James, my brother, loves to go out for walks, go swimming, and enjoy his leisure time to the fullest. He will always call me Nnenne; come, let's go for a walk.
I don't like going for a walk, am an indoor person, bring all your activity inside the house, let's have fun. But he won't just let me be, except I am not close to him.
On one occasion, he called me and asked what I was doing inside the house, and I told him nothing; he then asked me if I wouldn't go to the carnival being hosted at our village square, and I said No. I would rather have my beauty sleep than go into that noisy place with different body odors.
He smiled and said No problem, just dress up and escort me to get a fresh fish for pepper soup. I had forgotten that he always tricked me into going places with him, foolish me because I had fish pepper soup; I went in wearing my short jeans knicker, a tank top, and flat slippers; I told him I was ready.
We went out along the line, I noticed that we were not going in the direction of the market but the village square, I stopped in my tracks and asked him where exactly are we going, and he turned with a funny smirk on his face, he said we are going for carnival.
I was pissed, and I told him this small gift of time that I was giving you, you want to misuse it. He told me that he was the one giving me his own time, not me; I turned to go back home. I was really angry, and as I turned my back, I felt a cold drip dropping on my back.
It turns out that he had poured me water, he just knew how to get me to join him every time to do whatever he wanted, I couldn't hold back, I bought water, and we started splashing each other water before you know, what was just the two of us turn to the entire youth water party.
We turned the carnival into a water carnival; when I was tired and wanted to go home, my brother did the unthinkable, he just lifted me and carried me on his shoulder to the main carnival ground. I was kicking him and shouting that he should drop me or I would break his head; he asked me with what, that thing I call hand.
You have my permission to go ahead and break my head, I have no option but to beg him to drop me; that's how I went to the carnival unprepared. But I had fun, with my brother around, there was no dull moment
After the festive period that year, my brother had an accident; it was terrible; when I went to the hospital to see him, he was just quiet and looking like a lost soul; the once jovial, cheerful, and funny brother of mine was gone.
Nothing excited him anymore; I was lost in my thoughts, thinking of how best I could bring out the person he was before when the doctor walked in and asked to see me in his office. The news he broke to me was heartbreaking; I can't even relate it to him cause it will break his already broken spirit.
The doctor told me I am not sure your brother can walk again, but all you have to do for him now is to give him all the quality attention and care cause he will need a lot of it ,if you want him to recover fast.
That is when I decided there and then to give back to him what has always given to me, which is the gift of time. I will go to his hospital bed; he loves singing off-tunes always and will be shouting as if he's on stage, so I decide to sing off-tunes like him. That was the first time in days, I saw him smile, he asked me not to tell people that am his sister cause that would be a big embarrassment to his personality, cause what kind of terrible voice is that, I told him that's how his sings, he refused he become lively again and we argued about who has a bad voice.
My mother and father came in and joined in the argument; my mom was supporting him, and my dad was supporting me. He laughed so hard that day that I was happy inside, at least he was bright again. I keep making him happy. I gave all the time I have in this world for him, but in the end, I still lost him to the cold hand of death, but I am happy that I gave him my all.
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