Now We Rebel

Being a Bad boy for once

If there’s a particular thing that many adults are jealous of with a young person in light is their youthful exuberance. The fact that it can be very exasperatingly rebellious, exactly.
Now when I was about to write this piece, I wanted it to be a compilation of a few rebellion stories from if-they-choose-to-be-disclosed persons but none turned up so… Here’s mine.😊

Recently, my mum and a friend were discussing and her friend made a statement. She said “It’s as if the only word our fathers learnt is ‘Disown'” She wondered aloud why they always used that word in threatening their kids.
Randomly, I’ve wondered, what if my Dad disowned me?😅 It seems like an extreme thought, right? But why did I think of something like that?

You know, as the first child of the house, you can tend to face a great deal of trouble with siblings and you’re mostly blamed for it by your parents. One time, it happened and I wanted to defend myself and tell them what really happened but I couldn’t. The training isn’t that way. You’d be a witch. The worst misconception of the whole story was made about me
You also know that some African parents don’t apologize right but sometimes they add extra meat to your food, right? Or did they buy you ice cream? Well, I noticed the treatment some days later and well… What if I had talked when they were talking? They’d have concluded me rebellious 😅

International Pastors and Partners Conference 2017, My father refused my attendance after my begging and begging. It was rare to get a slot, I told him. He blatantly refused. I had accommodation, he should not worry about that, I told him. He said No. So I thought, what if I just packed my bags and bolt straight to The Loveworld Convocational Arena (LCA), what would happen? Will he disown me? Would he say I should no longer go to church? I mean what’s the worst that could happen? He’d beat me blue and black?
I sha didn’t go. I went to school while my Teens’ Chuch guys came to pepper my face with stories. Did I cry? Yes! Have I been refused another opportunity like this? Yes!

But what if I was a bad boy really, that God talk doesn’t get me excited. What if I was a truant, a smoker or I’m in a bad gang?
I’m just making ‘church’ requests and they are saying no to some of them… Okay, na…😏
I told my mum this and immediately her face went red and she warned me sternly not to say such again 😅

All in all, I’ve not been a Bad Child. Ask my parents.
By the way, the sin of rebellion is the sin of witchcraft. So if you’re rebellious in the place of godly instructions, for example under your parents’ instructions, the church, my dear, you are a witch!😅

In my subconscious memory, I’d say my first and ever rebellion against the norm of being a good boy is playing sporty bet games! Ha!😅 You didn’t see that coming, I bet.

It didn’t at the first start as a deliberate rebellion. I was just curious as someone was able to multiply his stake returns even up to 20x. The guy who ‘showed’ me the ropes won’t wait that long cause like any betting platform, you could lose your money, you could lose your money. He also staked small amounts of money like N30 or even N10 but he was able to withdraw over a thousand naira.
I indicated interest and I created the account! There, conscience pricked me because it felt wrong right? It-is-wrong? But I convinced myself that it was necessarily not a sin and pushed my moral conscience to one side. Even if it was against the moral ethics of being a good boy, I was damn going to be a bad boy!😂

It kinda turned out kinda great. I made 4x my money but things got sour. I soon began to lose the stakes plus the stake returns. Of course, I wasn’t going to fuel the account to stake more! Who born monkey give am banana?😅 Abeg o!
That N250 that is there will be all. I tried reaching out to the guy ’cause he said he had (bought) a ‘legit rope’ around which he was able to skip around losses. ‘That way you made more gains than losses’ he said. I asked the guy for the rope. Guy ignored me. I lost all my stakes and immediately I deactivated the account. Biko, it’s not my money that some company would siphon like that. If you ask me, is that guy still making his money from there? Yes, in fact, cool cash. Am I tempted? Mbah! God forbid! No😅

Omo! To be rebellious is actually expensive! Imagine I wanted to live that kind of lifestyle with the idea that “It’s not all the time you win, you just have to play wisely”, I’d continually have to fund the betting account even though I did win something (or not)
Imagine, a girl who wants to be rebellious and live the I-do-whatever-I-want, it’s expensive! You need to change of clothes, you need to maintain a level of social status and influence. You might also need a new house when you get kicked out of your parents’. What does this mean? You need money, Sis! Money!😅 To maintain and sustain that lifestyle, you need money!

There’s more I really want to write on this. Being regarded as unconventional means you are sometimes regarded as rebellious because you don’t want to agree with everyone- agree with conventionality. For example, in the state of Nigerian politics, many of my friends have support for Peter Obi and the Labour Party. These guys have grown to be a huge thorn to the regular ruling parties and they are growing. My Dad too is a part of this movement.
Even though I think he is quite a candidate (probably the one whom I’d support if…), I just have my reserves regarding following the crowd. So sometimes, I’d just blurt out “Tinubu for President” to intentionally taunt my friends. Of course, this exercise is a do-not-try-at-home exercise as you don’t want to read another blog post that was written in the place of tears. One that was caused by a father’s whip, not intercession.

I’d write more about this later. Perhaps when people finally give me entries.😅
In the meantime, Be good. Peace

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