I woke up that beautiful morning and walked out of my room closing behind me the wooden door. As I stepped out, I heard noises and a cry that sounded like that of an elderly woman who lived in the same compound with me. The cry was so loud and I heard voices of some people petting her to stop crying. I kept hearing "ndo ndo biko" meaning "sorry sorry please' and was wondering what could have happened to this person.
I rushed back in and called my friend to come and listen to what I was hearing. She came out and we started contemplating on what could be happening. I asked her "are you sure somebody didn't die in this our compound?" She said "I dunno oo..we just woke up. So, how could I have known?" It was then we decided to go and check to see who was crying and why she was crying.
We got out and entered the yard. I guessed right! It is mama that was crying. We saw a number of people (whom we guessed to be her extended family members) hanging in different corners in the yard while some where holding her and pulling her loff the ground. She was on the floor and rolling in the dust.
So, We(me and my friend) walked towards somebody and asked "bros abeg wetin happen? Who die?" He then said "hmmm...na mama goat ooo...her goat die" huh? Me and my friend looked at each other and were like "eyah" we then left this man's front and went towards mama and said "mama ndo ooo..." we left there shocked and angry at the same time.
We got back to our room hissed almost at the same time and started laughing hard "to think this mama's so called goat is just 5months"lol.
To us its just a GOAT but to mama, she lost FORTUNE.
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