Dear Senior Opupulepu,
How are you do? As for me and my house we are still thinking whether we are do fine or not, because of the way Kobby Nanti is behaving with impudence in the village.
Senior, have you heard that Nana Odinihuni has gone to the fetish forest? Do you think he has gone to reinforce his powers and come back to face Kobby Nanti in a bout to be fought in the village square.
Senior, I cannot wait to witness this fight. In one corner will be Nana; Nana the man who does not fear death; Nana who, to him, every death is death; Nana, the one who could stare death in the face and death will run away with his tail between his legs. In the other corner will be Kobby Nanti, the one who comes at night like a thief to thief human beings; the Number 1 human trafficker in all of ewiase.
Senior, what I am confusedly confused about is, what Nana Odinihuni is actually gone to do in the fetish forest? Some say he has gone to do training for the bout because he intends beating up Kobby Nanti more like how he beat Onaapowura. Some too are saying that he has gone for more powers to finish off Kobby Nanti. Not that his powers have gone since he has more than enough to wake up every Ogyakromian by merely and quietly saying “Fellow Garians,” referring to any Ogyakromian who has chopped gari before. And since all Ogyakromians chop gari, the salutation is to all and sundry, sundry and all.
Senior, once these words “Fellow Garians” sound around the ears inside of any sleeping Ogyakromian, he or she will wake up, as they would when a mosquito single brass band plays guitar in their eyes inside.
Senior, during these hard times any mention of the word gari puts everyone on the alert. And our Omanhene has a powerful way of making every villager stand up to attention by merely saying, “Fellow Garians,” and these words have such powers that one has to be well vested with divine powers before he or she can have strong influence on every living being, plant, or animal when they mention these words.
Senior, the other day, when the Omanhene said those words gently, the wind stopped blowing, the trees were at attention, and all dogs, cats, wall geckos, mosquitoes, and all that is living and can move, stood still.
Senior, so it was that I thought I can use those words some and have an effect on living beings. I was walking alone a certain pathway when I met these two mean wicked looking dogs. The way they were looking at me in such an unfriendly and unwelcoming manner, small fear, fear, catch me, then I remembered these powerful words, and I spoke out loud and powerful, “Fellow Garians!!!”
Senior, whether it is I who did not pronounce the words well, or these dogs have issues with Nana Odinihuni, or whether they are members of the Umbrella family, I do not know. What I know is that they gave me a chase of my life, and all I saw was that I was under my bed in my room. How I got there, only Yahweh will know.
Senior, hmmmmm, talking about gari, remembers me of New-Gin’s school days. He does not carry handkerchief on himself. Every morning he will fill both side pockets of his shorts with an assembly of gari and sugar, making sure that they do not observe social distancing. He will be taking a handful every now and then and putting it inside his mouth till every particle of gari and sugar relocates into his belly inside. The man will go on break and chop waakye, after closing he will go home and disturb his mother that he “is hungry.”
Senior, do you know that some men and women of Yahweh are up in arms against our Omanhene, the Great Leopard? What is their worry, you may ask?
Senior, they say, Nana, our Omanhene, has allowed the people to go out and catch crabs and rats, to travel from hamlet to hamlet, to go to the market square to bargain out the price of cassava, plantain, tomatoes, pepper, watermelon, banana, alatsa, guava, orange, yellow, brown, red and everything on sale, doing all these without taking safety-safety measurements. But when it comes to assemblification of people who go praying heri-baba, heri baba, Nana is not only demanding full socialist-long distancing, but also only a maximum of ten times ten people to congregate in church.
Senior, this is what these men and women of Yahweh are not understand. But if Yesu Christus Emmanuel commanded that where “two or three” are assembled in this Name he is there in their midst, and Nana the Great Leopard has negotiated with Yesu, Son of Yahweh, and comes out that there should not be two or three, but ten times ten, meaning Yesu will appear there at least thirty-three fold, these man and women of Yahweh say they do not like.
Senior, if you are looking for greed and see any of such men and women of Yahweh, look no further, look straight in their faces and armpits, you will find greed there. Ahhh, what at all do they want? Pray that Kobby Nanti should leave us; you do not pray and when by divine instructions Nana the Omanhene is instructing you what to do too, you say bueiii.
Senior, they say torchlight not my anointed, so I am Dan, sorry I am Done.
It’s Me.
The views expressed in this article are the author’s own and do not necessarily reflect The Chronicle’s editorial stance
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