Eating overfeeding and how I suffered because it

photo is mine

This gist that I am about to give you guys happened some years back, and it was one of my most embarrassing moments that I have got to experience, honestly overfeeding is definitely a sin, eat what you know and and eat moderately, there is a saying that goes in pidgin “na free thing dey purge belle”, which means most people are likely to abuse free things and there by getting into trouble.

While we were still at our previous apartment, a couple was transferred to the area from Lagos, according to them they have been married for more than 6years with no issue, so when they came they started attending the Redeemed church at the end of the street, they both became a worker in the church and they were very diligent with their work, the couple was one of the sweetest couple I knew of, very kind and calm Yoruba couple, so finally! God did it for them, the woman became pregnant and everybody was so happy for her, after some months she delivered twins a boy and girl, the street was overjoyed, every was very happy.

And you know when its a yoruba couple, they always take party seriously, on the seventh day the naming was to be held in the church, I never knew that the child dedication we take so seriously from the south south is actually vice versa for the western people, they take the naming ceremony more seriously, when my siblings and I got to the church, everywhere was decorated so beautifully, they hired caterers and a DJ, wow! The ceremony started, everywhere was filled up both and down and even outside, the babies was were given so many sweet name, but my main concern was the food, Lol..

It was a serve yourself kind of party, guys you needed to see me in action, firstly I went for rice and chicken, I finished it because omo!! The food was so sweet, I went back again and this time it was for swallow, I need to taste the almighty Amala and Ewedu soup, it slapped so hard, it was so sweet that I suspected that they probably used white maggi to cook it, nevertheless I couldn’t help my self but went back again to collect another round, I finished it and it was as if I had swallowed a whole human in my stomach, when I got home home I rejected my mothers food and went straight to bed.

The next day my sisters and I were to go to the market to do some shopping for school, while were going my stomach started to give me some bad signs, I started farting out bad air, my sisters gave me a good advice to back and use the toilet but I disagreed and tagged along, when we got to the market, I started releasing the air back to back, my stomach was just to making some really silly sounds and was bent on disgracing my enemy and not me, it was as if the watery poo was almost reaching my pants, ahh I had to run back to bus stop and boarded a bus back home without them knowing sef, I entered the bus and was killing everyone with smelling farts, one lady in the bus couldn’t bear it, she started swearing for the person that was farting o, Lol..

The poo was literally a fart away, I got home and flashed into in the rest room and released all the rice and chicken, the amala and ewedu I had eaten previously from the party and I breathed heavily, when I got to the parlour it was then I realized that my dad and some his friends were having a meeting and I didn’t greet any of them, messed up big time!!

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