Everyone Has a Story

By Sunday Eyitayo Michael

We all have a story, don't we?

Tayo takes us on a journey to his childhood with stories about his growing on a story island.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sunday Eyitayo Michael
• Release date: Dec 5, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311906717

Sunday Eyitayo Michael

BoSs. Writer. Son. Brother. Friend. Lover. Engineer.Big mind, awesome personality.

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Everyone has a story

by Sunday Eyitayo Michael

Copyright 2014 Sunday Eyitayo Michael

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Table of content

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

CHAPTER ONE

A long time ago; almost a century after the final departure of the great god of the west, Oduduwa, I was merely ten years old then. I started with a broad smile and my kids listened in amazement as we sat in a circle on the beach.

"I lived on this awesome island which existed in the mid Pacific Ocean, It was the perfect definition of honey-land - 'a land of milk and honey', a land that had never seen or known darkness, sadness, and invasion. Unlike most other islands, Itutu Kilomin does not sit on the waters of the ocean, rather it sits in it; shielded at it borders by fifteen feet height of fresh water. It land never ceased being green and not once have we, its inhabitants lacked what to eat or drink. Every morning, a new kind of water moves around the island so that we could enjoy varieties of taste even in our drinks. Our land was so beautiful that when the sun shines, it reflects it image on the skies and when seen by even ourselves, we never ceased being amazed.

There was this common similarity amongst the aged people in our community; incomplete body parts or knife cuts that formed symbols on their skins; seemed more like cuts from blunt knives.

Baba Agba’s symbol like four other of his colleagues was a half cut left ear. According to him, years ago, they lived in the land of Itumokuru, a land on lands and amongst lands. Sited on a mountain, yet it flourished both in wealth and in strength. Then, Oduduwa was in flesh; he lived with them and defended them from all invaders who wanted to take them out of the land as slaves and some others who wanted to take over the lands and wealth of the Itumokuru’s people. Nevertheless, the land was in peace because everyone feared the people due of the presence of Oduduwa, no one even dared to come close, except friends of the land. Oduduwa could tell when a foe was close to the boarders of the land and even before they reach the boarders, he would have conquered them.

Alexander the great tried once but Oduduwa defeated him and made him a slave for twelve years before letting him go back to his people. The way Baba Agba explains his magnificent nature and structure, I wished I did saw him, his explanations seems so much like exaggerations to me because I had seen no one like that on Itutu Kilomin island; shoulders of brass, a little more than ten feet tall, chest made from rocks and large, broad and strong arms.

That peace continued until after Oduduwa’s departure from his people. It was as though he had betrayed them. The other towns had being waiting for such an opportunity for a long time and he knew that, he also knew they were ready to wait longer if need be, they had even set a two hundred century plan for other generations to see and focus on that same goal. Now it has been given to them on a platter, sooner than they had expected. Fifteen great towns came together and conquered the land, displaced them and made them all live and sleep like and with sheep at riverbanks. When Baba Agba reaches this part of the story, I notice his wrinkled hands shiver and his aging, close-to-blind eyes, teary. It made me understood how much he had suffered during this period. As I looked at him, I felt as though blue ice from the ocean’s deepest part had been placed on my teeth and fire ran through my blood. He would then continue after succeeding in masking up all those emotions. To make the matters worse, as they lay by the banks one night, some foreign invaders came in, on large wooden, fearless animals that could