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MUSTARD III – Ch. 25 | KT OLLA

EVERYTHING that happened and made Banji take on Abraham’s kids – everything was within earshot. Dekomi’s earshot. Well, Dekomi was gone and his oldest one was there. He caught on fast. The gentleman knew the cold rebuff that was served his mama. It hurt him more to watch her try. He hated that his mother liked his uncle. Then he hated that Banji didn’t look her way. He wanted him to respond, be her new man. No, stand up as their old man and care for them. Or better, not snub her mama like that. Well, he hadn’t wished that the man was their father. But then again he asked, ‘What if...?’ Then, Banji took them up and ensured they rose high. The first son was about 30 years. So he sent him to university. The younger one had written their surname in the way his uncle spelt it. He did that during grammar school. Yes, he had looked up to his uncle like to his own father. But now, he thought about this mess and hated everything. So, for his mother’s sake, he hated the man. He hated the fact th...

MUSTARD III – Ch. 24 | KT OLLA

BAMIJI toiled on and reaped. He was made Vice of high school principal. But it was briefly. Still, life wanted him first. Well, the regional government happened to establish more schools, and Banji was made to start those schools. So, Mr Morrow was transferred away from home to start new modern schools then. They were junior and senior secondary. He worked for the olden state government of Ọyọ, which owned quite a wider scape then. It, in fact, had within it a widespread district then, called Ọshun. It was where he called home, and he was carried around that place. Now Bamiji settled in Ede of Oshun, a township so vast it could make a city. Then, he travelled to work in towns. Yes, he founded the high schools in those towns as Principal... their first principal, too. He built structures, enrol’ kids, planted trees... The seed outlived him. So then, Morrow got transferred from place to place. For when his seedlings showed promise, the planter was sought to help plant more schools. So, h...

MUSTARD III – Ch. 20 | KT OLLA

BAMIJI smiled. ‘Jonah, we are grown men. If anything, I should have got kids their age—.’ He pointed at the students loitering close. ‘So, what more do you think someone my age hasn’t done to prepare ahead? I told you there’s nothing new under heaven!’ Jonah answered simply. ‘You can hand your whole life over to Jesus. ‘You can let Jesus steer your wheels. He knows the way too well, so you will arrive at your goals. ‘He is called Beginning and the End, meaning He’s the A and Z of everything. ‘He knows the end of every trip. And just Him can steer you home!’ Now those words fell on Joshua’s ears as they flowed. He was going to ponder on them and let them thrive. But like winds on desert blades, the words drifted away too quickly. They sounded like some echo in the wind. By then, the students whom the men set out to watch were being scolded by a different teacher.  Morrow saw it and he went even more upset. Even things he’d got no issue with, upset him. He talked up. ‘Jonah, you know...