Whose Party Will You Attend?

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Engr. Kolade is happy today. He clocked fifty and against all odds his wife gave birth to a baby boy. They have been married for fifteen years without a child. Part of his joy is that is the child will be named on his fiftieth birthday. The ceremony is attended by his colleagues in the construction industry where he is prominent for his many giant strides in the business. It hopes to be a great day. There was food to eat and assorted drinks to accompany it. The guests came in their numbers. From the church, family relatives, business partners, neighbors, and well-wishers.

The Anglican priests were on the ground to anchor the naming ceremony. The live band was on the ground to give many beautiful renditions as the crowd danced away. As I watched from a distance, I couldn't help but join in the celebration. I danced away with the youths dancing shaku-shaku, Skelewu, azonto but when they brought the one-corner dance style, I left them. That dance style looks more like a madness exhibition.

Praise The Lord!

The priest halted the session of dance to name the child. Engr. Kolade brought out a long list of names to name the child. You know, in this case, many people have suggested different names to call the child. The list was very long, I exaggerations.

We name this child, Samuel, Majemu, Adekola, the son of Kolade.

All that we're present chanted the name of the child as the priest mentioned it one after the other. Then food was served.

This is my place of concern.

For those who wanted to eat morsels, they were one wrap of semolina, a very big chunk of meat, and one croaker fish. For those who chose to eat rice, it was one chunk of meat and Moi-Moi (beans pudding). While the food serving, in was taken note of the difference between what was served.

So, when the waiters got to me, I bluntly told them to serve me semolina. This is one special feature of a party organized by the Yoruba people. They feed them to their fill.

Every weekend, I just prepare my Senegalese kaftan in search of where a party is hosted and seat in their midst to be served food.

College days were rough when it comes to pocket money from our parents due to low income and distance from home.

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One weekend, after we have searched all town for a party and none could be found, at the end of the southern part of the town, we found the Igbo people celebrating some sort of end-of-year program. We got there right on time. So, we sat and they began to serve.

At first, I waited to see what kind of food they were serving, only to discover that it was nothing to compare with the other parties I have been attending. The rice was so much on the plate but with a tiny cut of meat.

From that day, I learned that the Yoruba, Ijebu most especially can do anything to organize a very good party.

Today, being a Saturday, and as usual, in the city Lagos, there are several parties especially wedding reception, which would you advise to attend?

I know what's coming to your mind now. We attend parties for different purposes. Some attend to show their newly styled clothes while some just want to hook up with their friends after ages. Some just want to unwind. For me, apart from looking good, it's also an avenue to try out different cuisines. I am some sort of foodie if you like to call me that.

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The last party I attended was in Epe, an Ijebu part of Lagos. Men, those people they do party. I bet you haven't seen it better when it comes to party like it is done in Epe.

Fresh fish soul. I mean some kind of fish you some see in the common market. I traveled like two hours within Lagos just to experience the party in Epe, I am proud to say that it was worth it.



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That dance style looks more like a madness exhibition

Actually, it is 🤣🤣🤣

Wow.... It's nice to hear that the Youruba are good at organizing party and making sure there is enough food, meats and drinks.

Today is Saturday, maybe, I should look for a party and attend. 🤭

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I am on my way to one party already. Let's see how the groove goes.

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Hahhahah.... Please wait up for me, let me dress up 🥺

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You reminded me of my hostel days when some of my friends would go, uninvited to a nearby banquet hall where a marriage function was held almost every day. They would go in their best clothes and were never caught. Even the waiters knew that they were intruders but they never disclosed it 'cause they were scared of thrashing.

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Ahaha. Those were crazy times when we do some kind of odd stuff in an attempt to either Quench thirst or hunger or youthful exuberance.

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😂 You would have danced the "One corner" with them na... It's so crazy indeed.

Parties with lots of food is always the deal, I love it when I get enough food and side dishes at a party.. It's always memorable for me.

Seems your weekend went really well with all those parties especially the Epe own 😃 hope you brought some home sha

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Dance kwa. That dance style is crazy and out of the world. I can't imagine myself hanging on a pole in dance.
Attending parties here is a different thing entirely. You are fed to the brim with a lot of souvenir to go with.

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That's great to hear, maybe you'll invite me for one of those parties 😃

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But for your busy schedule in school, I will gladly do.

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Hmm very thoughtful of you, thanks anyways

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party hunters. Well done ehn. Abeg, just call for the next party you see. I get some guinea wey don tay for house

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Ahahah. LWKMD
Alright. I got you beuv. Next thing Nah to starch and iron the guinea.

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