A long time ago when the whites have not yet
arrived Nigeria. Men still displayed the art of
magic and worshipped myths and legends. There
lived a very poor family, somewhere in western
Nigeria. They were Segun and Bisi, they had a
child named Ola.
Segun and Bisi were both worshippers of Ogun,
the yoruba god of war and iron. Segun got
married to Bisi who herself came from a poor
home. Segun was a lagoon fisherman. After
fishing, he would sell his fish and send some
home. Bisi would prepare the fishermen's soup
that was made mostly of fish.
Ola never went to school, his father could not
afford. He joined his father on the beach and they
made some pretty catch with their old small boat.
Segun had acquired the boat when he sold his
only plot of land. It was the only plot of land his
father had left for him. He was younger when he
bought it. It now looked old and dirty. It had little
patches where water sometimes rushed in. Ola
usually fetched out the water with a calabash.
While fishing one night, their net caught
something big, it was a very big fish. They tried
dragging it but it inturned dragged their boat to
the waves. The fish led their boat and it struck a
rock. It tore into two and they both sinked. Segun
was caught by his own net. He struggled to break
free but to no avail. The fish still dragged him
into the strong water currents until he gave up his
breath and died.
To be continued next week
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