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Thursday, September 09, 2021

Dr Freaks Journal - What Christmas Meant To Olakunle "The Village Boy" -

As a matter of practice, I set up my "Christmas tree" as early as 24 November of every year (exactly 30 days before Christmas. 

I partly grew up in Western Region and Ondo State. By the time Ekiti State was created on 1 October 1996, I was long gone.

As a matter of practice, I set up my "Christmas tree" as early as 24 November of every year (exactly 30 days before Christmas. Wait a minute, do I believe in the celebration of Christmas? 

Does it really matter what I believe (in) or not? 

All I can tell my reader for free is that as a matter of practice, I deliberately refuse to take my bath on that day and I do not step out of my little enclave but I do not fail to devour wifey's fried rice and crush the chicken or turkey bone, depending on the one my money can buy. "God no go shame us!"

Meanwhile, Christmas is still four (4) months away!

If you grew up in my hood, this may bring back some memories, however, the "ajebotas" may find my story a little bit odd and or "not tush" but please bear with this "village boy".

Christmas in the village commenced as early as the last week of November. Mothers would bring out the well packaged Christmas trees and decorations. They never forgot to adorn the trees and the ceiling with the lightings and decorations.

 How I looked forward to the season! Everything about the season was thrilling save for the moment when the son of man would have to present his report card to "Baba Agric" (my father) of blessed memory. Olakunle loved school, but same could not be said of academics! 

How did I even become a lawyer today? 

Self discovery. Hardwork. Self awakening. A story for another day. Primary school was okay. Secondary was "just there joor." Well, back to the story of Christmas. Schools vacated from the first (or second) week of December and what that meant was that we could play as much as our parents and guardians could/would allow. My December "docket" was forever full.

 I was actively involved in the church's choir and the school theatre group. I always got drafted into the end-of-the-year activities and I never failed to act the role of either one of the disciples or the active "crucifiers" of the Christ. In my church, I also sang and acted on the eve of Christmas.

The meat of this piece is the short list of the memorable events that characterized the season.

Shall I start with the most mischievous? We had this "locally-made" guns made from bicycle "spokes". If you wanted a louder and better amplified sound you would go for that of a motorbike. The sound was unmistakable. We would load the "chambers" with match (gun) powder and "cork the gun" and hit the covering lid (usually a nail) against a hard surface thus throwing the neighbourhood into a state of pandemonium. 

Not every young man could afford fireworks and banger at the time but "we" could all afford this particular "gun" and we were just happy! Those were the good old days. In the days to follow, mothers would buy Christmas cloths and the tailors would play tin gods, the ones who were magnanimous enough to take late orders would disappoint, but we always had a "plan B." Then, here comes the D-Day! Youngsters would move from household to household "greeting them for 'odun'" and the "waka-about" continued for another few days and all through 1 January.

For me, the highlight was the "shooting" of our "locally made guns." How I looked forward to the season!

Today, "we" are "old men and women" and Christmas is no longer what it used to be and mean to us. All we do these days is to just sit down and reminisce about the good old days.

Stay Safe..
Its Kunle!


  1. Now this is a reminder that I need a Christmas tree

    1. Waiting until Christmas day to unvail one's Christmas clothes.

      You dare not allow any outsider have a peep at this special dress before the day, or your siblings will report to your parents.

  2. I don't even know what children of this generation are enjoying. Plenty fun times during Christmas. We look forward for those aunties and uncles that come from town and dash us mint N10 or N20. Our block rosery will organise Christmas Carol. We move from house to house praying for families and they will dash us money.

    1. Good old days.. Christmas Carol was a lot of fun.. House to house and collecting money..
      I miss childhood.

    2. 😂 we always looked forward to traveling down to village all the way from the north. The journey was so interesting. Playing all bonny M tracks, Kenny Rogers, Jim Reeves et al. Thanks to my mum, we had coolers of rice,chicken,beef,fish and drinks. Then snacks of cake, chin chin and biscuits. Ohhhh arrival at 10/11pm was so much fun. The morning after is the highlight, grandma and her age grades come to dance and entertain us. Mpa (God bless his soul) will drive to Aba and buy 🐐 and 🐓,😅. He never failed to make sure that everyone who visited went home with a bag of edibles. My cousins will showup with bangers and knackout (how they pronounce it then 😂). Some days, We go 🐿 and 🐇 hunting 🤣. That one na to roast and chop with peppered oil 😂…….. shieeegeeee. Grandma’s stew and soup with cold eba was Za bomb…..🤤🤤🤤.

      Another highlight na 26th(our own Christmas Day) masquerade dancing, umu amuramu dancing, gun powder shooting, singing competition and football competition all at the village square and primary school field.

      Preceding days saw us visiting the rest of my cousins who live in neighboring villas and finally my mum’s villa for their own celebration as her big brother is Eze Ikoro…… omoooooo the entire 2 weeks we spend is fun-packed. We look forward to every 2years of visitation…… Good old days 😫😫😫

  3. brought back memories with this write-up.

  4. 😂😂😂 How did I even become a lawyer? This got me laughing.

    😂😂 You no dey baff on Christmas day. Why?

    😂😂😂 You love school but not academics. So what were you doing in school then?

    In short, the whole write-up got me laughing. Thanks.

  5. I need to install this Xmas tree ohhh.

  6. The good old days... Hmmm.
    I remember wearing new pant ,chicken in one hand and outside calls to display with other children doing same.

  7. Sad... Children were free to run around and eat food from neighbors. You can't try it now with the insecurity, perverts and bad wishers around

  8. You had an interesting childhood Kunle

  9. Wow Mr Kunle you really had fun ooh and your narration superb. i always enjoy your write up.

  10. Remember going from house to house to sing.. dance.. praise during block rosary days.. chai.. life was sweet o back then .. nothing like hate.. even eating from your neighbors food.

  11. Nostalgic feelings...


  12. Chai I remember that gun o, may grandma soul rest in peace, she's always shouting on us for wasting her matches, the good old days

  13. Wow, memories!!!
    The good old days where children are free to mix up with other kids without being scared.
    God bless you Kunle.

  14. Good ol' days... Thank you Mr Kunle 🙂

  15. "Today, "we" are "old men and women" and Christmas is no longer what it used to be and mean to us. All we do these days is to just sit down and reminisce about the good old days"........

    The line made me ponder.
    Guess what I'm thinking ??
    Childhood Vs Adulthood life.
    Adulthood comes with a lot of responsibilities ,maybe that is why Christmas is not like what it used to be to adults not for children....just saying.

  16. Christmas carols by block rosary centres were very fun.

    Ndi nwe ulo, anyi abiarula...were obi Chineke na bata anyi( this was our first song anytime we move from one house to the next)

  17. Good old memeories Mr. Kunle!!!
    It is also called KNOCK OUT
    I could remember how i used to bribe my cousins with my fish head then so dat they could make one for me from spoilt grandpa's bicylce.

  18. ... U would wear ur goggle(that type of Baba Sala) with white stockings and koko shoes
    Moving from one house to another and been served drinks like Vimto, Krest, Sprite, Fanta, they would share d drinks in cups for us
    At times water will b added if it was enuff depending on the number of children that were there.
    Gd old days...


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