Subsequent calls unfold a spectrum of emotions. Auntie P joyously shares news of her son securing a good job, praising amidst his mother’s amens. A heartbreaking call follows, with his mother consoling a schoolmate who has just lost her son.

On this particular morning, after a refreshing walk, I indulged in a simple yet satisfying breakfast of yam and free-range steamed eggs, washed down with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

When you entered our lives, we were well-established, providing you with the best. Unlike my early life, you enjoyed privileges—cornflakes, milk, private schools, chauffeurs, colored TV, and overseas vacations. You’ve had a good life, my child. We have also raised you well. We taught you to treat others as you would like to be treated and to make integrity your companion.

KT suggested I try multiple times, but luck was not on my side. I overheard others facing the same issue. I heard a man sitting not too far from my table thanking his wife for having some cash on her, “but for you, this would have been very embarrassing”, he said to the wife who responded with what seemed like a “I got your back always” smile.

“And as for the judiciary, think of the Yoruba word ‘judi,’ which means ‘to shake your bum’.” He playfully shook his behind, and the students erupted in laughter once again, some even exchanging high-fives. “Mr. Jalingo is quite the entertainer,” Dende remarked to his seatmate, Titi, who nodded in agreement.

When I received the transaction alert, the name of the beneficiary caught my attention. It had the same first and last name as my friend, but a different middle name. It was not my friend! Panic set in, and I muttered to myself, “Kini mo se yi?” which translates to “What have I done?” Let’s refer to the unintended recipient as TKK.

They don’t like long discussions. So, our discussions last for about 5 minutes each time. My husband complains about this all the time but for me, it is ok. They are learning independence. We have a family Whatsapp group but they hardly comment on it. They said they are too busy studying and I understand that. We don’t want to distract them. May you never be distracted from your goals”.

A quick call to my wife or one of my children, and it would be sorted in no time. I had taken their presence and assistance for granted. At 6:30 pm, I decided to head to the Gala, intending to find someone there to help. In the parking lot of the event center, I gave it one more try, and miraculously, I succeeded! I felt happy, relieved, and proud of my persistence.

Around 2 a.m., a thunderous pounding echoed from the main door leading to the communal hallway. The banging was relentless and jarring, accompanied by multiple voices. The leader’s voice boomed, repeatedly shouting, “Toronto bo sode o!” (Toronto, come outside!).