When I was a child, I spoke as a child. I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
SAINT PAUL
Growing up was a bit fun for me, At an early age, I did have lots of fun as I was very energetic and very full of life.
I got tons of superpowers but I'll tell you one which I love the most, that's riling people up with dumb questions with an innocent face.
It is quite funny how adults try to maintain their cool but flare up when they couldn't hold it anymore. Their busting out is like that of a mother whose child ate his or her poo and innocently give some to the mother to taste🤣🤣🤣.
I was practically annoying with no remedy but this memory of mine I'm about to share is a fun one that sticks with me when I couldn't remember others. My brain seems to enjoy having to reminisce on it reminding me of how dumb I was and how a simple yet stupid rhetoric question put me in a very nice incredible place😂😂😂(please have the opposite in mind, it wasn't nice at all).
I loved playing and would have my mate look up to me during play on what should happen next.
This unforgettable day happens to be the day we were having a play at that time, I was very little then with no sense to script out their characters for them, I'd wait for them to finish a scene and then tell them what next to do.
On this beautiful day that turned sour, my mom called me from my incredible play directing and asked me to keep the washed tea kettle in, mind you there was no gas then, we made use of firewood but my mom always love her kitchen utensils clean and shiny, that's why she took liberty in having then washed.
Innocent me or mainly dumb me asked a simple yet rhetorical question, where?
I stay in the house and know where things are kept but damn! I was play directing, my mind was there not in what my Ma said.
She did answer me though, in a very simple yet cruel way that brought to my tears that day. She said to put it on the bed🤣🤣🤣🤣.
Oh wow, did I do as ordered?
Yes, dearest readers, I did. She had just perfectly laid a beautiful white bed sheet that day and had her room well cleaned since she was home.
And... Right there incredibly smart-me 🤣🤣🤣🤣 so very smart-me kept the tea kettle on the bed.
Oh boy, was I cuddled after the event?
Yes, lots of cuddling and sweet talks were showered on meðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜.
I did go back to my play and continued directing only to be met with a rod right on my butt... Fiiaaa.
It seems thunder flashed through that minute for I would have sworn I saw it stayed for hours. I ran with no energy to look back but continued forward.
When I got home that day with pitiful doe eyes my mom gave me lots of food and pampered me to sleep. A little tap during midnight changed the storyðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ it was a terrible occurrence. No one came to my aid, I promised my mom a lot if she would leave me. I promised her the stars and heaven itself but all I saw was hell😂😂😂.
Right there I knew there was a difference between Cain in the Bible and cane(rod).
It was a pitiful experience, please pity my misfortune that day and do not laugh.
This is my response to the contest on Comedy Open Mic, you can also join here. Comedy-rumble
Thanks for your time. I appreciate you all for the pitiful glances shared on my behalf.
Still, yours truly Balikis
Signing out with lots of pampering and cuddles I received that day. Pheew!!!!
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