhood days and all the naughty things i did back then sha, 😄...

I made it a point of necessity to always worry my parent or whoever was taking me out in the evening to buy me egg, i would insist, cry untill i have it, it continued like this up on till one fateful Christmas day when it all came to an end..

They took me and my brother, we were very small then, bought us two very big Eggs i would say were the biggest i've ever seen then and told me in particular that today marks the end of my always craving for Egg, i noded and accepted my new fate.

After like few weeks i began sorting myself out 😄, behind our house was a smalll kitchen at the far corner, there was these Mother hen who usually lays her eggs at the Corner, so most times when she's out i would just go over there and snatch one out, first it was my friend who started it oo, then i join and started stealing the eggs..

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My first incident was one of the days while i was trying to steal the eggs the mother hen was still got up and struck my hand, that hurts real bad cause it was like a cage, trying to let my hand out, a sharp edge bruise me and i bled but i had to cover that up so my parent won't find out...

The other one was when i was caught trying to steal an egg from my neighbors kitchen, that fateful day nobody was at home just me, almost everyone had gone to the farm, i returned from school and after taking off my uniforms i went straight to the backyard, after i checked i tried passing my hands through the cage to get the egg, thats when all of a sudden i felt a strong Grip from my back, when i turned it was my neighbor they have returned so fast,

I started pleading, my body shaking cause i knew my father would flog the living day light out of me, i cried pleaded, but to no avail, they called my father, my dad was so furious, angrily dragged me inside the house, retrieved the cane and orderd that i lay flat on the table, out of struggle the first lash of strokes send a striking sensation all over my body, two boys came in held me, one at my hands the order my legs, my dad flogged me Ten stroke of the cane, i cried my eyes out that day, i could barely walk or seat for days, since then i learnt my lessons..

From that day i totally forgot if i ever crave for eggs again till time flies and years goes by till now.

Seeing this week's #hivenaijaweekly prompts reminds me of those days 😄😄😄....Thanks #hivenaija for bring back these memories,