MY BROTHER IN THE ABROAD

When I was in Sunday school, all o wanted from life was to live a righteous life and earn myself the ultimate paradise our teacher kept telling us about. Fast forward to today, well, you already know how that turned out 🤣🤣🤣🤣... But one thing I know is that I didn't just give up it all began with my primary school teacher. There's this man in my church that has the habit of always saying "all sins are equal" no matter what topic he had been given to talk about, he'll always end up with "all sins are equal". See ehn, once you have someone who keep reminding you of your possibility to go to hell (particularly someone like me whose primary goal was to make heaven🤭🤣🤣🤭) you automatically start searching yourself to know if you're still on track. I have long given up and adopted the principle of grace since the day I realized my primary school teacher had mad me sin😥😥😭😭🥺.

 

Like every other average Nigerian child in primary school, my English teacher insisted I had a brother in the abroad and I must write a letter to him🤣🤣🤣🤣. Remember, that man said all sins are equal right? Yeah, lying is one of the equal sins🥺🥺🥺🌚. The most annoying thing as at that time was what were made to write about; 

And some other another topics like wtf na!... See ehn, later in my growth (after I had given up🤭🤭🤭) I realized that since all sins are equal, if you're lie, why don't you lie honorably. 

 

So, I imagine if all of those years had been about writing to my brother in the abroad about;

We should have known that we were using that primary school days to intern as a Geeboy. Life would have been much easier now, at least we would learnt something from school🤣🤣🤣

Omo! Now is when I need that my brother in the abroad o, I wish there was a way I could get through to him but the egbon don change address😒😒😒🚶🚶

Hey Siri! Play me "laugh now, cry later" by Drake.

Make I go find my brother address🚶🚶🚶🚶