An old man was sitting down in front of his house in the village when he saw a young guy walking down to him. The guy was heavily bearded, with dreadlocks and he puts on a semi torn jeans trousers and at the same time holding a big Android phone. He bowed low and greeted the old man respectfully.
"I know that you don't know me. I am your grandson. I am the son of your first son, Mr Eric", the guy said.
The old man then greeted him warmly and asked after his father. He said his father was doing fine in the city.
The old man was surprised at his appearance and he asked him if he was mentally stabled.
The guy realized that his Grandpa's question was orchestrated by his appearance and so he told him that he was a Yahoo boy.
" Yes, I know now. Even that I am presently ninety years old, let me warm you. Don't ever do anything stupid here, I am not ready to die to make any lazy rat to become rich in life. You try any nonsense here, you die untimely",said the old man emphatically.
And the boy said to him, "Grandpa, my daddy said that in our tradition, it is the child that normally bury the father and not the other way round like you are threatening now".
The Grandpa then said, "l was the one who told your father about our tradition. But the Truth is that what Told your father was the preface of our tradition. But when you open to chapter custom verse culture, you will see that it says," When the child is holy and obedience to the law of nature, he would bury his fathers at their old age.
But if the child has ulterior motive, then both his father and Grandpa would bury him with funfairs, happiness, jubilation and Thanksgiving services to God. It would be a good riddance to bad rubbish".
And the boy said, "Grandpa, why don't you want us your children to display money at your burial with flashy cars? Why wasting years that would fetch billions for nothing? I am totally disappointed in you".
He then left.
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