Silver’s diary


I just said let me go outside and breath in fresh air, as I had been indoors for the last five minutes. So I was looking all around the backyard, seeking nothing in particular but hoping to see maybe a beautiful work of nature. When I no com see, I say make I suck one last fresh air breathe make I waka go inside. That was how I looked up to stretch my arms oh…and started smelling smoke. And then I saw it- pause for effect-I saw the thick smoke going straight up to the sky…aaarghhh!

Dear diary, sorry for not saying hi before I started writing. I am not always this ill-mannered you know. So, hi.

Back to the smoke. This smoke was thick and had a very horrible smell. Oh no! My darling neighbour’s house was on fire! I was confused. Did not know what to do. Ran indoors and out again. I was the only one at home, so no one to call for help. It was a week day (of course- work and school), so there was no one in their house either, except for the always-sleeping gate man and two maids.

I used to know the fire fighters’ emergency number one time in the past. Not anymore. I would have just rung them up. The fire might be more than I was picturing. I told myself to think fast. Think.

And you see, diary mine, this people(my neighbour) are on the high side of life, as in, you know, they are wealthy. So as part of proof of their wealth, their fence is so high ehn- so so high. Therefore I obviously could not see into the burning compound.

Then I did the bravest thing that came to my mind. I went to call the few people that were available on the street to help quench the fire.

Now this is the part I DO NOT like, so tragic. When we gathered at my neighbour’s gate (that one is also very big with no space for spying at the edges), Some of the men decided to try knocking, that is. if the gate man was not sleeping his death-like sleep. After several knocks, the gate was opened. With wide eye na him the gate man take look us as he see rescuers with buckets and detergent. He was just pushed aside as I shouted at him for sleeping while the house was on fire.

We all went to their backyard with the intention of quenching the fire when we saw their two housemaids frantically fanning the fading smoke from a grill. What?! The silly girls were making barbecue on the grill but could not start coal fire any other way except using petrol. So while they were applying fuel to the coal, it poured on the meat too and they lit the grill- with the meat on the grill gauze.

And boom!

You can imagine how stupid I felt diary dear. Imagine that it was even the smoke from after the girls had put off the fire that I saw. No, not just stupid, but humiliated. And to think that I had to go and disturb the street people, some of whom I’m sure were asleep. I was not happy at all.

So it ended up tragic because I was embarrassed, sad and the thought of if I had called fire fighters gave me a hard time smiling throughout the day.

My resolution therefore is not to ever raise any fire alarm first, unless I hear screaming.

I am tired from thinking that “fire fighter” thought. I need to rest my head.


6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. phoyin martins
    Oct 01, 2013 @ 16:06:42

    see b4 u talk huh?! Make e sha no too l8 o



  2. Ameenat
    Oct 08, 2013 @ 11:25:56

    Sowi jare…”Knack ur head on d wall for disturbing others”



  3. dent
    Oct 08, 2013 @ 22:34:21

    reminds me of the story of adamu the shepherd we read in sec school. They might not want to believe u next time o



  4. hrh7
    Dec 29, 2013 @ 00:07:33

    Amazing! Some people eh!



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