The full moon is shining on top of our sleeping village.
‘Oinka, Oinka come out our forth fathers have shown me a great treasure in my sleep. Let’s dig it from the earth’, whispered mama aba.
‘Mama aba, where’s the treasure?’
‘Take a spoon!’
‘If we are to dig with a spoon we’ll be here all night mama!’
‘Teti sile abo oro mi, omo mi. Listen to me my child. Let’s find that treasure.’
Mama points at the secret place. I dig for a long time but can’t find anything.
‘Are you sure this is the place mama?’
‘Are you doubting our forth fathers?’ she replies sternly.
‘So dig then! Dig as hard as you can!’
When the sun finally rises, I dug the earth to almost one foot.
Mama aba declares:
‘Wisdom is the treasure. You should seek it as hard as you possibly can; without it you will be lost.’
Harmonie Loko (Sade Farotade) Copyright 2010