My narrow Escape from Death

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My Narrow Escape from Death

Even though I didn't get much sleep the night before since I was so excited about starting secondary school and today was my first day, it looked like a cool morning. All I have to do is stay with my wristwatch and all the wonderful things my mother bought me when I was a kid. However, before going to bed last night, I programmed my mother's phone to wake her up at five in the morning. My peaceful time is over, and I quickly check that all of my newly acquired items are complete before jumping out of bed at precisely five in the morning. I was unaware that my mother had awakened. When she noticed me, she said, “Have you finished your quiet time?”

It never occurred to me that I would get a surprise hot slap. My only option is to return to my room. The idea of making new acquaintances was all that was going through my head as I pretended to be praying while kneeling and closing my eyes. I started bowing my head in imitation of prayer when my mother arrived to see if I was doing my quiet time. Then she gave me a tap and invited me to join her for family devotions in the parlor.

As we arrive at the family parlor, my father says to me, “I sense that you shouldn't go to school today.” *Aaah,” I murmured, looking at him bluntly. * “Dad, it's nothing; I'll be fine.” * It takes thirty minutes to complete the family devotions. Following that, I learned to welcome my parents as normal. I put on my new wristwatch and proceeded to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, timing my movements to avoid traffic.

As soon as I realized it was precisely 6:30, I hurried to my room, had a bath, and got dressed. However, I still had to skip breakfast that morning to attend my new school assembly. My younger brother was whispering to me as he entered the parlor. Mama is going to school with you. Grumpying and muttering, I pounded the earth with my feet. Next, along with my two younger siblings, my mother entered the parlor.

My mother said, ““Titilayo," will you wait for me at home so that I can take your sibling to school and show you the closest bus you would be taking to your school?" I scowled and replied, ““But Mom, I can find the bus to get to school, and I can go to school alone.” But instead of you waiting for me," she resisted and avoided me.

Mom was running up to thirty minutes late. I was already waiting for her, standing apart. She grinned at me and said, “Our senior is trying her hardest to get me to smile, but I just ignore it,” as if I hadn't noticed her happy expression. Due to the rush of people getting into the trike, I wind up seated in the middle when we finally catch up with it at the bus stop. But it appears to be the biggest error my mother eventually realized she had made.

As I look outside, I notice students, especially those attending public schools, walking out of class, giving the impression that the day is bright. Because of secondary school today, I was ecstatic and felt genuinely amazed. As we reached a junction, a traffic signal halted us, but the driver ignored it since he was impatient and didn't bother to check to see if a faster-moving automobile was approaching.

It was a gush all of a sudden! Everybody on the trike exclaimed, “Jesus!” The trike fell very next to where I was seated. My mother took me by the shoulders. Both drivers were injured, but no one died. However, all I could recall was that I ended up opening my eyes in the hospital's emergency department. I had no idea what would happen next. My mother was standing next to me, praising the Lord. However, my arm was branded with some white cloth.

I then asked her. What happened, mummy? She reported that I shattered my left hand when the trike collapsed on me. It was prohibited since I also had a small cut on my head. She said that I was having trouble breathing and that it could take up to 45 minutes for them to place oxygen in my lungs.

To top it all off, I spent three months at home before returning to school. I apologize for disobeying my father's prior instruction to stay home from school that day.

When I return to school, it takes me some time to catch up on the assigned reading. I took away from the experience the lesson to always follow straightforward directions, regardless of the circumstances.