we are able episode 46
James got fed up with his life in Nigeria. He got fed up with the
injustice which had just stared at his face, so he decided to
return to South Africa permanently. Mrs. Omotayo didn’t want
him to leave because he had impacted a lot into the life of her
children. During the short duration of time he spent coming to
our house, the children of my guardian felt as if they had a
father, though they were already matured—Laide sixteen and
Biodun eighteen.
“I will return to my students in South Africa and keep on
helping them,” James said, weeping. It was then I knew that all
he was doing in South Africa was teaching—teaching the deaf
and dumb as well as the blind.
When my uncle was leaving me, he hugged me and said,
“Rose, you earned me a living. You Are Able! WE ARE ABLE!”
“How did I earn you a living, sir?” I asked him because I was
surprised.
“Because what you taught me many years back was exactly
what I was using to earn a living in South Africa. I got to South
Africa in search of a job—I couldn’t get any for six months. The
only job available was a teaching job in the special school. I
looked at myself and felt pity for myself because I thought I
was abased, but then I remembered how you taught me the
sign language. I put in for the job and got it. Of recent I became
a principal in the school, earning much money. I left all to come
to Nigeria just to see you—not even Toyosi, but, but…” my
uncle began to weep again.
When James was leaving, Biodun and Laide held tight to him
and didn’t want him to leave.
“Stay with us, sir,” the cried. “Why do you want to leave us?”
“Leave him alone, let him go,” Mrs Omotayo said, trying to
caution her children.
“No, we won’t!” they kept on saying. “Where are you going
to?”
“I am returning to South Africa?” he told them.
“You can’t leave!” they protested. “What are you going there to
do?”
“To get myself another wife,” he said and my aunty nodded in
support. I shook my head. My aunty is compromising, I
thought. Why is she supporting him in this when actually she
was the one trumpeting up and down that it is one-man, one-
wife till death do them part?
Biodun and Laide asked him to get married to their mother. It
was shocking to everyone, including Mrs Omotayo who burst
into laughter. Eventually, James had his way and began to take
his leave. I wept as I watched James leave.
Later in the day, my aunty came up with a funny news. She
said that a plane travelling to South Africa from Nigeria was
grounded halfway due to a fight in the plane. The three people
involved in the fight, according to the news, had been sent back
to Nigeria. Not long, we discovered that it was a fight between
James and his elder brother, John who was fleeing Nigeria to
South Africa in order to seek refuge. Little did my father know
that his younger brother would catch up with him in there.
As soon as Mr. Joe the justice heard the news, he swung into
action immediately, taking Moses with him anywhere he went.
My father had already been imprisoned with Toyosi who were
both fleeing Nigeria together. Now all that was left of us was to
know who exactly they connived with to get my mother out of
the prison earlier and ultimately where she was presently.James got fed up with his life in Nigeria. He got fed up with the
injustice which had just stared at his face, so he decided to
return to South Africa permanently. Mrs. Omotayo didn’t want
him to leave because he had impacted a lot into the life of her
children. During the short duration of time he spent coming to
our house, the children of my guardian felt as if they had a
father, though they were already matured—Laide sixteen and
Biodun eighteen.
“I will return to my students in South Africa and keep on
helping them,” James said, weeping. It was then I knew that all
he was doing in South Africa was teaching—teaching the deaf
and dumb as well as the blind.
When my uncle was leaving me, he hugged me and said,
“Rose, you earned me a living. You Are Able! WE ARE ABLE!”
“How did I earn you a living, sir?” I asked him because I was
surprised.
“Because what you taught me many years back was exactly
what I was using to earn a living in South Africa. I got to South
Africa in search of a job—I couldn’t get any for six months. The
only job available was a teaching job in the special school. I
looked at myself and felt pity for myself because I thought I
was abased, but then I remembered how you taught me the
sign language. I put in for the job and got it. Of recent I became
a principal in the school, earning much money. I left all to come
to Nigeria just to see you—not even Toyosi, but, but…” my
uncle began to weep again.
When James was leaving, Biodun and Laide held tight to him
and didn’t want him to leave.
“Stay with us, sir,” the cried. “Why do you want to leave us?”
“Leave him alone, let him go,” Mrs Omotayo said, trying to
caution her children.
“No, we won’t!” they kept on saying. “Where are you going
to?”
“I am returning to South Africa?” he told them.
“You can’t leave!” they protested. “What are you going there to
do?”
“To get myself another wife,” he said and my aunty nodded in
support. I shook my head. My aunty is compromising, I
thought. Why is she supporting him in this when actually she
was the one trumpeting up and down that it is one-man, one-
wife till death do them part?
Biodun and Laide asked him to get married to their mother. It
was shocking to everyone, including Mrs Omotayo who burst
into laughter. Eventually, James had his way and began to take
his leave. I wept as I watched James leave.
Later in the day, my aunty came up with a funny news. She
said that a plane travelling to South Africa from Nigeria was
grounded halfway due to a fight in the plane. The three people
involved in the fight, according to the news, had been sent back
to Nigeria. Not long, we discovered that it was a fight between
James and his elder brother, John who was fleeing Nigeria to
South Africa in order to seek refuge. Little did my father know
that his younger brother would catch up with him in there.
As soon as Mr. Joe the justice heard the news, he swung into
action immediately, taking Moses with him anywhere he went.
My father had already been imprisoned with Toyosi who were
both fleeing Nigeria together. Now all that was left of us was to
know who exactly they connived with to get my mother out of
the prison earlier and ultimately where she was presently.
injustice which had just stared at his face, so he decided to
return to South Africa permanently. Mrs. Omotayo didn’t want
him to leave because he had impacted a lot into the life of her
children. During the short duration of time he spent coming to
our house, the children of my guardian felt as if they had a
father, though they were already matured—Laide sixteen and
Biodun eighteen.
“I will return to my students in South Africa and keep on
helping them,” James said, weeping. It was then I knew that all
he was doing in South Africa was teaching—teaching the deaf
and dumb as well as the blind.
When my uncle was leaving me, he hugged me and said,
“Rose, you earned me a living. You Are Able! WE ARE ABLE!”
“How did I earn you a living, sir?” I asked him because I was
surprised.
“Because what you taught me many years back was exactly
what I was using to earn a living in South Africa. I got to South
Africa in search of a job—I couldn’t get any for six months. The
only job available was a teaching job in the special school. I
looked at myself and felt pity for myself because I thought I
was abased, but then I remembered how you taught me the
sign language. I put in for the job and got it. Of recent I became
a principal in the school, earning much money. I left all to come
to Nigeria just to see you—not even Toyosi, but, but…” my
uncle began to weep again.
When James was leaving, Biodun and Laide held tight to him
and didn’t want him to leave.
“Stay with us, sir,” the cried. “Why do you want to leave us?”
“Leave him alone, let him go,” Mrs Omotayo said, trying to
caution her children.
“No, we won’t!” they kept on saying. “Where are you going
to?”
“I am returning to South Africa?” he told them.
“You can’t leave!” they protested. “What are you going there to
do?”
“To get myself another wife,” he said and my aunty nodded in
support. I shook my head. My aunty is compromising, I
thought. Why is she supporting him in this when actually she
was the one trumpeting up and down that it is one-man, one-
wife till death do them part?
Biodun and Laide asked him to get married to their mother. It
was shocking to everyone, including Mrs Omotayo who burst
into laughter. Eventually, James had his way and began to take
his leave. I wept as I watched James leave.
Later in the day, my aunty came up with a funny news. She
said that a plane travelling to South Africa from Nigeria was
grounded halfway due to a fight in the plane. The three people
involved in the fight, according to the news, had been sent back
to Nigeria. Not long, we discovered that it was a fight between
James and his elder brother, John who was fleeing Nigeria to
South Africa in order to seek refuge. Little did my father know
that his younger brother would catch up with him in there.
As soon as Mr. Joe the justice heard the news, he swung into
action immediately, taking Moses with him anywhere he went.
My father had already been imprisoned with Toyosi who were
both fleeing Nigeria together. Now all that was left of us was to
know who exactly they connived with to get my mother out of
the prison earlier and ultimately where she was presently.James got fed up with his life in Nigeria. He got fed up with the
injustice which had just stared at his face, so he decided to
return to South Africa permanently. Mrs. Omotayo didn’t want
him to leave because he had impacted a lot into the life of her
children. During the short duration of time he spent coming to
our house, the children of my guardian felt as if they had a
father, though they were already matured—Laide sixteen and
Biodun eighteen.
“I will return to my students in South Africa and keep on
helping them,” James said, weeping. It was then I knew that all
he was doing in South Africa was teaching—teaching the deaf
and dumb as well as the blind.
When my uncle was leaving me, he hugged me and said,
“Rose, you earned me a living. You Are Able! WE ARE ABLE!”
“How did I earn you a living, sir?” I asked him because I was
surprised.
“Because what you taught me many years back was exactly
what I was using to earn a living in South Africa. I got to South
Africa in search of a job—I couldn’t get any for six months. The
only job available was a teaching job in the special school. I
looked at myself and felt pity for myself because I thought I
was abased, but then I remembered how you taught me the
sign language. I put in for the job and got it. Of recent I became
a principal in the school, earning much money. I left all to come
to Nigeria just to see you—not even Toyosi, but, but…” my
uncle began to weep again.
When James was leaving, Biodun and Laide held tight to him
and didn’t want him to leave.
“Stay with us, sir,” the cried. “Why do you want to leave us?”
“Leave him alone, let him go,” Mrs Omotayo said, trying to
caution her children.
“No, we won’t!” they kept on saying. “Where are you going
to?”
“I am returning to South Africa?” he told them.
“You can’t leave!” they protested. “What are you going there to
do?”
“To get myself another wife,” he said and my aunty nodded in
support. I shook my head. My aunty is compromising, I
thought. Why is she supporting him in this when actually she
was the one trumpeting up and down that it is one-man, one-
wife till death do them part?
Biodun and Laide asked him to get married to their mother. It
was shocking to everyone, including Mrs Omotayo who burst
into laughter. Eventually, James had his way and began to take
his leave. I wept as I watched James leave.
Later in the day, my aunty came up with a funny news. She
said that a plane travelling to South Africa from Nigeria was
grounded halfway due to a fight in the plane. The three people
involved in the fight, according to the news, had been sent back
to Nigeria. Not long, we discovered that it was a fight between
James and his elder brother, John who was fleeing Nigeria to
South Africa in order to seek refuge. Little did my father know
that his younger brother would catch up with him in there.
As soon as Mr. Joe the justice heard the news, he swung into
action immediately, taking Moses with him anywhere he went.
My father had already been imprisoned with Toyosi who were
both fleeing Nigeria together. Now all that was left of us was to
know who exactly they connived with to get my mother out of
the prison earlier and ultimately where she was presently.
James had no cause to travel to South Africa anymore. He
would surely ensure that the guilty ones suffered; Toyosi would
have to pay back all his cash she stole while John would pay for
his evil deeds too. There was no iota of pity in James blood for
the guilty ones.
The Chief Warden, as soon as he heard the news of John and
Toyosi’s arrest, made attempt to flee the country to Benin
Republic, but was caught at the border. He definitely had a hand
in everything from A to Z. He was the one who killed the man
who discovered John earlier, just in the name of saving himself.
Now nemesis had caught up with him.
John was helpless when he knew that Toyosi’s husband was
his younger brother. He couldn’t help but weep like a baby, but
no amount of tears would keep him away from the law—the
whole world knew about the case already, so there wasn’t
going to be a way of escape for him.
The truth came to limelight that John and Toyosi actually
intended keeping my mother in jail forever. They were
responsible for her relocation from the first Maximum Prison to
the second maximum prison after paying the Chief Wardens in
charge some amount of money. The pictures John took with
her were actually taken two years after her imprisonment,
having given her the impression that she was being released,
but otherwise, she was relocated.
I went in company of the Judge, Moses, James and my aunty
to the maximum prison where my mother was. I wished to
see her badly—more than anyone else would have wished. I
couldn’t imagine how my tears would flow at the sight of my
mother. Eventually we got to the prison yard and began to
make enquiry.
“We have come to see an inmate,” Mr. Joe said.
“What is her name sir?” asked the warden in charge.
“Hannah,” Moses said.
“Hannah?” the warden asked with a grotesque on his face.
“Yes, Hannah,” we said, envisaging something unpleasant.
“Oh, Hannah…she was hanged just this morning,” the warden
said and I fainted when my aunty signed it to me. Seemed she
was carried away with the sign she was doing that she forgot
that the information would be very much detrimental to me.
My dream had actually come to fulfillment…
would surely ensure that the guilty ones suffered; Toyosi would
have to pay back all his cash she stole while John would pay for
his evil deeds too. There was no iota of pity in James blood for
the guilty ones.
The Chief Warden, as soon as he heard the news of John and
Toyosi’s arrest, made attempt to flee the country to Benin
Republic, but was caught at the border. He definitely had a hand
in everything from A to Z. He was the one who killed the man
who discovered John earlier, just in the name of saving himself.
Now nemesis had caught up with him.
John was helpless when he knew that Toyosi’s husband was
his younger brother. He couldn’t help but weep like a baby, but
no amount of tears would keep him away from the law—the
whole world knew about the case already, so there wasn’t
going to be a way of escape for him.
The truth came to limelight that John and Toyosi actually
intended keeping my mother in jail forever. They were
responsible for her relocation from the first Maximum Prison to
the second maximum prison after paying the Chief Wardens in
charge some amount of money. The pictures John took with
her were actually taken two years after her imprisonment,
having given her the impression that she was being released,
but otherwise, she was relocated.
I went in company of the Judge, Moses, James and my aunty
to the maximum prison where my mother was. I wished to
see her badly—more than anyone else would have wished. I
couldn’t imagine how my tears would flow at the sight of my
mother. Eventually we got to the prison yard and began to
make enquiry.
“We have come to see an inmate,” Mr. Joe said.
“What is her name sir?” asked the warden in charge.
“Hannah,” Moses said.
“Hannah?” the warden asked with a grotesque on his face.
“Yes, Hannah,” we said, envisaging something unpleasant.
“Oh, Hannah…she was hanged just this morning,” the warden
said and I fainted when my aunty signed it to me. Seemed she
was carried away with the sign she was doing that she forgot
that the information would be very much detrimental to me.
My dream had actually come to fulfillment…
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