The Party Scare
The meal in the party was so delicious. The caterer wash him hand to cook the food. Na so I dey chop dey lick the cutlery & my lips make I no waste even the oil.
My dental arrangement forces me to use toothpicks or floss. Meat particles must stick, except I take extra care which I did not because of the savouriness of the meal. So when I chop the plenty meat, & still enjoying the yumminess of the mede mede, I just comot the toothpick from the wrapper begin remove meat particles from my teeth.
What! The toothpick don turn green.
I come panic small. Wetin happen to my teeth? When the teeth decay
reach the one wey e dey turn toothpick green? Negbe e ! Chiokike
kwe nha ojo! I exclaimed in Ikwerre language.
Growing up, my Mama would from time
to time examine our teeth to ensure we were brushing well and not developing
any tooth problems. Often, she would find plaque & removing it would be the
assignment for the period. I no understand why children no dey gree brush teeth
o. But now, I no take the cleaning of my teeth play o; how come this thing
escape my notice, I was flustered with wonderment & some disbelief. No,
something must be wrong somewhere but having had green teeth in the past, I was
confused.
Na so I take style check the other
end of the toothpick; at least make I use that side try to see which kind color
e go comot from my mouth.
Ah, my mind come rest, that one
already dey green. Chai, these packaging don too much o. E even reach
toothpick. Na later I come hear say depending on the flavor
the toothpick could be yellow, red, white or even pink. The Green was flavored
with mint.
Chai, I come breath well, this boy wan give me High BP. When he finish him Honeymoon we go see for Office. Lol



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