Chapter 04~ Growing On The Streets...

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As the sharp kid that I was, I followed a road that lead to a path. And the path lead into another town. A town that was unknown to me but a voice in my head kept saying I should go and keep going and I did just that.

I took time and, about one or two hours trecking, I got to the middle of Gbadeogun. Luckily for me, It was market. It was market day in that village so I took time to observe my new surrounding. There were people here and there buying, selling,  laughing and gisting.

Some of the women were selling cooked food in a restaurant while others were frying Akara (bean-cake) behind. Just as my eyes caught the view, my hungry stomach cried to me for a piece. It grumpiness left me with nothing but more sharp pains and headaches. I stood and sat, watching which of these activities I would take part in. I was only seven at this time.

At four hours on unsteady feet, I ventured forth and discovers the world isn't as easy as I thought it would be.

They fasten their attention upon me in a crazy manner. Don't ask me whom? The passers-by.
I remember... When I tripped and fell in the market, some kind passers-by helped me up. And that was it, they left me again without asking questions while I was expecting questions like; Poor boy, where are you going? Where are you from? Have you eaten at all Or are you even from here?

Even at that age, I knew the market place involves the meeting of people there at a particular time. And that it's an authorised public centre for buyers and sellers of commodities to meet. I knew they would all go back to their different destinations soon and I would be left alone whether I've concluded on a decision or not.

In Nigeria, the operational days of markets vary from place to place. While some are open everyday of the week (participants are mostly residents of that community), and the kinds of information that are common in such markets are mainly local information about what is going on in the town, and gossips about current happenings or scandals. Others have a cycle which may range from three to seven days (participants are residents and non-residents of that community), depending on the part of the country, Gbadeogun market was one of the three days markets in Nigeria.

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