My people, in my community, the culture stipulated that as a son, any male of your age mate must not insult your mother and go scot free. When your mother is insulted by any male, then you her son would avenge the insult by beating that man to a stupor.
Right from my childhood, l was never a violent person. l am always afraid of trouble because l don't know how to fight and so l always pray that no young man should insults my mother. But it did happen! One day, my mother returned from market in a bad mood! She narrated how she had a misunderstanding with another trader over some amount of money and the woman's son insulted her with all sorts of abusive words.
When l heard it, my body began to tremble because the most fearful thing of my life is about to happen to me! Nevertheless, l must prove to the community that l am a legal biological son of my mother and not an outcast!
With my body shivering, l went to confront the guy.
Immediately, l saw the guy, l almost urinate on my body. His eyes and face were black! He looks dreadful!
Immediately he saw me coming, he knew that l was coming to confront him. O boy, the first slap he gave me was so loud and hard. Many people ran out of their houses to see what was happening. The slap immediately followed by several heavy blows which sent me crashing to the ground. He then sat on me. It took the efforts of not less than six men to pull him off me!
This means that a special day will be arranged by the community for us to sluggish it out. On this special day, if l couldn't defeat him, then l will live in shame for the rest of my life. I can no longer talk in where my mates are!
Based on this, l decided to seek the help of a herbalist. After we had discussed, he assured me that early morning on the day of the fight, l should come to meet him..
Very early in the morning on the day of the fight, l was in the herbalist's shrine. He bathed me with a certain concoction. Immediately l became huge and muscular!
From my size, no human being on earth could ever come closer to me let alone to challenge me to a fight. But he warned me that l must avoid every sound especially that of a car horn! Since it was very early in the morning, l believed l can get to the venue which was our village primary school field before drivers will be on the road!
I boarded a taxi happily. But just about a pole to where l will stop, we met cows crossing the road. They were so many. A car was coming from the opposite direction. The driver became impatient! And there goes his car horn repeatedly: PON! PON! PON! PEE!PEE! PEEEEE-EEEEEEE!!!
And as the horn bips continuously, l began to diminish with each passing second! I saw myself reducing in size! I became as small as a rabbit! The driver became afraid and he pushed me down.
NA THERE I SHOUT SAY I GO DIE OOOO!
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