I called for help but nobody could reach me. After about seven seconds, people had gathered and before they could do anything, I was already submerged, I was gone. So sad😪
It all started from one random Monday evening shortly after choir rehearsals. My happy self was strolling out of the chapel before three ladies approached me (they know themselves🙄) and were trying to sweet talk me into joining one random committee like that and I’m like”🙅” They didn’t give up and still went ahead to be precise. They told me that they’d like me to work in the children’s department of a Rural outreach with them. First of all when you talk about rural outreaches, I’m usually not interested for no reason😠. For the children’s department talk, I’ve never even had such experience, I mean… all I know is fashion and style😂. Well, in a long run, with the convincing powers of the female gender, I eventually agreed to be on their committee and at once I commenced planning. Anticipation gradually built to the maximum that I already planned a photoshoot there, a place I had no idea of how it looked (your McE is so weird😪) I anticipated to the extent that I didn’t sleep a night before 12th of May (the outreach day). I had already gotten my outfit ready and when morning came, I was the second to get into the bus that would convey us. Thank God I got my favourite seat. As at exactly 7:38am, the bus moved. I had relaxed thinking it was going to be a long journey but contrary to my expectation in less than two hours , we had gotten to our destination. It looked like twenty minutes in my eyes.
Thanks to Oreoluwa who was my seat and gist partner all through the trip. That girl is not boring, she has gists😉😉.
The first thing that amazed me when we alighted was something I had not seen in a while. A lagoon.
It looked like it didn’t have an end. Me being too used to Ikeja was so dumbfounded at the new sight. I was so scared to even go near until a group of “Egbons” that were really smoking hard got irritated by my girly attitude😫. They started to mock. One said and I quote ” Shey Obirin ni e ni, Okunri to ti dagba bayi. Ashey o tie le” I was already boiling. I just got motivated and out of shame and anger mixed together😂, I went closer until I was a few inches close to the water, fear gripped me, various thoughts came in. At some point I was like “what if the spiritual forces in the water drag me in” After a while I was helped into the water by some fishermen I had some good time with.
I went around the village and I found really beautiful scenes, so many artistically looking mud houses. Some were supported with irregularly cut wood logs. Almost all their roofs were made with dried palm leaves.
I spoke to the kids of Ikosi about “Dressing well and good hygiene ”
I really had to be simple enough with my vocabulary and at a point I had to force out my Yoruba accent. Pheeeew.. (Y’all don’t want to hear how it sounded). We played a lot of games together and thank God, the children liked it.
Generally the people of ikosi were really hospitable and accommodating.
Directed and photographed by- Abiodun Odu (@oduologyworks)