I 'LL TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN

AM I STILL LIVING? (6)

Nothing is as funny and enjoyable as watching the "moving houses and forests/trees" through the windscreen of moving vehicle. Few minutes after our bus left the park, the cool breeze that was blowing into the moving vehicle caused my mother to sleep. I kept watching the moving houses and forests that tended to move in the opposite direction. At intervals, my mother would wake and checked on me and our luggage to make sure all were in order.

When it seemed that the driver felt pressed, he decided to stop over and urged everyone on board to go off the bus and ease off their body. I got taken down by my mother to ease myself. It was then I started feeling so pressed that I needed to passed out feaces. My mother had to direct me to where I would poo. She went into the bus and brought out some tissue paper from her hand bag. She cleaned me up with the paper and took back into the bus. As soon as everyone had come back to their seats, the driver alerted the passengers and continued the journey.

Our vehicle was moving smoothly and the driver was proving his good experience in long journey ride. It was all peaceful as we kept moving till it remained some minutes for us to arrive Enugu our destination, that a sudden gunlike sound was heard.This sound corresponded with the jerking movement. The jerking movement, coupled with the sudden sound heard within the position of our bus caused our driver to slow down his velocity and finally parked at a safe place in order to cross-examine the possible cause of these two phenomena. He got off his seat, stepped down to check the condition of our vehicle. Behold! one of our vehicle's tyres bursted and deflated. Discovering that this happened, the driver announce it to the passengers.He pleaded with us to bear with him as he brought out some readily kept equipment meant to aid change of spoilt tyres from a vehicle. "There seems to be no alternative to waiting with patience", he said. So, my mother and I, together with other fellow passengers had to embrace our fate. We waited till finally, the driver and his assistant person got the bus back in order. Happily, we boarded the vehicle again and continued the journey. It was then getting somehow dark, the evening had began to fall.

Eventually, we got to Enugu later than we programmed our journey. However, my mother and I blessed the name of the Lord that guided us all in the vehicle savely till we got to our destination, despite the delaying incidence on the way. We had to thank the Almighty God.