Bez was Cobhamz’s protege in the recent Henessey Artistry. He has graced the same stage with gospel group KUSH, and then other regular performances with Sage Has son (The spoken word artist) , sharing the stage with Mode9, Terry tha Rap Man, Djinee, M.I, Roof Top Mcs and many more
I’ve always given myself a huge pat on the back for my long term memory bank. It’s sweetly on point but I can’t say the same for the short terms though, I mean who can’t remember what they had yesterday for lunch? My point exactly! So it’s really nothing special if everyone can do it.
So here I go remembering once again. It’s my first day in preschool, precisely pre primary 2 (this is the class you’re in right before your primary one). I step into the zones, my gear perfectly intact, which of course is my brightly colored backpack, my lunch box, and most importantly, my Coolaid. No one ever misses Coolaid. I’m greeted by gazing eyes and a nice looking teacher who I found had a rather interesting name: ”Aunty”. I’m guided to my little chair and was given my first rule, I had to let go of my gear for a while. I obeyed but that truncated my attention ’cause I had to keep a strict watch. Now the introductions started and they went pretty well. Everybody’s dad seemed to be a banker so I guessed mine was as well! now I was very much in the loop. Quite quickly as it had started,the interaction came to a halt. I had taken note of two major personalities. Blessing and Morenike. Blessing because she was the most beautiful girl I had seen and Morenike was the loudest. Morenike later became the class…well, let’s just say she was the nicest girl around. From then on, I knew that I would find this opposite gender an interesting work of art…after Coolaid that is (who actually invented that? and Caprisone).
Moving on to primary one, Blessing remained the primary crush while the rest kept on fading to the background, that was actually my first lesson on focus. I tried all I could to get her but she kept evading my well timed approaches.I even turned into a mini school father to her younger brother but I guess that was my wrongest move. I told him a story about how a dude in school had a very bad fall and got his knee cap swallowed by the earth. I thought that was an amazing occurrence so I had to share but it wasn’t well received. He got a bit delusional after that and started walking towards a white garment Church (still wondering why). Blessing found out I was responsible for his state and my elevated hopes were demolished quite professionally. Since then she never uttered a word to me, not even by the sea-saw!
That experience shaped the rest of my puppy love life. I was going to have none of it! I became a puppy gangster, brought toy machine guns to school for the legendary police and thief experience, refused to share my cake with non loyalists (my mum baked so I had a non diminishing supply), I had my own click and became a major player in the noise makers league. Almost everybody knew my name ( I had two elder sisters in school by the way, plus we had a brand new peugeot 504 with a long antenna) and I was gunning for world domination. There was absolutely nothing stopping me. I lived this life for my next years till I got to primary 5.
Once again, my first day in school. I arrived primary 5 with a brand new uniform, brand new cortinas, ready for a brand new term. Stepped into the zones like i always do, but this time, I had a black bag, coke bottle nicely placed and of course my cake in a proper foil. Now I’m on a different p. Time to put the syrup on the pancake, I had to go out huge, this was Carlito’s way! I walk around during break as if to announce my presence but then, I’m taken off guard. This time I didn’t need to have an introduction like I was in a networking meet. They say short dresses and skirts have made history in making men fall (maybe that’s where my love for the ‘’shorties” started). She was a gem from afar and errr… well, a bigger gem up close (law of approaching objects). I instantly fell for her but I couldn’t show it. it was too dangerous for my planned exit. Anyway, I had to dig up history about her and do it fast, there was no way I was going to let her slip through. Apart from the rather short ”Pina 4”, (why on earth is it named that?), there was just something about her eyes that kept me entranced. I knew she would break the curse Blessing laid on me (how Ironic), it was too clear. i kept wondering where she had been all my life, maybe i was too busy with world domination. Anyway, she happened to be my friend’s sister (one of the cake loyalists, can u imagine?) and that just concluded the runs. He put in a good word for me and that was all I needed. I was so in there. I started to bring up the remains of the ”mushyness” that had lingered in the hiatus to compose well written notes to keep this angel of mine. It worked quite well and I was back on track… or off track, as some ‘loyalists’ noticed a rather non accepted change. My focus finale returned, I stopped the rubber bands, got my class swag back on and dropped other vices which I dare not mention, but police and thief had to stay… how else do you show how much of a man you can be?
World domination didn’t occur as I had wanted, and I obviously didn’t go out as i had planned either. Apparently, there was another geezer waiting for the slightest show of weakness. He seized the opportunity quite sharply but I could care less. I had my legendary sweet reign, and thinking of it, this dude has been waiting for a pretty loooong while. I just cared about one thing, I had found my Little Miss Sunshine.
I happened to bump into her recently, and here is an excerpt from a message I ‘facebook-ed’ her
“Back again to my memories…Just remembering some things that happened way back, I’ll just list them. Now I dunno why I was so into you even at that little age but I always got a funny feeling wheneva I saw you or passed by you. We hardly talked in school if u can remember, maybe I was too shy or maybe u just made me speechless..- dunno why!! Surely it couldn’t be love ’cause at that age I didn’t expect to know what love was but I sure did say that a lot in my notes! Lol. Which brings me to my first item.
1.We always sent notes to each other and I would patiently wait till I get home before reading them and then I would chew it or soak it in water to discard safely, I mean I couldn’t be caught “loving” it was too dangerous, lol.
One day, one of your notes was nearly snatched away by my older cousin. She saw me reading it, tickled my life to make me let it go, but lai lai.
2.I remember someday u were standing just at the waiting area to go home, leaning on the barbed wire fence leading to the play ground, and I slot a note in ur hands, ur hands touched mine and it was phenomenal! Lol!( Can’t believe I’m doing this)
3.I always called from my land phone and one day wen I couldn’t get through to you, I almost cried…told Christian the next day in school, he was disgusted…
4.I can’t remember how it actually ended…did it? If it didn’t, then technically, you’re still my girlfriend. That your guy is just standing in for me till I come and sweep you off your feet to live happily ever after…I think that’s how the story goes, yeah?
5.Err I wish I cud see you soon, end of story!”
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lolz……….
hehe…….
you write better than i expected…..
i’ll post it to all i know…
beautiful Bez. we met at the Henessey Artistry finale. you write beautiful
i just read it again, and again, and again, and… well yhuu get the point………
Bez, yhuu are high……….
lollllllllllllllllllllllllz……..
damn…hilarious and nostalgic…i love it…very interesting read!!
Bez…. i love that part about feeling like one puppy gangster, bringing toy machine guns to school for the legendary police and thief experience…..that is poetry
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