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🌹 The Bleeding Rose 🌹
CHAPTER ONE
Rose-stew Living
An attempted suicide had just failed and the whole city of Ajaokuta in complete shock yet the fishermen had added a feather to their caps as they rescued SHOLA who jumped off the popular River Niger bridge into the ever ready river which has an historical record of keeping souls in her belly carefully without mistakes. Indeed SHOLA's case is still a miracle that may never repeat itself until Christ Jesus comes again.
In this place where the third largest steel plant on Earth is located may be not presently but once held such record. Two things so matter as a fact of reality they are the parameters for measuring true success no matter how much you have achieved without at least one of these! Then you are considered a joker of all times.
I call them ' Rose-Stew' ; for an educated child especially one who performs excellently well is considered as a 'rose flower'. For he or she is so cherished that no matter the age! He or she has become a public figure for life then to seal up the matter if such a child is a product of ASCSS or ASPS for the formal is a secondary school while the latter a primary.
Also a commissioned military officer is regarded a 'stew' just as plate of rice is so attractive and celebrated when the touch of a red chicken stew is upon it so was for any family who had a child in the Armed Force but such respect knows no boundaries if your child is an officer like 'Abu Ali' or ' Officer Tolu'. Forward more having both earns you the title ' the Rose'.
Shola Giwa had won almost every medal from ASPS 3 . Now, since she became a student of ASCSS 1, she had registered her name at the school hall of fame to have won the most prestigious award four times straight which is called ' Trophy' so she was name branded ' the tropy daughter'.
'Trophy' was for the overall best at the end of each session, Shola won the junior category all through yet much expection in the air as the last term in the session just started. It was cocksure to say: ' Shola Giwa would pickup the trophy for the second time under the senior category.'
Just last term 'the graphics' had feature her as the big story with GYB presenting an award to her as overall best in the intra state competition of Nigeria Association of Engineers kogi state chapter.
But as at today! Shola had attempted suicide which failed yet leaving the whole state in wonder; what went wrong with the state icon?
who most had predicted would soon become the national envy as she had brought pride and joy to all.
Shola couldn't imagine how much shame she would have to face and the stain which stainless Giwas' would have to battle with for life because she had been put into a family way so this may Justify her action.
When asked later; what went wrong shola?
' Robert Greene! Robert Greene! Robert Greene!' shola screened.
Hmm. . . I think, this story I will tell, will explain Shola's response to the question. My name is Napoleon ( the story teller).
CHAPTER TWO
Senior Joy
Indeed I have never felt such kind of love before, she took me like a baby brother. I did recall without any mix-up how we meant. Just resumed as a JSS 1 student @ the almighty ASCSS 1 with a lot of things for me to move to my class which was at the extreme end of the school. While other new students like me had elderly siblings to support and give them direction but for me! I was the only tree which make up this forest so I carried my cross by myself all alone.
I had fallen off the walk way with my backing bag loaded with books, a locker & chair on my head then with my left hand I held a: cutless, hoe, and broom( these were necessary items to resume with). So she came saying:
' Hello! Dear. I'm sorry for what happened let me help you with your locker and chair.' this was after assisting me up. I will never forget that day because as we went on I heard other students calling that name: ' senior Joy! senior Joy! senior Joy. . .'
Her name is Joy the present assistant senior prefect 2 who was already in SSS 3 so we became friends or will I say she was my school mother and I, her school son. This relationship continued even after she graduated she did visit me at home and even at school to see how I was doing. Indeed she brought me to the state of flying colours even though we had one challenge! I couldn't cope with financial accounting in senior class.
While senior Joy was a lord of accounting who wanted to become an accountant yet I was just the opposite though I had a good accounting teacher ( Mr. Omomoh) still no show yet.
Now mummy will make my visit senior Joy's home friday till sundays so she could help me out.
She was the baby of her home & so was I to her, she was an elder sister I never had. By the way I was the only child of my family so I had access to almost everything in the house although she is strict yet accommodating.
On this fateful day I came across a squeeze paper in a bin inside her room so the content reads:
" Dear Sis,
Thanks a million times; Bobo & I really appreciate the opportunity to drink from this well ( God's help center conference), she served & serviced us both spirit & physical wise with her delicious meal (Labourers retreat).
I am humbly writing to apply for future & life partnership schooling with you ( like am serious oh) yet you know we all have to build capacities in: Academic & Careers, spiritual , physical, financial, & others so it's necessary we face important matters first .
STILL
I needed to declare my manifesto before election starts since I can't stop other candidates' contest (please note I did apply early . . .)
I am not doing this for fun but my sweetest & most learned friend (The Holy Spirit) knows the best for
me.
Lastly, Please! let Mummy know about this because no be backyard Rons I wan do oh, na legit one with Christ Jesus as our foundation.
My mummy, Bro. Chris , & Bobo are already aware so let your people know. Thanks "
I became more confused and troubled then she came into the room.
' what are you doing with my letter? "
Please! I just saw it in the bin so I picked it up but seriously I am confused. What election is the writer contesting for? What kind of scholarship is called: Life partnership?
"Napoleon these things are so complicated for you to understand just wait & grow but for now you must give financial accounting all your time. Ok!" Ok, senior Joy.
Soon she sat on her...
Rose-stew Living
An attempted suicide had just failed and the whole city of Ajaokuta in complete shock yet the fishermen had added a feather to their caps as they rescued SHOLA who jumped off the popular River Niger bridge into the ever ready river which has an historical record of keeping souls in her belly carefully without mistakes. Indeed SHOLA's case is still a miracle that may never repeat itself until Christ Jesus comes again.
In this place where the third largest steel plant on Earth is located may be not presently but once held such record. Two things so matter as a fact of reality they are the parameters for measuring true success no matter how much you have achieved without at least one of these! Then you are considered a joker of all times.
I call them ' Rose-Stew' ; for an educated child especially one who performs excellently well is considered as a 'rose flower'. For he or she is so cherished that no matter the age! He or she has become a public figure for life then to seal up the matter if such a child is a product of ASCSS or ASPS for the formal is a secondary school while the latter a primary.
Also a commissioned military officer is regarded a 'stew' just as plate of rice is so attractive and celebrated when the touch of a red chicken stew is upon it so was for any family who had a child in the Armed Force but such respect knows no boundaries if your child is an officer like 'Abu Ali' or ' Officer Tolu'. Forward more having both earns you the title ' the Rose'.
Shola Giwa had won almost every medal from ASPS 3 . Now, since she became a student of ASCSS 1, she had registered her name at the school hall of fame to have won the most prestigious award four times straight which is called ' Trophy' so she was name branded ' the tropy daughter'.
'Trophy' was for the overall best at the end of each session, Shola won the junior category all through yet much expection in the air as the last term in the session just started. It was cocksure to say: ' Shola Giwa would pickup the trophy for the second time under the senior category.'
Just last term 'the graphics' had feature her as the big story with GYB presenting an award to her as overall best in the intra state competition of Nigeria Association of Engineers kogi state chapter.
But as at today! Shola had attempted suicide which failed yet leaving the whole state in wonder; what went wrong with the state icon?
who most had predicted would soon become the national envy as she had brought pride and joy to all.
Shola couldn't imagine how much shame she would have to face and the stain which stainless Giwas' would have to battle with for life because she had been put into a family way so this may Justify her action.
When asked later; what went wrong shola?
' Robert Greene! Robert Greene! Robert Greene!' shola screened.
Hmm. . . I think, this story I will tell, will explain Shola's response to the question. My name is Napoleon ( the story teller).
CHAPTER TWO
Senior Joy
Indeed I have never felt such kind of love before, she took me like a baby brother. I did recall without any mix-up how we meant. Just resumed as a JSS 1 student @ the almighty ASCSS 1 with a lot of things for me to move to my class which was at the extreme end of the school. While other new students like me had elderly siblings to support and give them direction but for me! I was the only tree which make up this forest so I carried my cross by myself all alone.
I had fallen off the walk way with my backing bag loaded with books, a locker & chair on my head then with my left hand I held a: cutless, hoe, and broom( these were necessary items to resume with). So she came saying:
' Hello! Dear. I'm sorry for what happened let me help you with your locker and chair.' this was after assisting me up. I will never forget that day because as we went on I heard other students calling that name: ' senior Joy! senior Joy! senior Joy. . .'
Her name is Joy the present assistant senior prefect 2 who was already in SSS 3 so we became friends or will I say she was my school mother and I, her school son. This relationship continued even after she graduated she did visit me at home and even at school to see how I was doing. Indeed she brought me to the state of flying colours even though we had one challenge! I couldn't cope with financial accounting in senior class.
While senior Joy was a lord of accounting who wanted to become an accountant yet I was just the opposite though I had a good accounting teacher ( Mr. Omomoh) still no show yet.
Now mummy will make my visit senior Joy's home friday till sundays so she could help me out.
She was the baby of her home & so was I to her, she was an elder sister I never had. By the way I was the only child of my family so I had access to almost everything in the house although she is strict yet accommodating.
On this fateful day I came across a squeeze paper in a bin inside her room so the content reads:
" Dear Sis,
Thanks a million times; Bobo & I really appreciate the opportunity to drink from this well ( God's help center conference), she served & serviced us both spirit & physical wise with her delicious meal (Labourers retreat).
I am humbly writing to apply for future & life partnership schooling with you ( like am serious oh) yet you know we all have to build capacities in: Academic & Careers, spiritual , physical, financial, & others so it's necessary we face important matters first .
STILL
I needed to declare my manifesto before election starts since I can't stop other candidates' contest (please note I did apply early . . .)
I am not doing this for fun but my sweetest & most learned friend (The Holy Spirit) knows the best for
me.
Lastly, Please! let Mummy know about this because no be backyard Rons I wan do oh, na legit one with Christ Jesus as our foundation.
My mummy, Bro. Chris , & Bobo are already aware so let your people know. Thanks "
I became more confused and troubled then she came into the room.
' what are you doing with my letter? "
Please! I just saw it in the bin so I picked it up but seriously I am confused. What election is the writer contesting for? What kind of scholarship is called: Life partnership?
"Napoleon these things are so complicated for you to understand just wait & grow but for now you must give financial accounting all your time. Ok!" Ok, senior Joy.
Soon she sat on her...
