A woman was in her shop, all of a sūddēn someone came with an information that her son was been beating for stealing in the next street

"Whatttt, my son was caught stealing again!!!?, ahhh this boy will not kill me ooooo. oya take me to the place please, ahhhhhhhh, take me to the place ooooo" she lamented, closed her shop and started running hurriedly along with the informant.

She got to the scene and found his son "Peter" been beating mercilessly by tons of angry people.

"Ahhhhhhh, please, don't beat my son oooooooo, please, I beg you in the name of God, he's my son, I'm sorry for whatever he did, please, pardon him " she pleaded postrating and crying out to them to get her son released

"Hey, woman, so you're the mother of this bloody thief, your son was caught trying to steal money, see, na God save him oo, we for kìll am today. Thief.." one of them said out of anger still holding the wooden stick firmly with sweats all over his body

"See, mummy, na you we dey respect oo, if not..., anyways, warn your son very well, let him not try this...